Today was just one of those days, I didn’t feel like doing much. Some days are there for being lazy and do a whole bunch of nothing. But I still went outside to do my daily photography. Kevin found a young toad, when he worked on mulching the west side of the house. A Pearl Crescent butterfly enjoyed some nectar from the blooming Lantana flowers. The Texas sunset was beautiful as always. And I could capture the Moon in some clouds; a very beautiful and dramatic setting, we’ve had this evening.
While Kevin mowed the lawn, I planted my agastache, bee balm, lemon balm, and scabiosa in the frontyard garden. Sara noticed the grasshopper on the lawn, when we were done watering the flowers. I asked her to get my camera. With the Nikon I tried to to get as close as possible to the insect. First, the grasshopper was a bit shy and wanted to hide deep by the roots in the soil. But when it was comfortable enough, it poked its head out again. It wasn’t time for Flip to call it a day, yet. Very quietly I rested on the ground and captured photos of the grasshopper. At the end Flip was so comfortable with me being around, we watched the sunset together.
After sundown, we’ve got a not-every-day visit from a Yellow-crowned Night Heron. First it landed on the neighbor’s roof across the street; rested for a little bit; walked down to the gutter; to end up in the neighbor’s frontyard, before it crossed the street to end up strutting on our front lawn. Katelynn and Sara observed the bird for a little bit. When the heron had enough, it flew into another neighbor’s tree. By that time, it was too dark to make out the bird between the leaves. ~ Good night, little Yellow-crowned Night Heron! It was nice to meet you and come for a visit in our yard.
This evening, we had one “Mocker” sitting so perfectly in the neighbor’s tree, that the Moon was behind the bird and the last rays of the Sun were reflecting in an orange-red shade on its feathers. The Mockingbird sang a song about Spring, warmth, sunshine, mating and probably a couple lines about the rising Moon. I just hope for him, he’s not the Bachelor, that sits in a nearby tree and sings this very same song from 2:30 – 4:00 every morning.
For a couple of weeks, I’ve noticed a smaller squirrel coming to our feeders. When I approached the feeder, it didn’t move but trembled. It was very young, and didn’t know what to do. Then it dawned on me, that this little one is still a “baby”, and has to learn about it’s surroundings. Now, I make sure that our dogs and cats are not outside, when “Baby” visits the feeder. Momma Squirrel keeps an eye on him. But he is already very independent. The girls will give “Baby” a new and more appropriate name, soon. In the meantime, it’s the baby in the Fox Squirrel Family.
Happy Mother’s Day!
The warm and the rainy days help the garden to progress very quickly. Flora and Fauna are flourishing. Our Meyer Lemon tree has a lot of flower buds; and we have a first blossom. The tomatoes are growing fast. Planting them on a good layer of compost did the trick. The peach tree is full with fruits. I can’t wait for July to come, so I can harvest them.
A little Bewick’s Wren made its home in the nestbox outside of Katelynn’s window. She loves it, when the wren wakes her up with a beautiful song every morning. The Blue Jays are very pleased, how the raised beds come along. The birds did their part of growing the beds as well. Lots of seeds turned into seedlings. In Summer, they will enjoy a Sunflower “jungle”.
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.