Since Sandy and Sophie have to share the peanuts with the Blue Jays, the Great-tailed Grackles and an American Crow, the squirrels hide their stash deep in the grass, where the birds can’t see and take them so easily. But when Sandy is hungry and comes back for a snack, she forgets where exactly she put her peanut sometimes. After looking around, she usually finds it nearby the feeder and the bird bath.
The last few days, we had temperatures in the low to upper 80s. It got warm, and the high winds are not helping today. It sucks the moisture right out of my body. But not only I have to quench my thirst. My little friend, the Mourning Dove sat in a shady spot near the bird bath and relaxed from the warmer weather. Soon, the bird got thirsty, flew to the water and took some big gulps to stay hydrated. The Mourning Dove stuck around all afternoon. At least, there is plenty of food and water in our backyard.
Soon, the Cedar Waxwings will migrate to their breeding range up to the northern US and Canada. Right now, they still enjoy the weather in their Winter range down here in the southern US and Mexico. In the evening hours, they all come in big flocks, feast on some leftover berries from last Autumn and then move on to the next tree. I can easily tell, when the Cedars are sitting in one of my trees. Their calls are very high pitched. And these little birds can be very noisy, when they communicate with one another.
After the severe storm in the morning, we had a beautiful sunny afternoon, today. The temperatures reached up to 72°F (22°C). But still it was very breezy. Thank goodness, the animals ate all the foods, before the rain came in. Everything would have been flooded. And I would have had to dump it on the ground to let it dry, before the birds and critters could eat it.
As soon as I had the feeders full, Sandy, Mr. Cardinal, and some other feathered friends sat around to have early dinner. It is always a joy to see such an abundance of birds in our yard. Sophie, the other squirrel, made a short appearance, too. She prefers the oily sunflower seeds over corn and peanuts. I haven’t seen Mr. Squirrel and Sammy for quite some time. I wonder, where they are being up to, lately. I hope, they are alright, and are just checking out a different area in the neighborhood.
Since we built so many houses, businesses, sport centers etc., wildlife tries to find a place to feed, populate, and hide from predators, in the last ten years. All animals roam in the neighborhood, because they lost their original territory to human developments. Therefore, we get also visited by rodents like mice and rats. After hearing some commotions in the attic and in the center wall again, Kevin put the trap out last night. He made sure, there was a marshmallow with plenty of peanut butter as a attraction for whatever is roaming around inside the house. This morning, Kevin checked the trap. And sure enough, Ratatouille sat in there with all the peanut butter gone. Marshmallow is obviously not on his menu. It is still untouched. Kevin couldn’t take care of the rat to release it in a nearby field, this morning. So, the rat has to wait in “Rodent Jail”, until this evening. I felt sorry for Ratatouille being trapped in the cold. So, I put the trap on the greenhouse floor, gave him some extra peanut butter, so he can stay warm. Even when he’s a rodent, which can carry tons of diseases, he’s still a living creature. That’s why we’ve got a “Catch-and-Release” trap. Ratatouille slept for most of the day. Now, we just have to wait for Daddy to come home and release him. Let Mother Nature take care of him.
This afternoon, I spent some time in the greenhouse. I wanted to plan my Spring garden. But I watched birds instead. The wind was cool. And the greenhouse protected me from the cool gusts. Today, two Carolina Chickadees came for some sunflower seeds. I’ve noticed, when they took the seeds, they tried to store them in the Bradford Pear trees for a snack, later. One chickadee tried to hide a seed in the bark, while the other one hid its seed between the flower buds. In the meantime, a Yellow-rumped Warbler got attracted by the calls of the chickadees. The warbler checked out the yard from the fence, sang a song, and flew away again. It was just enough time to capture a couple of photos of this pretty little bird.