Probing
the grass for yummies.
…
but still can’t get the shot.
A
rustle in the leaves.
A
glimpse of tail feathers.
A
partially obstructed silhouette.
Just
enough information. Crimson-collared Grosbeak! Female.
If
we could have seen it well, it would have looked like this.
(Not
my photo)
It’s
called crimson-collared because the male looks like this.
(Not
my photo)
Not
very many of them around.
…to
get a good photo of this peregrine falcon. He’s perched on a water tower.
It’s
kind of far away.
I
get as close as I can.
We
can tell it’s a peregrine.
Just
can’t get a great closeup.
… on the Great
Backyard Bird Count 4 day weekend.
It’s a big deal:
Over
7,000 species of birds identified.
192
Countries reporting
We’ve
been contributing. 30 species today from Anzalduas Park.
GBBC Halftime
Report: Here's What has been accomplished so far.
There's still more fun to be had! Get out, or stay in, and join the world
watching birds!
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There aren’t supposed to
be noises under the house. We called Donald.
Donald might be the
world’s greatest bug guy. He’ll take care of any pest problem. He
sprays bugs, traps rats, and relocates possums. Donald came by and
inspected under the house. He found a point of entry and evidence that a
possum had taken up residence. The situation needed to be dealt with
because if left alone, the possum would continue on to work its way up inside
the sub floor of the house and make a mess of everything it could get into, so
he closed up the entry point and set a critter trap under the house. He
baited it with freshly cut grapefruit from his yard.
It didn’t take long.
That night, we heard the possum rustling around directly under the living room
while we were watching TV. Later that night, we heard a “clink”, like a
cell door being closed, directly under the bedroom. We sent a text to
Donald.
This morning, Donald
retrieved the trap.
Complete with possum.
We
don’t want possums under our houses, but in nature possums are good for the
environment. They scavenge. They eat snakes, rodents, and
insects. This guy got relocated to a nearby wild area. It should be
fine there. We should be fine here.
Thank
you, Donald, world’s greatest bug guy.
We
got a Christmas Letter from Dave and Sandy. It’s on my desk.
Great
friends. We enjoy them every time we visit. Pleasant
attitudes. Interesting. Animated. Knowledgeable. A
shared interest in birds. Sandy is younger. We’ve teased David
about being 80, while we still aren’t.
Just
before that Christmas letter arrived, we got word that a fall and a subsequent
cascade of medical events led to David’s untimely death. Our hearts go
out to Sandy and family. The new reality is inescapable for them.
Me, I can set that Christmas letter aside and not read it yet. When I do
read it, it will be knowing it’s the last time we will ever get something from
them together. I don’t want that part to be over.