This past weekend Ethan discovered an empty milk jug and cajoled Greg into making a bird feeder out of it. I told Ethan he had to sit down and design it first, and he did, including the drawing of the deck, rain gauge, and just how it should be hung. They dangled it from a long string and even though it swings precariously and twirls around enough to make me sick just watching it, it seems to be a favorite of the local tufted titmouse population.
I just hope the birds brave enough to land on this feeder don’t get sick from the wild ride. I’m not looking to clean up bird vomit from the patio this spring.