Squirrels are amazing animals. They are born in nests high above the ground. They are accustomed to swinging in the breeze. I have witnessed them traverse a yard from tree to tree by jumping. Almost as if they were flying from one flimsy limb to another. They do it effortlessly. Squirrels are also very curious. They will explore everything they can, to find food. If they identify an object as a food source they will climb, jump, fly, crawl, or dig to get to it. You Tube has some amazing videos of squirrels traversing great obstacle courses to get food.
At my previous home, the squirels were very resourceful. They beat every effort I made to sabotage their attempts to raid my bird feeders. They go to the food easily in a very short time. At my current home, I am one of the only residents on the block with squirrels. That is because I am one of the few with trees. Every year, in the spring a new crop of babies is born in the trees behind the house. During the year they disappear. Either the adults chase them away, or they are picked off by the Red Tail Hawks who sit and watch our feeders. I believe it to be the latter.
At Christmas, knowing the penchant I have for squirrel entertainment, my son presented me with a squirrel bungee. It is a squirrel feeder attached to end of a bungee cord. I place an ear of corn on one end of the cord and hang the other to a fixed point. It is simple, and the vision of watching a squirrel bouncing around while having a meal of tasty field corn passed through my mind. I also see myself with a huge grin as I watch him holding on for dear life while I drink my morning coffee.
The bungee came with a twenty five pound bag of field corn. There was no room for it in his car, so it stayed at home. I couldn’t wait for his next visit to try the new toy. I bought a bag of field corn myself. Within a day, I had the feeder hanging in front of the kitchen window. Any self respecting squirrel could get to it by jumping from our stoop to the window sill, and then make a short leap to the corn. I could see it happen in my mind, except for one thing; it didn’t draw a single squirrel. A week later, I baited the corned-bungee by putting an ear of corn on the ground under it. The next morning the ear was gone; plumb disappeared. The next day, I baited it again; the same thing happened.
Meanwhile, everyday, I see the squirrel sitting in the feeder munching away on sun-flower seeds. He has to jump four feet onto a slippery piece of six inch tubing that is there to thwart him. Next he climbs backwards and upside down onto the feeder platform. He performs this complicated little maneuver in a split second. The corn-bungee hung in full view within five feet; totally ignored.
Plan B. Move the bungee to the tree next to the pond.
Theory: The squirrel will see the corn, climb the tree, and then shimmy down the cord to the prize. Or, he can jump straight up from the ground.
Rationale: The tree is far from the bird feeder, and lazy squirrels will come out of the tree to the corn instead of going to the feeder fifty feet away.
Result: Totally ignored.
Plan C: Ask for help.
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What a great day this was. Peggy and I were greeted by three bright red hibiscus blossoms. Here it is March and we have the joy of tropical flowers. This is another plant that has been with me for several years; four to be specific. It came into the family through Peggy’s daughter, then to Peggy, then to me. The plant had outgrown it’s quarters and I had a nice basement with an atrium to winter it. It didn’t need a lot of attention, just some light and water once in awhile. 
This morning, all I saw were red blossoms. I decided to photograph the beautiful red trumpets with the bright yellow stamen. When I returned with the camera, I began to see things differently. First, I saw a perforated leave. It looked like swiss cheese. Then I saw a curled one. As I combed the leaves looking for signs of bugs, I spotted the creature. A tiny white speck darted past the side of my head. Drat! White flies. Now I have to spray again or they will take over the house.
