Naturely update
The baby birds I wrote about here have long since left the nest, but I thought you might enjoy this shot of them singing for their supper. I call it, "Three Tenors":
And those two great buys from the estate sale earlier this summer? Well, they've been holding cut flowers from the garden every day, all summer long. Here's the wooden box with the tiny white pitchers, filled with zinnias. It sits on the kitchen windowsill. How can you not love zinnias, they're so darned happy all the time:
And here's the old tin pitcher, with a mix of blooms:
A few days ago I pondered hanging out a "Nature Preserve" shingle and charging admission to the back yard. Througout the course of the day, I saw two bunnies frolicking in the black-eyed susans, one fat groundhog eating stalks of heliopsis (false sunflower), a chipmunk scurrying up the rose of sharon, and a skunk, scavaging under the bird feeder for dropped seeds. That's a LOT for our suburban back yard; I wish Mother Nature would take her unruly kids and go play out in the country somewhere.
And those two great buys from the estate sale earlier this summer? Well, they've been holding cut flowers from the garden every day, all summer long. Here's the wooden box with the tiny white pitchers, filled with zinnias. It sits on the kitchen windowsill. How can you not love zinnias, they're so darned happy all the time:
And here's the old tin pitcher, with a mix of blooms:
A few days ago I pondered hanging out a "Nature Preserve" shingle and charging admission to the back yard. Througout the course of the day, I saw two bunnies frolicking in the black-eyed susans, one fat groundhog eating stalks of heliopsis (false sunflower), a chipmunk scurrying up the rose of sharon, and a skunk, scavaging under the bird feeder for dropped seeds. That's a LOT for our suburban back yard; I wish Mother Nature would take her unruly kids and go play out in the country somewhere.