Ever wonder where the time goes? It was just March and now it’s May. What happened to April? It flew by like a bunch of swallows before a storm. Oh, speaking of swallows (nice segway, right? wink, wink) I put up a wood duck nesting box but a pair of tree swallows have claimed it for their own. Way cool.
Here’s the scoop: a while back, before the biblical floods of April, a friend came buy to help me install a wood duck box I purchased on Amazon. Truth be told, he installed it and I played in my gardens, saying ‘Hi!’ to all the tender shoots peeking their heads out of the soil.
Okay, sorry, back to the story. So my friend put up the box and my new dog, Harlee, decided to help out. But then he, (Harlee, not my friend) saw a chipmunk and lost interest in the nesting box.
‘Tell me about Harlee,’ you say? Well, sure. I adopted him through Labs4Rescue and he’s a Borador: part Lab and part Border Collie. http://www.dogbreedplus.com/dog_breeds/border_collie_lab_mix.php
I’ve had him a little over a month and he’s amazing; packed with energy and able to smell a chipmunk from twenty miles away.
Back to the story. Sooo, after ‘we’ finished installing the nesting box, it hit–the flood!!!!
A pair of wood ducks tried to move into the box. Sadly, when the rain swept in, they flew out. Happily, now I have tree swallows. The End
How could I forget, while the river was rising, we had a slew of news trucks on the road capturing all the excitement. Actually, I’m using the word ‘excitement’ loosely–very loosely. Watching the river rise is similar to watching paint dry; only with ducks.
As for today, May 1st, I received a wonderful surprise at one of the feeders. A red-breasted grosbeak showed up for an annual photo op. It seems every year, right about early May, I’ll spot one male for a brief moment.
If you stop by my house, you’ll notice I don’t have lush lawns. I have patches of green, surrounded by brown. However, I do have American robins. And you know what they say?
I can hear you shouting ‘What about the ducks?’ Relax, a post wouldn’t be a post without a duck bulletin. Ahem, here goes: I’ve got nothing. Seriously, nada. After the flooding the ducks were confused as to where the water was supposed to be and then it wasn’t there and… oh my, life was in chaos. Only recently have two pairs of ducks come by for a little dusk-time feeding.
You can tell Ruby because she has a heavy hand with the white eyeliner, the skank! Amber is more sedate and befitting a nest on the Concord River.
Time will tell if I get chicks from Ruby or Amber. A bunch of henless drakes have been loitering on the beach. Tonight when Carlos brought Ruby by, the fellas took off after her. It’s a jungle on my river.
That’s it! That’s all I have for now. I wish you a wonderful May Day and hope you find a festive pole to dance around. As for me, I’m going to hang with the critters on my river.
Blessed be :}
Oops! You thought I forgot, didn’t you?
Time to get the feeders up!