Bird Feeders

My Bird Feeders havent had any attention and a few years. I painted a few of them last week. Today I ripped this one apart while I was wating for it to warm up enough to get back to painting the floor on the sun porch. It had a rood of Vinyl siding. I took that off and scrubbed it, and painted all of the wood.

As I was painting it, I got to thinking how my dad had made this and painted it. This was the kind of chores he did while Mom was at work. I thought even though hes gone now, here I am making a connection with him by painting his feeder.

Then as I looked at the top of the feeder I knew that one day this feeder too would be gone. and it made me a little sad. But then I brightened knowing that even after all the things that Daddy ever did are gone, I will still be painting my bird feeders burgundy. Not because I like burgundy, but because its what Daddy painted them. By keeping my feeders burgundy I keep a little of him her with me every time a paint a feeder.