Tuesday, February 08, 2011

The Sam Saga...

The greatest oak was once a little nut who held its ground.
~Author Unknown

And this little nut is holding his ground smartly! (Good thing Joe's eyes aren't what they used to be....guess Sam knows just how safe he really is!) It's become an afternoon ritual. He cases the joint...he tries his mightiest...he falls down. He gets back up and tries again. He spends an hour...then decides to snack on what the little birds have left him. Persistent. Obstinate. Creative. And all ours. Thanks, Sam...for the free entertainment on a cold winter afternoon. You are the mighty oak that lives in our yard in winter.

1 comment:

Changes in the wind said...

Better be careful...you know what happens when you give something a name.....He is cute!