Nature is waking up all around me. I saw this bird on the fence bordering the alley out front. It looks like a hawk, but it wasn’t very big. Does anyone recognize this bird?
It has been rainy here lately, giving the plants a spring boost. The hostas are an inch or so tall. Sedums are aplenty. I’m still waiting to identify other seedlings that are coming up.
I’ve been out on the patio moving pots around. I’ll think I have them arranged just how I want them. Then while I’m standing inside at the patio door looking out I will change my mind.
I like to have groupings of pots that are gathered together be varied in height, so I’ll go out and raise the empty pots with bricks. I like to get them situated before I fill them with dirt and plants, which will be in a few short weeks.
There was about 10 minutes of hail pelting the patio, as you can see above. The dogs didn’t know what it was and kept barking at it.
Every morning the male cardinal sings me awake. I wonder if he is singing to his female counterpart. Such a sweet melody he sings.
The sparrows out front are quite busy in the shrubs under my front window. It is continuous chirping as they hop around out there. Sometimes I see fluff in their beaks and I know they are busy building nests.
The tree that hangs over my patio is all greened up. I imagine it will be full of white buds and blooming soon, letting loose its potent perfume.
I find it amusing that I live in the middle of a big city and yet I don’t ever recall having such plentiful nature all around me. A slice of heaven it truly is.
And of course there are the silly squirrels taunting Charlie from the patio.
Between the squirrels and the birds, Charlie and I have daily entertainment. Abi isn’t very interested in our patio visitors.
To each their own.