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by Nerien » Thu Jul 04, 2013 8:53 am
Thank you all.
Every several months, I make hubby drive us up the road to the white birch stands, and we literally fill the back of the CRV with branches, which is not as much as it sounds like when you're taking the little twiggy stuff, but looks like a big gawdawful mess when it's in your car. Then they reside in the back porch until needed. The little twigs and too thin stuff I trim away gets fed to the degus, who love to chew. Perches arise as I look at the cage and look at the branches and wait for them to "speak" to me. It's kinda fun. The hibiscus bushes out my front window, along the walk, have become terribly overgrown since we got the dog, the deer no longer come up to eat them, so I get to watch all the wild birds coming to our feeder hopping through them, for ideas.
Ginene, I've actually been trying to figure out if I could pack branches, and how many, in a box to ship to you, without breaking the bank on shipping, which just seems to have gone through the roof lately, and branches would need a bigger box. If you ever are coming up this way, I can fill your car with wood. Rocks, too, I've got more rocks than soil, I'd bet. When I was little and my Long Island cousins would come visit, they'd always leave with rocks in the car, under their feet to fit them in (they had 6 kids). My aunt was slowly making a rock garden, but they had no rocks. We lived on Rock Ridge Road, had more rocks than anything else except maybe trees, and just thought it was the funniest thing that someone WANTED rocks. All those quaint New England stone walls running around the yards, fields, through the woods? The settler-farmers just had to find a place to put all the dang rocks. I have small rocks in the bottom of many cages, the birds actually seem to like them. King of the Mountain kind of thing. I'm hoping they help keep nails trimmed. Cutting nails scares me.
