Oh, joy, I was there at the right moment to capture the special delivery dinner Mrs. Robin had for her newly hatched robins. Those lucky birds...gooey worms for dinner. Yuck. But, I've learned that it's best not to yuck someone else's yum. Enjoy the photos! And then she launched into the tree - Disappeared. And… Continue reading Oh, goody, worms for dinner
Tag: Bird Watching
Ewe… the grossest weekend project crossed off of my to-do list
As if we don't have enough unfinished projects in our own house, I'm finding that the garage isn't much better. We, humans, left things to tend to later, and there are also things that the mice left behind for us to tend to eventually. I discovered their crafty work, lurking in dark spaces. I even… Continue reading Ewe… the grossest weekend project crossed off of my to-do list
How to leave the day on a wise note
How could I have wasted the longest day of the year by being tired? The first day of summer has come and gone. And I went to bed at 7 pm. Say, what?! Shocking, I know. I should be ashamed. Just zip your lips... And hear me out... All I've got to show for the… Continue reading How to leave the day on a wise note
A welcome trail to and from the empty nest
In one month I've had the opportunity to see both of our daughters. As they came and went, I thought back to when they were just little tikes that needed their parents. They've grown quickly and that time in life now seems so far off. A well-loved and somewhat distant memory. I didn't get to… Continue reading A welcome trail to and from the empty nest
Let’s party like the Orioles do!
Skittishly perched on branches in disguise, it's only his songful presence you become aware he is there. Precariously adventurous, ready and willing to flip around the party to get the best bite. Fittingly flitting from spot to spot to share the space. Predominantly handsome, with a belly as bright as his target. Playfully pausing as… Continue reading Let’s party like the Orioles do!
Evaluating self-made madness of an empty nest
As an empty nester mom, I often sit, looking at the wild yonder of our yard, and wonder if I'm doing the right thing. Right by myself, being patient and letting my life, as it has changed, or evolved, take over and guide me onto the next stages, or if I've gone mad and am… Continue reading Evaluating self-made madness of an empty nest