A beautiful spring morn!
S.W. wind bringing methane from the landfill.
Might be time to call and ask why they are not flaring it off...
My attempts at yard work are showing effect.
A male Robin has been serenading out back all morning.
Bragging up the mess of a yard up to an unseen lady Robin...
Here is a great nesting site. Here is a hunting ground to feed young.
No cat in sight.
Other males can be heard farther away. Laying claims to territories and practicing threat calls when they fly down to the ground. Then back up in a tree to serenade some more.
There/they are the male songs of Robins you can tell , but subtle nuance and individuality in them too. The one in the back yard seems young , and volume seems more important that precision , for now.
A nuthatch came in out back , indifferent to the Robins seductive attempts at being the neighborhood Pavarotti , but at the same time steering clear of the male Robin staking a claim as it climbed about looking for brunch as nuthatches are wont to do.
Last nights rain settled the dust.
Hints of green raise hope for some roots to hold the sand if not driven or trod on too much. Which is often the case when it's dry.
Winter plowing is hard on the prior years attempts at colonization by weeds and grasses.
But , we'll see what this year brings ....
Plantain is not emerging yet.
I've tried to get the oak and maple leaves off where it thrives, and warned the ladyfriend to keep the dogs from insulting the best area of it. Ya, we'll see there too..