*After fifteen years of looking out at scraggly grass, I am really loving this garden. When I got home tonight I sat and watched a juvenile mockingbird forlornly hopping around the patio, cheeping plaintively, stretching its wings again and again but not quite mustering the courage to use them. When another mockingbird (a sibling with advanced motor skills, I think--it still had some speckles on its breast too) suddenly swooped down, the kid lurched aloft with a brief FLAP FLAP FLAP before crashing into the caladiums. It resumed hopping across the yard, still cheeping, still stretching its wings. When I told the Scientist about it, he said that yesterday he saw a young bird following its parent, mouth open plaintively, as the parent ruffled its feathers and turned away. Tough love!
*I'm sorry you missed the Scientist's impression of a hungry half-grown bird.
*We had the front yard landscaped last Saturday, and it looks wonderful too. We got some bicolored gingers that are among the most gorgeous things I've ever seen. I'll take a picture of them soon. Please forgive all my flower pictures. I just can't get over all these fabulous plants (and thank you, Lord, for the sprinkler system we installed last year, without which this would not be possible).
* I wanted to go to one of RLP's Franciscan retreats in June, but I'm already signed up for an Asperger's conference on the Friday I had intended to go. Rats.
*All of our peaches are in the freezer now. The tree is still small, and there weren't enough to bother with canning. Maybe next year we'll have enough for preserves.
*My dear spouse and my dear dog have returned from their evening stroll, so I think I'll go down and join them now.