I woke up earlier than usual this morning. I got up and took the garbage down to the corner.
There is a brisk coolness in the air. But I am still wearing shorts. Cold does not bother me like heat. When others are bundled up, I rarely even wear a sweater.
After I tossed my trash into the dumpster, I saw to my right gold leaves on the ground. Since the tree that hangs over into my yard is evergreen, and they cut the other two trees down, I no longer see fall leaves around my yard.
So I walked over and began picking them up. I imagine I was a strange sight, walking along the roadway picking up leaves. I saw a young man getting into his car. He probably thought I was dotty.
But you know what, I’ve long since lost the capacity to be embarrassed by what others think about my somewhat perplexing behavior.
That is the good thing about getting older. Your peculiar actions no longer embarrass you as they once would have. It is what it is and you are what you are.
I walked through my door and straight through to my patio, where I placed the gold leaves on the outdoor rug. It was as if I suddenly had “fall” in my yard too.
Charlie of course came over to inspect what I laid down.
Before I could even take a photo, a breeze disturbed my clump of leaves and blew some across the patio. I quickly photographed what was left before they were all scattered about.
I came inside and opened a couple of windows so the breeze could be felt inside.
The tomatoes, that have not been fit to eat for several months, have taken a turn for the better.
I have to postulate that the deep brown creases in the ones that I picked recently and threw away was due to the heat and not a disease, as I had thought. Because the two I just picked are perfect.
I’ll have good eating tonight with fresh homegrown tomatoes for supper.
The peppers are still producing, as indicated above.
This pepper plant is growing in a medium-sized pot and is now leaning over at about four feet high. Next year I’ll have to use a bigger container if I plant peppers.
And then there’s the female cardinal I captured.
I figure she must be young due to the “not quite there” crest on the top of her head, which is not yet a prominent feature.
Cardinal Mating Behavior…
“The males show off to attract a female. They also do the courtship and mate feeding.
“Females choose their mates based on the male’s ornamentation such as the size of his black face mask as well as the color of his plumage and bill.
“Mate feeding occurs when the male cardinal picks up a seed, hops near the female and the two touch beaks so the female can take the food. Mate feeding will go on until the female lays eggs and incubates them.
“Cardinals sing their best during the love season. They sing with great emphasis as evident in the swelling of their throat, spreading of their tail, drooping of wings and leaning from side to side as if performing on stage with much gusto.”
There is an old folklore saying that, “When a cardinal appears in your yard, it’s a visitor from heaven.”
May you come to find comfort in and remember:
Cardinals appear when angels are near.
So go now, sit outside and drink your tea.
Keep a look out for the little red bird —
It is there, your loved one will be.
Hello Abi, Charlie and I have missed you so very much. Please don’t be a stranger, sweet baby girl.