Staying on the edge of my seat...

The massive ice storm over Texas has looked on dopler radar like a pink cotton candy blob that sends wisps my way, but no real precipitation or ice issues have arrived to speak of.

Yet.

That is supposed to change in the next hour or so.

At this point I'm pretty burned out on watching the news, looking outside, and checking the radar on weather.com

I broke up the routine by going to the dentist to get a crown prep done.
My life, the fun never stops.

Bernie called, and he's driving in almost white-out conditions as he travels up to Cleaveland to catch a flight home.
So I'm monitoring his weather progress as well.

When I was growing up in La Jolla the weather reports never changed:

Night and morning low clouds.
High 75, low 72.



We didn't need to feed the local birds there.
There were always flowers in bloom.
And feeding seagulls, well, they're fun to feed but the results are messy, if you catch my drift.

Here in Kingwood we feed our local birds
We have Northern blue jays, Cardinals, Mockingbirds, four kinds of Woodpeckers, titmouse, warblers, Carolina wrens, cedar wax wings, sparrows, finches, martins, and robins.

I really love the cardinals and woodpeckers the best.

On my last trip to the store I found the brand of bird seed that is pictured above.

Maybe, as a child of the space age, you recall how cool "freeze dried" foods were when they first came out.

Later freeze dried food became a hiker/camper/survivalist food.

Well, Houston IS home to NASA, and the space shuttle and all of that.

(Did you know the first word spoken on the moon was "Houston"?
As in "Houston, the Eagle has landed." I think "Houston" would be a great name for an eagle.)

I guess it is only fitting and proper therefore that our local birdies should benefit from space age technology.

You guessed it: Freeze dried mealworms!

Freeze dried mealworms.

Ewww.

Lazy birds.



Eat up my fine feather friends.

For you, there really is such a thing as a free lunch!

Bon Appetit!