I just put last year’s frozen parsley on my béchamel drenched, tomato topped raviolis. Yes, we must not disturb the adorable birds who’ve built a home right_next_to_the_house in a parsley plant that got babied in the garage all winter.
We feel badly each time the garbage disposal runs, but they are getting used to it. Carolina wrens usually mate for life. We think this pair was responsible for the hogging of a very nice potted tarragon plant the year before. Please stay tuned, I’ll try to get more pics showing their progress.
