Monday, April 30, 2012
Bird Memories and Attack Frogs
Camper Sue gifted me this sign, knowing my frog obsession. It is proudly displayed so that all who enter can see it. I have just one question .... am I the attack frog?
The weather does not heed signs. I took this picture as the hail was drumming my roof. Looks like a waterfall, but is is the hail and rain coming off the roof.
The side yard. Looks like it snowed!
In the back yard, Toni Louise was beside herself as she tried to choose one to chew on. She loves ice. It is like a treat to her. I tried to encourage the other guys to join her in the yard, but Wall-E was having none of that. He was traumatized by the beating on the roof. Oscar just looked at me disdainfully and returned to his bed for a nap.
I ventured out to check my trees and plants for damage. Those are peaches on the ground. Hundreds of them, it seemed. I was sad about that.
Looks like I have plenty left on the tree, though.
The rain barrel is overflowing.
Remember the bird that chased me from the laundry room? She was determined to build her nest in a sheltered area. This was her next stop. On the front porch atop the shade I installed for my Mama and Daddy. They like to sit in the rockers on the front porch in the late afternoon.
The nest has eggs in it, so I won't disturb it until her babies can fly. She is tolerant of me as I water plants and sweep. I did swing the broom at her in my flight from the laundry room. Do birds have memories?
It was not a good weekend to camp with the hail storm blowing through. It rained yesterday morning and cleared up in the afternoon. Rained in the night and was still raining this morning. I walked out in the mist to see if anything was popping through the soil in the garden. I can hear the ground trying to absorb all the water and the grass needs attention, but, it is way too wet.
So, today is a house cleaning day.