Fall has fallen.
Or maybe the thermometer is broken.
But there are brown oak leaves everywhere.
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It doesn’t really belong in the corn trailer, where Gretchen found it.
The dogs would love for us to keep it here, but Continue reading
Some weeks back we saw a pair of Carolina wrens (Thryothorus ludovicianus) flitting about inside our screened porch. We thought they had wandered in and were trying to get out. But soon it became obvious they knew not one but two ways in and out.
Then we noticed they had built a nest in the pot of a hanging plant. That seemed silly, and they seemed to have abandoned that quest.
But today I saw the mama wren going in that nest. And here’s what’s inside the nest:
Continue readingGretchen was working at the potting table under the end shelter when she noticed something odd right by the table. It was Francine, our friend the softshell tortoise, in from the woods, laying eggs in the same under the shelter.
So we fenced the dogs out until she politely asked to be let out. Then I put Continue reading