Hummingbird tongues
Over the last couple of days I've spent a fair bit of time with the binos watching the hummers at the feeder, especially just before dusk. Rufous, mostly, possibly an Anna's—it's kind of hard to tell the females apart. The reclining chair is a convenient viewing platform: sit and read, glance up, focus binos, watch [...]
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Little Mysteries
My parents always had a vegetable garden and bit of a flower garden, so I do recognize some common domesticated plants. I also have an interest in wildflowers, so I recognize some of those. But when you're not a gardener, and the garden you're acquired has kinda run wild, it's like a treasure chest, and [...]
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Fer gawd’s sake don’t let them move!
I was lucky when I was a kid. I lived on the outskirts of a small town that was a bedroom community for a larger city; when we first moved there, farmers' fields started at the end of the block. I biked with my friends on the backroads, climbed on the jungle gym in the [...]
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moving day
Well, all things come to an end at last, usually with lots of sweat and strained muscles. I first drove into the West End in the passenger seat of Nola's car, admiring the trees and the liveliness of the street life, and... that's our apartment building? It's a bit bunker-ish, yeah? "Don't worry," Nola said, [...]
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The mystery that is a cat
(as I have, apparently, been especially good and deserving today, Nola has consented to post. Everyone is forbidden to notice how much better at this she is than I.) A neighbour gave us a nice wicker-basket-with-quilt cat bed that had belonged to a previous moggie, and Skookum decided that she liked it very much. She [...]
