Jul 30, 2012 | 2:54 AM PST
While I was sitting on the back patio sipping a cup of coffee yesterday morning, the raindrops were falling off the leaves in the woods. It looked like diamonds falling as the dawning sun was filtering through the trees. After all the thunder-booming the night before, it only produced two tenths of an inch.
All of a sudden, Mr. and Ms. Wren were having a fit. They had built their nest in the Confederate jasmine that had curled into a corner on the front porch. It was a lovely site with a patch of white and the fragrance was almost overpowering, but I let it bloom. Before I had a chance to cut it back, the wren had nested there.
Why were they making such a fuss? Then I thought, they must be trying to get the babies to fledge, so I jumped up to see. Nope. No babies anywhere, but mama and daddy were still having a fit. I thought there must be a snake in the vines. Nope. No snake. Maybe a baby fell out. I looked all around. I didn't see a thing. Finally, they calmed down. I don't know what in the world that fuss was all about. They went back to feeding the babies and carrying off the poop sacs.
I sat back down and the next thing I know there was a cacophony of caws. There was a whole murder of crows having a fit off in the distance. They were flying round and round, swooping right, then left. They kept getting closer and closer. Finally, I could see what had them so excited. They were chasing a hawk! Mr. Hawk flew into our woods and hid there. All of the crows left except two. They kept going after him. It was like they were saying, "That'll teach you! Now stay away from us!"
It certainly was an exciting morning bird watching, but by the time I got back to my coffee, it was cold.
Mission for Today: Continue pulling medoc out of my zoysia patch!
Jul 26, 2012 | 12:18 PM PST
I went back to the pot with the pink arrowhead and pulled more seedlings out. They are definitely sunflowers. There must have been fifty coming up. This pot had been on the front porch previously and I only moved it out to the carporch a few weeks ago. "Somebody" must have hidden a bunch of sunflower seeds in the pot to get later. Sid the Squirrel perhaps. I'm going to really keep my eye on that pot. Who knows how many more will pop up!!
Mission for Today: Sit on the back patio and admire all the sweaty work I did this morning. Oh, and fan myself because it's 96 degrees out there now.
This was the strangest thing ever. I couldn't figure out why there was a pile of dirt in the carporch after I had already swept. I looked all around the pots on the ledge to see if a squirrel had been digging, but there was no sign of that. I looked and looked, but there seemed to be no reason for this pile of dirt!
Then I spied a bunch of "aliens" growing in a pot with the pink arrowhead, pushing out the soil. It looks like squash seedlings or something like that. I can't imagine how those seeds got into the pot, especially in such a thick grouping like that -- all in a wad. I pulled out most of them but then thought to get a picture of it.
Strange things go on here at the Bucolic Bungalow!