Ketch-Up Tuesday

 

 

How is your week shaping up?

Nothing too news worthy here. Haven't made the NY Times Best Seller list. Haven't won the lottery. 😆

Momma, Poppa, Sibling Fox Sparrow and Mike and I have been keeping an eye on the baby.  It looks like the only thing keeping him from flying is very short tail feathers.  He hops and flutters around the backyard like a fiend.  He's very vocal when he's hungry and mom is still feeding him so maybe he's not as old as he looks.

As far as I can tell we've got baby bluebirds too.  Mom keeps sticking her head into the bird house with worms de jour dangling from her beak.  And though I've never seen birds going in or out, there's stuffing coming out of the birdhouse out front.   The little birdies have been busy:)

Totally off topic, has anyone tried Asiago rolls to make their toast with? It pairs well with pb and j 😏 

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May's calendar pictures.

 

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The month long poetry challenge is over.   Here's one last rendition from the HH.

Backwards

 

Paleontologists tell us 

That birds descended

From small feathered dinosaurs

If that is so,

What grisly creatures

(Ones before the humanoids)

Did we emerge from?

Then again,

Considering the damage done,

Maybe there is reverse

Evolution at work

And we are the grisly monsters

 Take special care, Blogger Buds.  Inquiring minds want to know how you are doing.

 

Ketch-Up Day

How are you? Are you having torrential storms or, like us, in an extreme drought?  We had a little rain Saturday and the birds were literally dancing in the street.

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 More Eternal Garden pics

 

The baby Robin has already flown the nest.  I saw a Robin yesterday carrying building materials. I don't know if it was Mom or Dad or a different Robin. If it was Mom, that bird needs a vacation.

 Little black (green) berries. 

 

The squirrel must have got interrupted burying his nuts since he left a couple behind and an unfilled hole. 
 

Not the usual  visitor to the bird bath.

 

 

 

 And last but not least, a gift from the HH. 

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Critter pics 

Maisy 

Louie
 

Callie

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Another Poem for the April Challenge from the HH. The prompt: Dog-eared.

Dog Ears

Dogs come with all manner of ears

Long and floppy

Short and erect

Ones that tip

 

My dog’s ears are

The short tippy kind

Usually forward and tipped

But sometimes flopped back

 

She can also extend them sideways

Looking like Dumbo about to take off

She can also do one flap down

Sometimes the right, sometimes the left

 

I am guessing there is

Some meaning to that

One thing is certain

She hears what she wants to

 

Kind of like people

 

That's it for now, Blogger Buds.

Ketch-Up Day

How are you? How's your weather? We are in the middle of a drought.  I mowed Sunday. Pollen was flying like dust.  Of course, I didn't think about wearing a mask till after I started hacking:) We desperately need rain. For those of you who are getting too much wet stuff, feel free to send it our way:)

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Pics from the Eternal Garden.

 The blackberry bush. (See the pollen hanging on it?)

 

 

Pollen on the pavers and more in the grass.

 

The amaryllis and more pollen. Tired of hearing me whine about the pollen yet?;)

 

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This is so weird.....My onions started sprouting in the pantry.

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Maise

 

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The HH is in a poetry writing challenge this month and here is one he wrote yesterday:

When Words Appear

     Despite plausible theories,

     No one can really say

     Exactly how words

     Become available

     Just when they are needed,

     Nor why they hide so carefully

     In the tall grass

     Of our minds

     Creating a thicket of frustration

     When they don’t.

     There’s such a slim margin

     Between just OK words

     And the magnificence

    Of putting the correct words

     In their places.

 

 That's it for now, Blogger Buds. Been doing anything fun and exciting?