Day Ninety Five 2011

The secret life of tulips.

Day Ninety Four 2011

Grandson Elijah and I caught a little jump time on the trampoline this afternoon right before the storms came through.

"No more pictures!" He thinks if he hides his face, I can't take his picture. He don't know me very well, do he?

Gratuitous posed picture of cute grand kid. He's wearing his new T Ball cap and shirt. His team is the Muck Dogs sponsored by Hidden Hollow. He says practice is hard, not fun, and boring. That's what video games do to a kid, I guess. Anyway, let the games begin! In about a week.

He really wanted this tulip for his mom, so I cut the two yellow ones we have in the yard, figuring the wind and rain would destroy them. Put them in a glass with water and brought them inside. He forgot to give them to his mom after all. Oh well. Tomorrow is another day. (God willing!)

Day Ninety Three 2011

80 degrees today. W I N D Y! This was my view from my front porch swing this afternoon while I did a little reading and enjoyed being a big lazy slug. You got to grab it while you can get it. The weekend flies by. Monday comes all too soon.

Day Ninety Two 2011

Today looked like spring. Felt like fall. Not a bad combination.

Day Ninety One 2011

The Mourning Dove. My question is how do they tell each other apart? I can just hear one of them now: "Honey, is that you? Oh, sorry, I thought you were...."

Here are some fun facts I didn't know about these creatures. (They've always seemed a bit dumb to me, lumbering around the yard, but since I read this, I have a new respect for them):

The Mourning Dove is one of the most abundant and widespread of all North American birds. It is also the leading game bird, with up to 70 million birds shot annually in the U.S., both for sport and for meat. Its ability to sustain its population under such pressure stems from its prolific breeding: in warm areas, one pair may raise up to six broods a year. Its plaintive woo-oo-oo-oo call gives the bird its name. The wings can make an unusual whistling sound upon take-off and landing, and the bird is a strong flier, capable of speeds up to 88 km/h (55 mph). Mourning Doves are light grey and brown and generally muted in color. Males and females are similar in appearance. The species is generally monogamous, with two squabs (young) per brood. Both parents incubate and care for the young. Mourning Doves eat almost exclusively seeds, but the young are fed crop milk by their parents. (from Wikipedia)

Did you learn something? Good. Now go and have a happy weekend!