And I've just about had it with calling that woodpecker "The Red-Bellied Woodpecker."  It has red on the back of its head, and no red at all on its belly.  Now I've seen photos too of this same woodpecker, and I think I might start a protest of some kind to have its name changed to "Black-Speckled-Back Woodpecker" or maybe "Partially-Red-Headed Woodpecker."  And the Pileated Woodpecker is at the beef suet hung up on the oak tree.  Plus, all the other woodpeckers that live in these parts.  There are blue jays, nuthatches, chickadees, canaries, finches, and off in the distance, the otherworldly sounds of the raven can be heard. 

Got a nasty jolt when going down to the mailboxes to pick up my mail - some not-too-respectful person has backed up into the row of mailboxes and taken out 3 of them (mine in the middle) and 2 newspaper tubes.  I tried to straighten them back up, but 2 of them and the newspaper tubes are hopeless, but mine (setting in a bucket of rocks) came up nicely.  This is not good; we'll have to see how much longer they can keep us going a half-mile to get our mail anymore.

The after-Thanksgiving turkey is almost gone, a couple more sandwiches will do it.  It sure was good while it lasted.  I've finished the books from the library; one was about the Apaches, who were defeated by lies told to them by the whites, and the other book is about Huoranis in Ecuador, also defeated by lies told to them by oil companies.  Come to think of it, we have all been defeated by lies told to us, or by lies told about us.

But the subject of this posting is that today, I am curiously listing to port.  Began as dizziness this morning while searching my cupboards for donations to give to the Food Pantry, felt really awful, and haven't been able to walk perfectly straight all day.  And I'm very tired.  I wonder if it time to have a catscan and see what this sharp pain is that plagues me on the left side of my head.

I went through my closet also, to see what I may part with to bring to Good Will and found several purses, a jacket, a dress, and another shirt.  If I went through my shoes now, I bet I would find more to give.  And I threw away things today - stuff that just sits there, can't be given to anybody, and it's stuff that annoys me just to look at it.  Good girl, good girl.  Keep on doing that.