One thing I love about living in the north is how explosive early spring is. We go from dreary to Aggressively! Filled! with Life! in 3.4 seconds flat.
You are so very fortunate in where you live. I’ve lived in both country and town settings and the country is preferable if you can make it work. Your wildlife takes you into another world that feeds your heart and soul.
An abundance of nature’s way of renewal. Thank you for this lively essay about this renewal and the distinct differences among the critters as they welcome new members to their families. Happy Sunday to your family.🌼
Your tale of nest-building reminded me of the time, when our boys were very young, that a robin’s nest appeared in the top corner of our front door portico. We photographed each stage of the build, the eggs and then the babies. We were never able to capture mom in the act of feeding because she always flew away. We stopped trying so as to leave them in peace. An up-close glimpse of nature in a big city.
I’m still trying to imagine the squirrel with the tennis ball😊
Thanks for taking the time to write such beautiful, vivid descriptions. Coupled with the perfect accompaniment of "With Heart and Voice", it provided a lovely beginning to Sunday morning!
I had to laugh, sort of, at the picture of deer among the daffodils. That is one of the few flowers that last in our deer filled suburban neighborhood off the Olentangy River. You can't grow hostas, and they started nibbling at my snapdragons last year. And yes, the fawns are incredibly fun to watch, but...... The city just sent out a survey for us to fill out about how to manage them. We have been here 24 years, and the deer were around before that.
That sounds lovely. We have the shoreline equivalent of the signs of spring here. Our most recent happy event was the release into the sea of a seal pup who had washed up and over a sea wall and been bound three blocks into town, heading away from the water. How is the turkey with the injured leg? Any sightings yet?
Thanks for my Sunday morning giggles…”The woods must have more sex going on than a Times Square hotel.” Hilarious. Our Mother Robbin is tending to her three babies in her nest on the table on our deck. The same table they’ve used over the last three years for nesting. It’s fun to watch her fuss over them and feed them worms. But, whenever I go out to leave the adults some raisins, you’d think I was going to steal the babies. Very protective, as she should be, but she and her mate sure don’t mind scoffing up the raisins.
I love this! I think the squirrel was carrying the tennis ball because it makes a nice size cabinet to hide some nuts. Who would think to look inside a tennis ball for nuts other than the squirrel who decided to use it in that way?
I’m lucky that my hound Zeus only rubs himself in every nasty noxious dead thing outside and that I (only periodically) remember this. The worst is random wild animal poop.
Every day no matter how short the walk, I take in the beauty of nature and remember how lucky I am to know other folks who stop and smell the daisies.
Thank you for the beautiful vignettes about our world.
I will be smiling all day long.
PS. The weather is going into full blown spring and I am excited about the possibilities. We are expecting 60 and above all week during the day.
Auggie has a “leave me alone, I’m on break” look which is the first I’ve seen in any pictures. Funny how they can communicate that way. Have a wonderful Sunday. I visualized your morning walk so clearly!
What a wonderful location for a home set among the varying wildlife that provides a cornucopia of viewing opportunities. I'm happy to see the occasional squirrel, a cardinal, chickadees or the occasional nesting robins in our suburban yard. Hugs to Eli and Aggie and gentle dreams to Auggie.
One thing I love about living in the north is how explosive early spring is. We go from dreary to Aggressively! Filled! with Life! in 3.4 seconds flat.
You are so very fortunate in where you live. I’ve lived in both country and town settings and the country is preferable if you can make it work. Your wildlife takes you into another world that feeds your heart and soul.
This essay made my Sunday morning so lovely as I drink coffee and gaze out at my trees and look for old tennis balls 💕
An abundance of nature’s way of renewal. Thank you for this lively essay about this renewal and the distinct differences among the critters as they welcome new members to their families. Happy Sunday to your family.🌼
Happy Sunday to you too🙏❤️
Your tale of nest-building reminded me of the time, when our boys were very young, that a robin’s nest appeared in the top corner of our front door portico. We photographed each stage of the build, the eggs and then the babies. We were never able to capture mom in the act of feeding because she always flew away. We stopped trying so as to leave them in peace. An up-close glimpse of nature in a big city.
I’m still trying to imagine the squirrel with the tennis ball😊
Thanks for taking the time to write such beautiful, vivid descriptions. Coupled with the perfect accompaniment of "With Heart and Voice", it provided a lovely beginning to Sunday morning!
I had to laugh, sort of, at the picture of deer among the daffodils. That is one of the few flowers that last in our deer filled suburban neighborhood off the Olentangy River. You can't grow hostas, and they started nibbling at my snapdragons last year. And yes, the fawns are incredibly fun to watch, but...... The city just sent out a survey for us to fill out about how to manage them. We have been here 24 years, and the deer were around before that.
That sounds lovely. We have the shoreline equivalent of the signs of spring here. Our most recent happy event was the release into the sea of a seal pup who had washed up and over a sea wall and been bound three blocks into town, heading away from the water. How is the turkey with the injured leg? Any sightings yet?
I would love to see seals. Yes, I see that turkey most days. He’s fine!
Hooray! Glad to hear this. The first pup out of the crate is our little guy. https://www.nj.com/atlantic/2024/03/6-rescued-seals-released-back-into-ocean-off-jersey-shore-video.html?outputType=amp
And here is his story. https://www.phillyvoice.com/stranded-seal-pup-rescue-point-pleasant-beach/
Oh, that’s lovely. Thanks!
Thanks for my Sunday morning giggles…”The woods must have more sex going on than a Times Square hotel.” Hilarious. Our Mother Robbin is tending to her three babies in her nest on the table on our deck. The same table they’ve used over the last three years for nesting. It’s fun to watch her fuss over them and feed them worms. But, whenever I go out to leave the adults some raisins, you’d think I was going to steal the babies. Very protective, as she should be, but she and her mate sure don’t mind scoffing up the raisins.
I love this! I think the squirrel was carrying the tennis ball because it makes a nice size cabinet to hide some nuts. Who would think to look inside a tennis ball for nuts other than the squirrel who decided to use it in that way?
I’m lucky that my hound Zeus only rubs himself in every nasty noxious dead thing outside and that I (only periodically) remember this. The worst is random wild animal poop.
Every day no matter how short the walk, I take in the beauty of nature and remember how lucky I am to know other folks who stop and smell the daisies.
Thank you for the beautiful vignettes about our world.
I will be smiling all day long.
PS. The weather is going into full blown spring and I am excited about the possibilities. We are expecting 60 and above all week during the day.
What a boring existence we would have if it weren’t for all of God’s creatures to bring us joy and at times heartache as well.
Fun read.
Auggie has a “leave me alone, I’m on break” look which is the first I’ve seen in any pictures. Funny how they can communicate that way. Have a wonderful Sunday. I visualized your morning walk so clearly!
What a wonderful location for a home set among the varying wildlife that provides a cornucopia of viewing opportunities. I'm happy to see the occasional squirrel, a cardinal, chickadees or the occasional nesting robins in our suburban yard. Hugs to Eli and Aggie and gentle dreams to Auggie.
I’ve always been a suburban girl, but you have me second guessing my choices.
A lovely view. Thank you for sharing.