Fall is coming
My best guess is that fall is nearly here, despite what the calendar says… I'll tell you why. Every spring, very early spring, Ms. Robin appears in our yard outside the bedroom window. She is a busy body if I ever saw one. She flits tree to tree to establish which set of junipers will be hers. Sometimes it is the set of two in the rock courtyard, while other times it is the front three that are far, far away from the other birds. Around the time that she came back this year, the red-winged blackbird had already made its first appearance. At this time of the year, snow can still fly. The first year that we lived here, I was panicked because there was no food on the trees and the earth was too frozen to retrieve worms from. So, I headed to the nearest grocery store and bought dried fruit and frozen blueberries. She wasn't too keen on the mushy blueberries, but loved the dried fruit. Robins live approx. two years and my feeding them has gone on now for fifteen. Every spring, I ...
