Heading out to fill up the hummingbird feeder, who should sail by but Bounce the Hummer! He had evidently been breakfasting on nectar from the climbing beans.
So many gardening books suggest that the purple coneflower is sure to attract hummingbirds to your garden. So far, Bounce hasn’t shown the slightest interest in them. A hardworking bumblebee is just as well pleased, though, as he has them all to himself!
Mrs. B brought Pipinka outdoors and set him down on her patio. From my office window, I enjoyed the antics of the little robin. With a hop and a flutter, he quickly mounted a six-inch high step, and hopped down again.
“I dug worms for him this morning,” Mrs. B confided. “So far, Pipinka does not pick up anything from the ground, but waits for me to feed him.”
When Pipinka has the run of the house, Mrs. B puts the Rottweiler outside just in case he might get too excited by the robin’s fast movements. Mrs. B’s son returns from Czechoslovakia tomorrow. He has already been introduced to Pipinka by the magical means of Skype! He, too, is a lover of all creatures great and small, and I’m sure will slip into his role as guardian of this treasured guest when his mother leaves in a few days for a vacation in Europe.
Mr. McD had a suggestion:
“Why not take Pipinka with you? Just tell the airlines that Pipinka is a frequent flyer!”
The morning rain kept me indoors. After lunch, I went up the knoll and STOPPED, LOOKED and LISTENED beneath the Swiss Chalet. Not a sound. However, I got the distinct impression that my presence was not wanted. Keeping the camera aimed toward the front door of the Swiss Chalet, Lady Wren refused to enter, but flitted from one spot to another.
She began to make a nattering noise, but I didn’t take the hint.
She went to her favourite places within the walnut tree’s cool canopy.
But this shot takes the cake!
Lady Wren fastened her gaze on me and clearly said,
“Sorry, Mrs. McD, but you are a real pain in the neck!
Just go back to the swing so I can feed my babies in peace.
You and that black thing with the big glass eye make me nervous, that’s what!”