It was finally cold enough to break out the peanuts. The blue jays were dive bombing the feeders for the little birds and creating chaos. Every winter, I hang the peanut feeder, and the jays will empty it in less than an hour. Every summer, I find peanut shells scattered throughout my 10-acre property. I smile to myself as I contemplate the thought proc…
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