Late frost, brisk winds and rain have left many trees bereft of their leaves. In plain view now are hundreds of tiny pears on the ornamental pear tree in our front yard. As a result of the frequent rainfalls, it grew by leaps and bounds this summer. It grew so much, in fact, that a grey squirrel was able to leap from one of its branches onto the bird feeder last Saturday, sending the chickadees into a tizzie!! John and Lloyd moved the feeder closer to the living room window and out of his reach. Before the feeder’s final position got a “thumbs up” signal, I went into the house and did a Goldilocks thing:
I sat on Lloyd’s spot on the sofa . . . . .
. . . . . and then I sat on mine!
Both of us must be able to easily view the feeder. We often eat lunch on the sofa, and enjoy the company of the birds. Lloyd was surprised to see some juncos yesterday. They don’t usually stop by until late winter.
A warm, steady rain fell this afternoon. Once when I looked out, a pair of plump, black squirrels were busy in the pear tree. They feasted on the tiny pears . . . and washed them down with an unbottled beverage . . . rain.
They often put their ‘umbrellas’ up – large, fluffy tails – which covered their backs!
After combing through photos we took during our trip out West a few summers ago, I settled upon the next painting. I’ll feature its sketch when that is done . . . and then the development of the painting on the blog as things progress over the coming weeks. What will it feature? From which province? You’ll have to check back.