We have two bird baths, but I have never seen a bird near either of them, although both are refilled regularly. In the last few weeks, since large black ants invaded the hummingbird feeder and forced us to add an ant guard, we have seen several birds light for a drink. The hummingbird is not happy with this arrangement.
It has been one of those lazy, icky days. Storms, clouds, and now more rain. I have spent most of the day on the computer, goofing off on the last day of my three-day weekend. I worked Memorial Day, so Friday was my holiday.
This has been Simon’s morning, afternoon, and most likely, his evening. Life could not possibly get much better for this spoiled, indoor cat. He gets all the food and petting he wants, but mostly, he gets to sleep in a warm house during the torrential downpour, which was accompanied by high winds. He barely noticed the storm.
So far, we seem to be getting just the right ratio of rain and sun to take care of the garden. We have hardly had to water lately. The tomato plants are growing like crazy, loving the new Black Gold mulch that we planted them in this year. The plants are growing so fast that we have barely managed to keep them staked. The new perennials I planted in the place of the ugly evergreen bushes are looking great.
Some of the natives that I planted in the back yard are starting to look quite at home. Several of them are actually spreading, so hopefully, they will displace some of the weeds by next year. This pale purple coneflower is one of the first of the new natives to bloom.
I see that Simon is awake now, and watching the rain. If even Simon has stirred from his cardboard box of slothfullness, I should probably go and be productive also.
Well, I guess I know who has been eating my echinacea and gazania leaves, and creating a few other holes in garden plants. I spotted him out the window today and figured he would be long gone before I could get my camera and go outside. I managed to get pretty close because instead of hopping away at first, he froze–trying to become invisible, I suppose.
Tonight he was just munching on weeds. He can have all of the violets and clover that he pleases, but I was more than a bit annoyed when I discovered that the gazanias that I planted in the herb garden to add some color had been mowed to the ground. I plan on making a rabbit-deterring concoction this weekend to spray on the good plants that he finds so tasty.
So far, the tomatoes and peppers are looking good, and yet untouched by rabbits. Hopefully, they will stay that way. All of the garden is looking great.
We have been enjoying some good bird watching too. The hummingbirds are hit or miss. We have seen them, and then they disappear. I read that they often are absent in May because they are feeding insects to their babies, so I am hoping to see more of them later this month.
We have had plenty of colorful birds on the feeder lately. We even had an indigo bunting for a while, but he moved on. The towhee and American goldfinch have been frequent visitors, along with the other regulars. I tried to peek into the bird house tonight to see if the wrens had babies yet, but I couldn’t see. Unfortunately, I discovered that the other bird houses contains bees. I will be staying away from that one!
I think he’s cute. That’s what I keep telling my man, but he doesn’t buy it. To him, this little varmint is stealing what isn’t his. The cyclinder full of tasty treats hung in the same place for over a year before the squirrels decided that the seed on the ground wasn’t enough for them. They have recently figured out several ways to get onto the feeder. In a never-ending search to prove that we are smarter than squirrels, we are moving to more drastic measures: the Squirrel Buster Plus. The feeder ports close when the squirrel tries to gain access. I’m hoping that it arrives tomorrow!
It has rained all week and the tomato plants are turning yellow and spotted. I doubt they will make much of a recovery, so I guess the raccoons will have to forage elsewhere. The flood watches and warnings crawl across the television screen every night. People have been cranky and the birds have been soggy. We finally got a short reprieve from the rain this evening and the birds flocked to the feeder, obviously happy to be dry for a few minutes. It was a real show for a while, and all I had available was the point and shoot camera, but I shot what I could. As I type, I can hear the rain coming down…..again.