DaisyNBuster wrote:
...The sunflower seeds that I thought you meant where theone for birds, they are black with a white stripe through the middle.Are they the ones you mean?
Vickie
You and Raspberry are making me work by being so specific!LOL But, that's okay, because I should be specific and I wasnot sure. Your query forced me to trundle out to the shed, inthe cold I might add
, to viewactual seeds, then pound down14 flights of stairs( a slight exaggeration) to the basement freezer toactually read the writing on the plastic bag.
My seeds do not have a stripe on them. They are solid black,although I do recall giving seeds with "stripes" on them in previousyears. The writing on the bag said, Black OilSunflower Seeds. 5 Lb. $2.99(U.S.), to give you anidea of their relative price.
Unless there is a distinction made between Black
Oil SunflowerSeeds and just Black Sunflower Seeds, it probablydoesn'tmatter all that much. The feed storecertainly does not sell them expecting them to be ingested byrabbits. They are with the other wild bird seeds beingsold. I like the word "oil" because I know it is the fat inthe oil that does the stoking of the furnace, so to speak.
I am not angry, not put out by your request(s). I'm surprisedthe post generated any response at all and flattered that you would paythat close attention.
I do love you Brits! Did I mention sometime that little overa year ago the Missus and I spent three weeks with her "pen-pal" of 50+years and her husband in South Ruislip? Helen and Pauline"met" when Helen was a "Brownie" and Pauline a "Girl Guide."They have maintained contact with one another for all these years!
Ron, Pauline's husband, used to work for BBC and spent a good deal oftime with us when he was on assignment. The "girls" first metin person about 25 years ago, but since then Pauline's son married anAmerican girl and they live but 2 1/2 hours away, so we see Ron/Paulinewhen they visit the grandchildren here.
Last year was the first time we went to London, though. Ourdaughter from CA flew in to join us all, because she had spent timewith Ron and Pauline when she was studying abroad. We alllived under one roof for three weeks and got along famously, at leastwe thought so...*chuckle*
Candace was to Pauline, the daughter she never had for they have twowonderful boys. Our lives,families,careers,retirement, etc. paralleled in so many ways it was like looking at a"foreign" version of one's self. It was so neat andcomfortable.
They traipsed us all over the English countryside visiting "real" pubsand enjoying the most excellent English food, in spite of what a lot of"snooty" travelers say! We introduced them to their first"boot sale," and got them to go to Portobello Street for the first timewith us. We did so, so very much because we were beingferried around by "experts," with no loss in time or travel connections.
English humor is superlative and Ron is a raconteur of thegenre. I cannot tell you how much we enjoyed your country andyour countrymen and women.
Sorry, 'bout that digression. I'm such an Anglophile that Icannot help myself. Wouldn't it be jolly if we could meet inEngland someday. Oh, God! I'm slipping into "English" as I type. I doso love your colloquialisms!
Got stop! Got to stop! Bad Buck! Bad Buck!
Buck