Eye on the prize.
Five or six years ago we commenced feeding some bread
to a few Magpies each evening.
At first food was placed on the trampoline,
a safe distance from the house.
Our flock expanded with new season hatchlings
eventually finding the courage to join in at feed time…
I was never sure if this was a call to the rest of the family,
or a thank you from our black and white friends.
I would like to think the latter.
Several began turning up at the back door
almost pleading for their fix.
And so night after night the…
…a new addition to our family began to mark her turf.
To watch another eat perfectly good food
was an utter waste in little Taji’s mind…