Musings on daily events in my unremarkable life as a retired person who has found way too many things to do.
By: osdianna , 3:23 AM GMT on June 03, 2013
Sunshine today, and a welcome sight it was, with wind but not enough to keep the windows closed. I put Maggie in the back yard and headed out to the nearby Grays Harbor National Wildlife Refuge to lead a spring & summer birds field trip. The boardwalk, or Sandpiper Trail as it is formally known, is lined with willows and twinberry, blackberry vines covered with flowers, and the marsh wrens were out in good numbers, as were the song sparrows. We heard warblers but only managed to see one yellow warbler, saw several cedar waxwings, black-capped chickadees with begging fledglings following them from limb to limb, and tons of cliff swallows still building nests under the roofline of the airplane hangers.
We had great blue herons, Canada Geese, savannah sparrows, brown-headed cowbirds, gulls of mixed breeds, a crow or two, robins, a few flickers and the resident osprey. We were thrilled to be out in just shirtsleeves, because the afternoon wind usually comes up and gets pretty cool. In short, it was a great day to be outdoors.
Meanwhile, I left screened windows open for Dutchie and Fluff, who had to stay indoors for the extent of time I was gone. So after I fed them, I let Dutchie out and stood and watched as she left the yard, crossed the street to the empty lot, and crouched down intently focused on something I couldn't see. I walked out to see what it was...it was the big male cottontail. I warned her he could kick her butt, then left her alone to watch the bunny. He is well aware of the cats in the neighborhood but I don't think he is the least bit worried about them. Nevertheless, he stays very still; no sense tempting fate.
It wasn't more than 10 minutes later I checked again, and she was walking back home and came back inside.
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