Monday, May 31, 2021

Theme day: Where would you go?

 


This month the theme day is: When can I travel again...
We're supposed to post a picture of a place we would like to go when we start traveling again.  That was a hard choice!  But the California Redwoods won out.



Sunday, May 30, 2021

Repurposed


The nursery reused their wagons as plant hangers.  
I wonder what else a creative person could use.



 

Saturday, May 29, 2021

A fish out of water




We found this sculpture at a landscaping nursery.  
Shouldn't the fish be IN the water?



 

Friday, May 28, 2021

On the wing


The young woodpecker is now flying.  I can hear Mom and Dad calling to him, and then coming in to feed him.  He's flying on his own all over the territory.



 

Thursday, May 27, 2021

Butterfly weed


It seems cruel to call this a weed when I've tried so hard to grow it.  It's a form of milkweed and supposed to be an important plant for monarch butterflies.  They lay their eggs only on milkweed and the caterpillars only eat milkweed.  Now I only have to wait for a monarch to find my little colony.



 

Tuesday, May 25, 2021

Waiting



The nuthatch children are getting bigger, they're also getting noisy.


They raise a ruckus when Dad or Mom is late with the food.




 

Monday, May 24, 2021

Success!



The woodpecker mom and dad have been working very hard bringing food to the nest.  
We finally got a look at the baby.

 

Mom and Dad don't look much bigger than Baby.




Sunday, May 23, 2021

Saturday, May 22, 2021

Here's the thief


Something has been eating our strawberries.  Just as soon as they're red and ready, they disappear.  
We netted the patch to keep birds, squirrels and rabbits out.


The nuthatches, whose home is right above the strawberries were going crazy.


Mr. Possum was caught in the act.
And no, he wasn't harmed and got away to steal another day.
We need to make sure he can't climb the pole to the nuthatch home.  The babies would make a meal.







 

Friday, May 21, 2021

Busy


This little nuthatch has been coming and going out of the birdhouse for weeks.  Finally we can see he's been feeding hungry mouths.



 

Thursday, May 20, 2021

Cat and Mouse


In the same garden as yesterday, a cat and mouse make friends.

 

Wednesday, May 19, 2021

Garden rocks


This rock garden really has rocks.  I wish I was that creative!



 

Tuesday, May 18, 2021

Windy day for fishing


The herons were hip deep in the lake fighting against the wind.


Even when it was quieter, they weren't having much luck.



 

Monday, May 17, 2021

Deer me


A small herd of deer were roaming around Shelly Lake.  They kept their eye on the people walking around on the greenway.




 

Sunday, May 16, 2021

Saturday, May 15, 2021

Friday, May 14, 2021

snake


We were warned that there was a bad snake up ahead in the water.  It turned out to be a beautiful Northern Water snake.  Not bad at all.
The markings are the opposite from a copperhead, and it has a skinny head instead of a triangular one. 
He was just out enjoying the weather. 

 

Thursday, May 13, 2021

Wolf at the door (window?)


The wolf at Sertoma art center looks more like a flower child than the big bad wolf.  But its a surprise to see him looking in the window.




 

Wednesday, May 12, 2021

Tuesday, May 11, 2021

Monday, May 10, 2021

Sunday, May 9, 2021

Teenager

 


This young Robin still wanted daddy to feed him.  He was squawking loudly until dad brought him a treat.


Thursday, May 6, 2021

Fly away


This great blue heron was lurking in the reeds on the edge of the pond before he flew away.




 

Wednesday, May 5, 2021

Wind sculpture II

It looks like Wind Sculpture II is being blown around like the clouds behind, but it is permanently in a wind blown shape.

(See here)

 

Monday, May 3, 2021

Good evening


As the sky darkened mommy owl swooped by.  The owlets were hidden high up in the trees.





 

Sunday, May 2, 2021

Guard goose


The mommy goose was guarding the babies, (or maybe daddy, how can you tell?) 



 

Saturday, May 1, 2021

Hard work


The neighbors cut down three huge red oaks.  He comes out every evening and splits wood.  Little by little every time we walk past there are fewer logs and another woodpile.