Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Queen of the Suet Dough

My super-talented wife, Julie Zickefoose is a renaissance woman. She paints, draws, writes, does all the family things, gardens, blogs, trains the dog, and she sings, too.

But our birds don't care.

They only care about one thing Julie does in the winter: She creates suet dough. For the past six years or so, our front door feeding station has been busier than the free sausage sample table at Sam's Club. Our birds LOVE the bird dough that Julie makes.

I tried to help stir the thick, burbling mixture of lard, peanut butter, and corn meal once to give JZ a break. All I did was break the wooden spoon.

"Ragnar sorry, Jooly."

You can read Julie's first-person account of her latest suet dough creation session on her relatively new blog.


At 9:06 AM, Blogger Rondeau Ric said...

Looks like they found Sasquash! BT3 you shoudn't go around looking loke that, you will scare the childern.
I'm finding J.'s blog interesting.


At 9:10 AM, Blogger Rondeau Ric said...

Are those home made feeders? Are they as simple to make as they look, just boards and some dowels, with a lift up roof. Do they control the grackles and starlings?

If they work I'll make a few.


At 11:15 PM, Blogger BT3 said...

Yes it is true I come from a long line of sasquatches. My mother's maiden name is Yeti.

Those are NOT homemeade feeders, but they would be easy for a crafty woodworker like you to make. The do keep the starlings mostly off the suet dough.


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