Showing posts with label cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cat. Show all posts

Friday, July 26, 2013

Life goes on....

Tough day, emotionally, for me, after a tough week. Week? Haha, pretty much from the start of the year, as far as David goes. Another visit to the ER for my husband David yesterday. Still no resolution of course, not much they could or would do at this point. Chug, chug, chug...

A year ago my Mom passed away and I awoke feeling tearful. Today, July 26th, my dear long-time companion, Katy, who I've mentioned before on this blog, passed away.
 Oh, this is for birds?

Sure, she was just a stray from the Humane Society, but she gave me as much happiness as any pet could give. Being around 20 years old, she hadn't been well for a while and while I knew "her time" was near, I'm still devastated.

Being already high in the "grief-alert" category, and with everything else that has happened this summer and with yet to find a physician who seems to care a flying fig what happens to my husband's shoulder, I'm ill-prepared to handle the raw nerves exposed in grieving. Yet, just having laid to rest my dear cat in one of her favorite go-to spots, here it's difficult to dwell on loss when I'm surrounded by life in its extreme and wild beauty...colorful birds, flowers, trees, butterflies, bees, and dragonflies going on about their daily lives, oblivious to my loss. I see Katy everywhere I look, and probably always will. Heck, I still hear the sound of my golden retriever's chain when he walked and I lost him in 2000!

Katy, you may have been "just another cat" but you were, and always will be, precious to me. Thank you for the joy you gave me all these years. I hope I made you happy, made you feel loved, and that you lived a life a cat dreams of.

And, Mom? Yeah, I still miss you like crazy. I woke up thinking about how you giggled about the corniest jokes and I began the day crying. I still break down when I see your phone number in my contacts, but I can't bring myself to delete the entry. They say time is the great healer, but I'm not sure what healing even means anymore.

Yes, I'm pushing myself through this...I'm still an infant in many ways emotionally. PTSD had kicked my behind for years, shred my life into tatters, and sifting through the past few years of what's supposed to be left of me has been more of an ordeal than I expected, and am still unable to handle much. I've gained some strength and determination in ways I never had or expected before, though but don't realize it until they're called upon. Perhaps we get dealt what we need to make it to the next level. Maybe I can try to not feel that pain and loss, but feel that bliss, that comfort, that comes from having loved, and been loved.

Here in the Shawnee Forest, you can't see the sadness for the trees.

And life goes on....

Monday, June 10, 2013

Barn Swallows, Cliff Swallows, and the neighborhood raccoon

The other day I witnessed something I've certainly not seen before…a woodpecker being chased off the feeder! Not only that....but by a Mourning Dove! Doves seem so docile and unassuming when we watch them feeding (they even put up with the cowbirds!) but Cyril the Red-bellied Woodpecker decided the dove was too close on the feeder, and I saw him peck his long beak toward the dove aggressively. The dove would have none of that and I saw it spread its wings and walk toward the woodpecker with its head in full-pecking motion. Cyril flew off and the dove promptly went back to eating, undoubtedly quite pleased with itself. I doubt Cyril will be put off for long though.
The face-off was between the seemingly non-confrontational Mourning Dove....
 ...and Cyril, the Red-bellied Woodpecker, who we never thought would ever be pushed off of any feeder. Even the massive flocks of Cowbirds give way to the woodpeckers!
Learn to live and let live, Cyril! There's plenty of food for all of you. :)


Another of our regular critters that I've yet to talk about is "our" raccoon that we have named Nelson. Nelson, while annoying since he not only eats up anything in and out of sight, but raccoons are destructive. They will pick up absolutely everything, if there's nothing of use to consume, it just gets tossed over their shoulder so that we even get to clean up after them, including broken bits and bobs.
 
They can also certainly be entertaining, as most animals are if you stop and watch.  He has done some amazing feats (i.e., pulled a 35-lb bag of seed off stacked tubs to the ground) and some absolutely hilarious mishaps (i.e., missing a tree while jumping to it from our roof to escape David and on another occasion, jumping from the roof down to a window ledge, where we had put some birdseed…one night I looked over to see his nose and eyes peeking over the top of the ledge while one of his paws tried to reach the seed, only to find himself plummeting to the ground since he actually needed both hands…I mean paws…to hold on). We should have known better to leave our new tube-feeder out…yes, he of course jumped on it and it’s now on the ground with no seed in it.  

A few nights ago, David caught Nelson scouring our deck for food (as usual), except this time he was after the dog’s food bowl that had been left outside. Busted!
 
 
 As Nelson grabbed one side to pull it off the table, David sneaked up to it and grabbed the other side…and a tug of war ensued. Nelson would pull the bowl toward him, David would pull it back...Nelson grabbed it again and pulled...well, you get the picture. Nelson, doing what raccoons do, then pulls if off the table so he could run off with the whole thing and get rid of the human interloper.
David then successfully retrieved the bowl, while Nelson ultimately scampered off and let David win this round…for now 
 "What can I destroy and eat here?"
 Yeah...as I said, for now. Nelson certainly isn't going to let some seed go to waste, now is he?
 It's also hazardous having Nelson on our front deck at night, because once I opened the door to let one of our cats, Rosie, inside when I thought I heard her...except it was Nelson who had just knocked over a bucket of seed and was just outside the front door when I opened it. Not having my glasses on, at first I nearly ushered Nelson in, thinking it was Rosie! Well, in my defense, it was also nighttime! She does resemble a raccoon....
The Barn Swallows have decided to nest in the workshop area this year (last year it was near the back of the house). They are breeding visitors here, and they wasted no time getting down to business! Not that we mind since they feed almost entirely on insects, which they pick out of the air in their quick, graceful flights. They are 5 ½ - 7” in length, with the tail deeply forked; glossy dark blue above, light rufous below, with darker throat. They prefer open woodlands, other open areas, farmlands, and suburbs. Similar to the Cliff Swallow, the Barn Swallow also builds their mud nests in culverts, under wharves and bridges, and inside sheds, garages and barns.
 
