Backyard Reflections: Outdoors again...

BE READY...

I spotted him one day in early spring before anyone else said a word. I even texted a friend to say he was here. I was overcome with excitement when I saw him....maybe my shriek scared him off? Truth was...I wasn't ready. His feeder was empty. I am still waiting for his return. He left and has never returned for me to enjoy. He is my entertainment on my porch in the mornings and evenings. I am sick about his disappearance. I am giving this another shot. Please Mr. Hummingbird...come back and see me again. (I promise I will not scream this time.)

BIRDS ARE JUST LIKE US...

Three wires run across the backyard property line. A bird sat on the top wire. After a while, another bird came along and obviously wanted the wire that the bird sat on and the exact same spot. The bird raised his wings and hollered as he tried to fight off the bird who wanted what he had. The other bird flew away. So, the bird went back to his sitting and cleaning...minding his own business and then I am telling you no sooner than he was settled another bird came along who obviously wanted the same wire and spot he had. The bird once again raised his wings and hollered as he tried to shoo away the second bird. Away went the second bird. So, the bird began cleaning and sitting in the spot he had defended. Would you believe just a few seconds later ANOTHER bird different from others flew into the same wire trying to get the same spot. The bird raise his wings and hollered as he fought off the third bird. The third bird was bigger than the others but eventually he gave up and flew on. As I sat there watching I thought what in the world...the bird went right back to his spot cleaning and resting on the top wire. After a minute...he flew away too. Why in the world would he put up such a fight? Then it hit me....GOSH! Birds are just like some people I know...they really don't want that something they fight others about but don't want anyone else to have it either. heehee

CAST AND REEL...

Chloe Jo had her first fishing lesson in the backyard. (No fish involved) David taught her how to cast and then reel it in. She actually had to push down the button and release it then hold the pole a certain way as she reeled in her catch. I can still hear her mischievous laughter as she reeled in with Buzz trying to catch the end of her line:) She did a great job. I do not know why I worry about her. Everyone says she is like her daddy but I know she is a lot like me too. Anything she really wants to do...she works at it. My problem is she wants to do everything I am trying to do better (her way)!

STORMS...

Things are just now getting back to normal since the recent storms that hit my neighborhood. We just have a few finishing touches on Chloe Jo's playhouse. David's dad, Papa, actually put her house back together with an old cedar fence he had saved. He salvaged what could be salvaged and repaired the broken pieces. You know storms are gonna come.  Just like the playhouse we have to pick up the broken pieces and with the help of others put things back together somehow.

BERMUDA GRASS...

I'm just trying to keep the weeds out of my life. Isn't that what we really are all doing? I absolutely cannot imagine why anyone would plant Bermuda grass. It is my enemy every summer. It tries to work its way into all of my flowerbeds...It is almost impossible to kill.  It is fast and sneaky. Just when you think you have dug every root of it out...after a good rain you will see it creeping through the edges again.  I hate it. I hate all weeds.

Lots going on in my backyard this weekend for sure.  I'm feelin' a N-A-P on the porch today. New Guinea Imps in the whiskey barrel and new ferns for the carport. I've got another lounge chair ready so come on over.