Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Friday, December 19, 2008

It has been so very wet around here lately,



that you could almost forget that we were in a drought this time last year. The squirrel family is gaining weight and their children are now going on a special diet, unprecidented for squirrels. They had a little too much Thanksgiving feasting. Last year we were trying to find nuts to give to them.
It is amazing how the weather changes and how we can always find something to complain about the weather.
Last year, when we could see the little squirrel ribs poking out, it was so sad. This year when they are running slower and stepping on the scale every morning, before school it is just as sad. but we do have a tendency to overdo it. Don't we?
Fog and water and rain have been so prevalent that it nearly feels like...London?
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For the Birds?

For the Birds?
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Sparrow's Spring nest

Mr. and Mrs. Sparrow were caught, by me yesterday, shopping together for a new home. They flitted and flirted, just outside my window. Talking and discussing and lovingly disagreeing, if not arguing the benefits and the pitfalls of living at our house.
Mrs. Sparrow was very impressed with the 2 "ready made" nests hung outside our window. Mr. Sparrow hadn't even thought of them as "ready-made" nests. He used them for the provision of building materials for the private home that he had in mind in a surprise and hidden place. He doesn't like the openness, at all, of our porch. It's much too populated. When Mr. Sparrow gets it into his mind to give his sweet chicky a peck, he wants the freedom to do it without a bunch of younguns peeking over the nest to see what comes next.
Mrs. Sparrow was impressed that the porch was fully protected from hailstones. We all know what happened to a great many of last years' nests in that surprise hailstorm we had. Male birds seem to have a very short memory for storms. They have only one thing in mind in the nest building season... 03/09