Birds in the Yard

More than five months have gone by since Dad passed away.  I still think of him and miss him every day.  Spring has come to the Willamette Valley and my bird feeders are up in the yard.   We have a steady stream of finches, nuthatches, towhees, and jays coming by for a meal.   Not to mention the occasional pesky squirrel trying to find a new, clever way to raid the feeders.   I think of Dad as I enjoy the backyard wildlife; these creatures gave him so much pleasure during his life.    In some way, he lives on through these wild animals that meant so much to him.  They are reminders that the cycle of life goes on......