Today, we had quite a few guests at in the trees and at the feeders. Everyone ate plenty of food to store more fats. Winter is not over, yet. Friday morning suppose to be in the mid 20s (-4°C). Here are today’s photos of our feathered and mammal friends:
This afternoon, we’ve reached temperatures up to 80°F (27°C). It was perfect weather for doing some garden work, getting the raised beds cleaned up and planting my peas and early Spring flowers. While I pulled out weeds, I also found a carrot that over-wintered in one of the raised beds. I might add it to a stew, later this week. Three Mourning Doves set on the trellis I put up for the peas, in the garden. They inspected my work, fertilized it, and enjoyed the view of the garden from the trellis, before Luis, our dog, chased them away.
Katelynn had to stay home, yesterday. The darn tummy bug is going around in her school. And I must have caught it from her. This morning, I sat for some fresh air on the deck. In the meantime, I watched the birds and the squirrels get their meals. Even when I didn’t feel well, I still grabbed my camera and captured some photos of the Bewick’s Wren, a House Sparrow, and a Mourning Dove. It was gray-in-gray, due to overcast. But in the afternoon, the sky cleared up. And we had a blue sky with lots of sunshine.
We always have about half a dozen of Mourning Doves sitting in our Bradford Pear trees. They usually get accompanied with a couple of White-winged Doves. Mainly they sit there and wait until Lexi and Luis are done with their business and go back inside, so the doves can go back to the feeder. But the doves also enjoy snoozing in our trees, while they wait for Spring to arrive. It can take only a few days, until our Bradford Pear trees will break out in blooms. And this is usually a sign for the Mourning Doves that the mating season has begun. The trees will blossom and then the leaves come in shortly after the petals dropped to the grounds. The birds will have a sturdy hiding spot for building their nests in the tree crowns. Until then, they eat themselves fat and round at my bird feeders.
This morning, I watched Mr. Squirrel climb down the tree. He sat on top of his empty critter feeder, kept his tail close to his body and tried to warm up in the Sun. He was debating, if he goes down to the food dish or stays to enjoy the sun rays a little bit longer. In the meantime Mr. and Mrs. Cardinal had a breakfast of peanut butter rolled in bird seeds with their friends, the House Sparrow and Gold Finch. A Mourning Dove sat on a tree branch and watched the critter and the songbirds from the distance. Later, a White-winged Dove joint the other dove in the tree. Both looked like puffed up balls in this cold weather. Each animal has it’s own way to stay warm, when it was only 14ºF this morning. One used it’s tail and the rays of the sun; some ate a warming meal of fatty peanut butter and seeds; and a couple more birds used their feathers to make air pockets. They know how to survive what Mother Nature throws at them.