It’s that time of the year.
It’s time to “repair” the path around the house and we use hay. So I drove to a feed-shop (yes, not a home repair or DIY store) to get my fix-it material. For USD8.50 a year, which is the cost of a bale of hay ~ half laid on now & half for filling up later when needed, how wrong can you get?
2″ of spread out hay
No needle in this haystack, hay path, whatever you may call it…
I am no guru of Permaculture but I’ve come to the conclusion that trial and error is the best means to find out what works (& what doesn’t) on one’s own miniscule plot of land. So far, our hay path works well.
We have new neighbors! The colorful kind ~ ah yes, a new couple ~ I call them the ‘new birds on the block’ and they’re the Painted Bunting Family. I first saw them a week ago but *sigh* had no camera in hand.
This morning, as I quietly sat by the back patio steps, Mr. P. Bunting came for his breakfast.
The Painted Bunting
We made eye contact.
Is that showing a little bit of trust?
To me, he simply looks like an artist’s painting palette. In the days to come I hope Mrs. Bunting joins him for breakfast and allows her photo to be taken.
or Summer Solstice?
The nocturnal animals were having a “wail” of a time partying last night in my backyard. It was 3.30 a.m. and their wailing simply got louder and louder like a banshee style screaming alarm clock. It was 10 times louder than normal and I’m not kidding!
I finally decided to get my camera, went out the backdoor and recorded the sound effects of their crazy “moonshine” party.
I had no choice but to close the windows and wondered if these night partying animals were actually affected by Solar and/or Lunar peaks. Even with windows closed, I now bear the brunt of their noisy partying ~ puffy eyebags & bloodshot eyeballs ~ while they are in their states of blissful slumber.
Ever experienced a boozeless hangover? 😦
It has been raining continuously on alternate days, the cold fronts have come & gone with more anticipated since it’s (supposed to be) winter. Guests have also come and left, hopefully having enjoyed their visits.
While tidying the porch, with the rain falling at a steady pace, I noticed my neighbors simply lying down, without a care in the world, enjoying their meal in the rain. What better time to take break … so with umbrella in 1 hand and camera in the other … I went to get a better view.
Didn’t bother to head for shelter … what a life!
I did not need to entertain my guests … my neighbors did that for me. Each morning they excitedly counted the number of calves on the grassy ground. These are at least a week old because I think my human neighbors now have a “maternity ward” for their bovine pets and guide them there when they go into labor.
I call this one ‘Beigey’.
Beigey having breakfast.
I guess Brownie has had his/her feed and is now resting & sunbathing.
Early this morning, as I sat at the picnic bench on our side patio, admiring the sunrise, appreciating the cool, clean air, listening to bird chirps and the rustle of leaves ~ then in came my visitors.
He came in first and indulged in the goodies laid out.
Gentleman first … he must have been hungry.
Suddenly he hopped onto a Seagrape shrub just below and I could hear some angry chirping. Yes, it was real bird anger.
The visitors ~ she was mad at him.
Can you see the anger? the frown lines?
My neighbour has brought the Bull in to their ‘arena’, which happens to be right across the road from our driveway. It’s that summer “Ole!” time again.
He is not at all like the mean Bull in front of the NY Stock Exchange. In fact he looks kind and gentle and definitely not the bullying type. Oh yes, we will be viewing a bullish sentiment for a month or two.
This sweet young thing is going start a Bull Run soon.