There’s a Metaphor Here Somewhere

Yesterday I dutifully filled the bird feeders for all the numerous finches, jays, acorn wood peckers that I imagine are pretty hungry in the cold winter up on the Mogollon Rim, Arizona. As i was working today, out my window about 3 feet away, I watched this gray suited thug empty the feeder in about 15 minutes, and grabbed a video on my Canon PowerShot shooting through the window.

I cannot explain why I bothered to edit or even post this, just felt like it. Music is from the Internet Archive’s 78RPM Collection, Ernest Thompson – Red Wing (April 15, 1924).

Hmmm, perhaps I need a predator…

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An early 90s builder of the web and blogging Alan Levine barks at CogDogBlog.com on web storytelling (#ds106 #4life), photography, bending WordPress, and serendipity in the infinite internet river. He thinks it's weird to write about himself in the third person.


  1. Hey, if the birds are probably “pretty hungry in the cold winter up on the Mogollon Rim,” don’t you think the squirrels might be too? Give the poor guy a break! For all he knows, you put the food out especially for him — which means he’s not a thug. 🙂

  2. I obviously must be procrastinating – my Google Reader is overloaded with posts that I should read and have been slack writing my own posts. Normally would not stop to watch a video but who can resist watching a squirrel enjoying itself – especially when they are not native to Western Australia.

    But still pondering about the metaphor?

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