David and I have grown weary of feeding the squirrels expensive bird food. Oh what to do? We have tried almost everything including baffles, feeders in cages and slippery poles. Finally, we might have stumbled onto something thanks to neighbor Kathy. If you can’t lick ’em, join ’em, she says.
Kathy’s solution…feed the squirrels something they like better than bird seed…peanuts. When we fill our feeders, we now throw out handfuls of peanuts…. shelled peanuts, mind you.
I laughed when Kathy told me about this. Shell the peanuts, you gotta be kidding. “I don’t want the dogs to eat the shells” she said. And yes, come to think of it, our adorable, if sometimes stupid dogs would eat the shells.
The pool water was cold as it always is on Mondays, but I had a nice conversation with KK. She, now retired from teaching Hindi, Urdu, Sanskrit, and other languages says to me …”You should be teaching. All that knowledge you have, you should share it.” No thank you, says I quite content to not teach. I don’t have the right personality for teaching. I am not patient, and certainly not outgoing. I would rather be a scholar and do research, read and write.
I then proceeded to lecture the supple young woman attending me in the podiatrist’s office on the befits of exercise. My feet were very dry and the doc had prescribed a lotion that addresses skin dried from exposure to chlorinated water, and the meds I take.
As she helped me pull up my socks and shoes, I mentioned to the assistant that I did much exercising when I was younger,working out with Jack LaLanne every morning, getting my figure back after each child-birth. I didn’t get as much exercise when I began desk work in an office every day.
Nevertheless, my boss and I walked at lunch on sunny days…all around Lafayette Park, the Ellipse and White House. After I joined the Census Bureau, I walked the corridors (all seven miles) at lunch with my schoolmate and colleague Amara. And, I walked on a tread mill or rode on an exercise bike in the gym, and took yoga. for several years. Still, I got stiff.
She told me she played many sports in high school, mostly soccer, (she is from Brazil) and took dance for many years.
“I was very flexible then, but I can tell I am losing some of it,” she told me. I asked her if she had a dog. A German Shepherd Husky mix and he walks me, she replied. Good, he will help keep you fit.
Last time I visited the podiatrist, she and I talked about parrots and iPhone technology.
This post linked to Michelle’s Nature Notes, link at left.