Golden skies greet the land as night throws off its mantle dawn slowly emerges from the shadows to welcome the new day so gentle trees sway in the soft breeze while birds chatter as they wake to the bright sunshine that is a beautiful warm November day. As the day moves on the blue **** fly having taken their daily fill of nuts and seeds but feeders, still bearing their bounty, are soon fallen upon in frenzied melee by sparrows and starlings, a riotous sight, till soon they too will fly away at the start of evening dusk display. All day long they constantly chatter. All day long they feed. All day long we are blessed by their company, and thus we are always grateful.