Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Hiding the bodies


Here’s the thing about English sparrows: as much as I decried their predations (before the grackles arrived), if you’ve ever got an unsuccessful baking project, they’re always happy to police the area for you.

Example: some time back I was making scones for a friend and I forgot the salt, so they came out more like hockey pucks than cream biscuits. I was going to dump them, but then thought, “Maybe the birds would fancy them?”

So I put them out, and, hey-presto, the sparrows were all over them like a rash. Viz:


 I was grateful for the laughs and the disposal service.




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