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- Rob
- New Hampshire, United States
- Husband and I live in a rural area of New Hampshire and love the magic of New England, winter and summer, especially winters including all the snow. People have asked how Food Art evolved. Well, it's simple really. Take one cancer patient who had no interest in eating and no real ability to eat anything but pureed foods, and there is your answer. A 6'2" big boned man went from 215 pounds to 160 and dropping. Food Art was born. And God bless all of you out there who are struggling with the same thing.
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Oh, what a sweet little thing in the snow. And this is coming from a person not fond of squirrels. Guess we always have a space in our hearts for the vulnerable in weather like you are having.
Thank for visiting. Tried to publish your comment but it doesn't seem to happen. I'll keep trying.
Are we talking breakfast for the squirrel, or breakfast for that Big Dog? Cute, though - I can't help putting food out for the squirrels in the winter.
This squirrel has a name. Meet Professor Einstein. He climbs the tree to slightly above the the geight of the bird feeder. Aims at the feeder and leaps, sideswiping the feer, dislodging a good supply of the seed which falls where he can get it. The Big Dog is resigned to gnashinghis teeth. And thanks for making me laugh despite the anxiety over deteriorating eyesight which seems to have intesified in the last 10 days. Hopefully the eye doctor;s appointment at the end of January will bring some solution.
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