We had ten male cardinals at the feeder yesterday. Six females hanging out in the wings. We don't usually get that many. Not at once. Beautiful! The blue jays were missing yesterday, too, like we were part of some neighborhood bird exchange program. Hmm... We did get another foot (and then some) of snow this... Continue Reading →
Day Eighteen: Wednesday, June 6th, Through the Desert to Hurricane, UT
Up at the butt-crack of dawn and eager to get moving. From furnace to fire, but there is always hope that Utah's in for an unexpected cold front. How was the drive? Hot. Hotter than the fourth level of hell, where the AC is most definitely broken. Fortunate turn of events though... In a wave... Continue Reading →
How quickly we forget OR Julio the Robin returns
I thought he was a cardinal. You see, we have several male cardinals who love the tippy-topmost perch on our toothpick pine; it is the quintessential podium from which to preach and warble. If they danced, I am sure this would be where their moves would be displayed. The cardinals claim the pine more in the summer,... Continue Reading →
