A Ceiling Fan And Cottontail Morning Coffee Muses
It’s a warmish start to the day. Mostly clear with just a few high wispy clouds. Of in the distance someone is mowing. Closer by the birds are supplying their normal chorus. I’m starting to see dragonflies patrolling the backyard and a spider has tried to web the weather station.
Our resident cottontail hopped across half of the yard before hiding under the cars or the shed for the day. Hmmm, we might have more than one… earlier I noted to myself how big and brown the cottontail was. Just now another one hopped to the remnant woods at the back of our place. It seemed smaller and grayer than the one I spotted earlier.
This feels like a perfect summer’s day… Starting out at 70 degrees, sunny, nice breeze, filled with birdsong. Too bad our actual summer days feel nothing like this.
There’s a fairly large moon ghosting in the sky. Pale and blueish as it sets towards the western horizon. A reminder of nights bright with moon glow… if only we had a cloudless night. Alt it takes to cover the night sky with clouds here abouts is a predictable astronomical event. Every time we hear of a meteor shower, a lunar eclipse, a comet in the sky the clouds roll in a shut down the view. As a kid, whenever we visited our grandparents, the thing I recall most is the summer evenings spent on the lawn listening to grandpa tell his tall tales as we watched the stars come out. We all sat in an assorted collection of mismatched lawn chairs hoping for a meteor sighting or, even better a satellite. We were far enough out in the country that there was no light pollution ( I don’t even think the term existed), and the sky was filled with stars. The milky way made a splash of light that stretched across the sky from horizon to horizon. Three generations of family enjoying time together…
And Another In A Long Line Of Overcast Morning Coffee Muses
My Kindle just wouldn’t play nice with this website this morning. After trying and trying to get this post done outside I gave up and came in to finish… I stopped in the kitchen for another cup of muses and decided I would like an early breakfast so I toasted a couple of slices of Dave’s bread and fried myself three eggs in coconut oil.
A funny thing happened to the morning overcast… The minute I came in… It cleared up, and now looking out my window it’s sunny… Gotta love Texas weather.
I am sitting here watching a Red-bellied Woodpecker on the feeder out front. He and his mate have been daily visitors for the last month or more. Practically every time I look out one or the other is on the feeder, and sometimes both are there. Watched the male have an argument with a blue jay yesterday. I am seeing more doves in the last week… Both mourning and white wings. The number of chickadees and titmice have been down this year. And I haven’t seen a Carolina wren in ages. I miss all three. This year I am seeing more mockingbirds after a almost complete absence last year.
Warm, Muggy, March Morning Coffee Muses
There’s a soccer ball on the yard, blown there by yesterday’s winds. The same wind that had the plastic bag under the wisteria dancing circles in the air. Around and around the bag was dancing, first along the ground… then above head high. Dancing… Circling… Twirling… A virtual waltz in the air.
More rain is in the forecast this morning. Already this spring it’s looking very Irish about the place… there’s a green glow coming on all the growing plants. The air itself seems to be greening… Causing the cardinals to appear lit as the sit and sing upon a limb.
A cottontail just hopped out upon the yard. There’s almost always one somewhere on the place. Sometimes seen often, but, sometimes for months on end, seen not at all.
A Beautiful Repeat Morning Coffee Muses.
Today’s starting out to be a perfect repeat of yesterday. Cool temperature, warm sun, blustery breezes… another almost perfect spring morning to enjoy with my coffee.
Watching the treeline around me come to green life is a rite of spring that always lifts the spirits. And, though March’s winds seemed to arrive a month early, it’s nice to see they plan to stay awhile yet. I was so afraid the entire seasonal calendar was going to advance a month and we would be moving into “March Showers” now.
One of the sad things about this accelerated seasonal turning is that my visiting Goldfinches seem to have headed north a bit early. And for some reason, I’m not seeing as many chickadees and titmice as I have in the past. So the visitors to my front feeders are mostly the larger birds at this time… cardinals, blue jays, doves, and woodpeckers.
Time for another cup of joe…