The doctor has put me to bed again for a few days but I can still see a few birds when I look out the windows. I have seen the cardinals, juncos, white throated sparrows, myrtle warblers and the robin and have heard the mockingbird fussing in the Ligustrum under my window. Some other bird was evidently being “given notice” to leave his berries alone. I’m afraid the berries on my Ligustrums will not last until spring as he consumes so many a day that the bushes are about stripped. I think I shall get some from someone else’s bushes and tie on my bush before they give entirely out. The myrtle warblers are such adorable little pigs. They seem to eat almost anything I put on the trays to say nothing of the mainstay of their diet which is suet. I saw them eating whole wheat bread crumbs a few days ago and today bites of orange and some grain (must have been weevils in the grain). I have never heard of their eating grain before, or orange either for that matter. I was amused by them as usual. There are a great many of them and can’t look out of the window without seeing at least one, but I never tire of watching their quick little movements, nor of hearing their saucy little “chip” like a miniature cardinal but rendered with more vivacity and sprit. Ms. Ginter says that the bluebirds have been fighting with the sparrows over her nesting boxes. I have not mentioned the english sparrows in my lists of bird guests because they are uninvited (though that bother them not at all). Where I have one song bird, I have at least fifteen English sparrows. This is the most discouraging thing, as they try to boss the whole bird family on account of their superior numbers. If they were no more numerous than the song sparrow or white throated sparrow, the other birds could manage them but their numbers give them courage and “impudence”??, as they are the bone of my existence.