. . . that maybe birds like grape jelly. Since getting them to even visit at my birdbath is a challenge, I figured a little extra enticement wouldn't hurt.
Marilyn talked about grape jelly and birds when she was traveling recently and voila!, an idea was born. Maybe this would break my birdbath curse.
So now, for the rest of the afternoon, I'm taking periodic peeks out the window, keeping my fingers crossed that I will catch a visitor. If there are, indeed, any visitors, I'll post the smart little raider in a follow-up.