These photos were taken by David around May 25th, when the nest was being built.
 You can hopefully see the bit of stuff in its beak, ready to put on the nest.

 The nest...a work in progress...
The next set of photos were taken earlier this month. The swallow likes to perch on this wire since it is a prime spot for juicy insects.
Might as well have a nice preen while waiting. 

 Hmmm...I spy with my little eye....
 Food!
 The Barn Swallow nest now...
 ...and inconsiderately put where it's impossible to take photos! haha
Before the start of the fall migration, Barn Swallows join with other swallow species to form huge flocks that rest and preen on telephone wires. It seems the Barn Swallow has adjusted to man and man’s interference on nature quite nicely!

I was peeking through photos from one year ago, and what should I see but photos of Cliff Swallows, that I mentioned earlier in this post, taken when David was out and about in the canoe around Barren Creek on June 12, 2012. Quite the serendipitous find since I happened to mention them today!
Cliff Swallows are 5 - 6" in length with mostly dark above, light forehead, rusty rump and throat, square tail. They are found in open country cliffs, farmlands with bridges or buildings for nesting, usually near water. Their natural nest sites are cliffsides, but like the Barn Swallows have adapted and take advantage of man's "contributions" to their habitats. They are also breeding visitors here (obviously!).
 Their nests are quite different from the Barn Swallow, and it appears they are inclined to have a community of nests. Quite the flurry of activity!





These are the swallows that return to the Mission of San Juan Capistrano, in California, on or about March 19th of each year.
David was able to get a great shot of a heron that day as well, as he was out on Barren Creek spying on Cliff Swallows.
The Barn Swallow was also photographed at that time, on June 10th 2012, when the nest was at the back of the house.

It was amazing to see the difference between June 10th 2012 and June 10th 2013. We had a much cooler Spring here this year, and have had rains occasionally whereas last year we were already into the 90s and under drought conditions (and it got worse!). 
These Gladiolus flowers were already blooming by this time...and look at that grass! It was already "crunchy" under our feet.
This year these flowers haven't bloomed yet and are growing much taller. By the end of the drought later that summer, our area was considered "exceptional" for drought conditions. This year the grass is lush and green and the forest is amazing; you can feel the cool breezes come out of the forest and there is more wildlife around since the conditions are more bearable with an abundance of food, flora, and water.
 
I have definitely smiled to myself when it has rained (as it did earlier today!) and have been very thankful that thus far it's been a wonderful Spring.

Until next time....

 

 

 

 

Monday, April 29, 2013

Monday, Monday....

Bad title. Now I have a song stuck in my head for the day!

I awoke (for a little awhile) around 6am this morning and (as always) looked outside. A thick fog permeated the area and the mourning doves' melancholy cooing was brightened by the white-throated sparrow's uplifting song. I love how time can seem to stand still and the dawn caresses you gently into another day. It was so gentle that I went back to sleep.

I awoke a couple of hours later to bright sunshine and the promise of a beautiful day! With the recent rains, everything is even greener but the trees' blossoms are not only still hanging on...
... but we're getting more and more...if this keeps up, Spring might become my favorite season.
 David has been getting our acreage mowed at long last with his new mower; and with a few attachments he's gotten, it's even easier to move rock and wood.

He's begun building his dry-fence by the workshop (also a work in progress), very popular in England (where he's from) and it's going to be quite lovely! He's going to incorporate stones to finish off the sides/front of the additions as well.

We love watching the birds around here every day; although with cats, it can be more difficult some days! As you can see below...
...since Katy, one of our three furbabies, has planted herself on one of the most popular feeders, we didn't have much activity!
 
The Tufted Titmouse normally does a quick grab-and-go with the goodies it grabs (as you can see in the video)...
...but yesterday as a rare treat, it stayed on the front porch, perched on some lights.
As you can see, it holds the snack between his feet and pounds on it until it cracks open... 

And even played a bit of peek-a-boo...
They seemed quite content to hang around and munch here too.
He also visited the feeder on our front deck, but he didn't stick around long after the photo was taken!
A White-throated Sparrow was able to visit the feeder before Katy plopped her little behind on it.
 And they do enjoy the holly bush as much as we do....
...and whatever shrub this is.
David did get a bit of video of some feeder activity (without a cat!)
Of course, the ever-present (it seems) cowbirds aren't bothered by much. There were what had to be around 75 of them on the ground yesterday. Oh well, they have to eat too, but boy they go through the food!
While David was mowing, he disturbed a snake; I think it's a Ringneck Snake. I can't see enough of the underside (which is fine with me) to know for sure. It doesn't quite look like the Common Kingsnake, but I'll do some checking and update when I can. I don't know too much about snakes yet, I just tried to learn the poisonous ones first!
To round out another perfect day in the Shawnee Forest, David took a stroll as it was nearing dark through a little path down to the creek.