This morning I checked on the pears and that is what I do every morning. Well….this morning I came upon a Eurasian Jay bird party and they were eating our pears…
Of course they denied that they ate them and flew away like they did nothing. They saw nothing, heard nothing and are innocent. Yet, I caught them red handed…
So I grabbed the last pear and am trying to decide if broiled “Eurasian Jay” bird is a good substitute for yummy pears?
Oh Well!
Life in the Tiny Russian Village…
WtR