If not for Phoebe, Julie Zickefoose’s daughter, I would not have looked at this Cheeto twice. But when I pulled it out of the bag, it reminded me of a Y chromosome.
See? You never know what level of entertainment you will get here on
Susan Gets Native!
We have been hiding a dirty secret here at the Williams’ manor. We have mice in the basement. As in where I sit every night to write this blog. That’s why I have been absent for the past few days. We have live-caught two so far. The first one we released in the yard. But it may have returned. I read a study where scientists tagged mice, released them 3 miles away from where they were caught, and they returned within a week. So today, after catching the second, I decided that 3 miles wouldn’t do it. I took them to my Mom’s house…47.3 miles away (give or take a few miles for a side trip to Starbucks) I couldn’t get a photo of the little guy, because he was VERY ready to go when I opened the trap in her garden. Enjoy country life, little vermin.
This is Dave Tennant, educator at RAPTOR. I will be observing/helping him with programs for the next few months to get my feet wet, and hopefully soon will be doing my own programs. He has been doing this for years, and it’s a real treat to hear him talk about the birds. What a nice guy…It will be fun to shadow him.
(And I’m sure you recognize Lucy, the Peregrine Falcon, by now!)
***A photo to mess with Rita’s mind***
Isabelle has a thing for pet carriers. She used to crawl into Roxy’s carrier (that’s my in-laws’ dog) and today she realized that she fit into Bailey’s carrier (that’s my Mom’s dog). It freaks Rita out to see one of her precious granddaughters in a cage. Please don’t call Children’s Services. We let her out. Eventually.
While Isabelle and I were checking nests and the corn and pumpkin plants, I happened to peek into the well for the basement window, and there was a nice little Eastern Brown snake. As I sit here and type this, the window that he is pressed against in right above my head. Ever get the feeling that you’re being watched???
Geoff loves to search for animal/bird stories for me, and he came up with a very nice one about Whooping Cranes.
Note: These plants took a ride in my trunk, so they look a little lopsided)
Little Bluestem. A sweet little guy who will hopefully take over a problem corner.
Swamp Milkweed. Thanks, Laura, for the seed offer! But I like instant gratification if I can get it. It’s going in the marsh/pond thingy I have going, but not until I am happy with the shape and depth of the marsh.