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I am feeling particularly ill-motivated this morning, probably because my "most important thing to do today" is my performance appraisal. I hate those. This year is particularly bad because of management and direction changes.
Last night Christine and i both arrived home from various outings after 8 pm. Between the late summer light and our "after work" tasks starting three hours late, i think i was up later than normal. When Christine let Carrie in the back yard, there was a deer. I joined Christine on the deck and watched the as the young buck watched us back -- and then went back to grazing in the thick clover. The deer tolerated our presence for quite a while, with Carrie, Christine and I moving about in the fenced yard. Eventually he gave us another long look, then left. His departure started with a deliberate walk, then a lope, and then there was a flash of him leaping as he entered the woods. With the fireflies flickering around him, it was a lovely magical experience.
This morning fledgling wrens are flitting about in the a azalea just out my window. I think they are fledgling from their exploratory hopping. I first noticed when one hopped into the cardinals' empty nest and explored it.
Bird boxes.
While the humidity will return for Friday and Saturday, the rest of the long weekend looks pretty tolerable.
Last night Christine and i both arrived home from various outings after 8 pm. Between the late summer light and our "after work" tasks starting three hours late, i think i was up later than normal. When Christine let Carrie in the back yard, there was a deer. I joined Christine on the deck and watched the as the young buck watched us back -- and then went back to grazing in the thick clover. The deer tolerated our presence for quite a while, with Carrie, Christine and I moving about in the fenced yard. Eventually he gave us another long look, then left. His departure started with a deliberate walk, then a lope, and then there was a flash of him leaping as he entered the woods. With the fireflies flickering around him, it was a lovely magical experience.
This morning fledgling wrens are flitting about in the a azalea just out my window. I think they are fledgling from their exploratory hopping. I first noticed when one hopped into the cardinals' empty nest and explored it.
Bird boxes.
While the humidity will return for Friday and Saturday, the rest of the long weekend looks pretty tolerable.
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