oak tree
vetch
another upset magpie - squawking at me, holding his ground no matter how close I came -
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
2nd grade field trip
photos taken 5-19-04 on 2nd grade field trip
oak tree
vetch
another upset magpie - squawking at me, holding his ground no matter how close I came -
oak tree
vetch
another upset magpie - squawking at me, holding his ground no matter how close I came -
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
upset magpies
May 18, 2004
2:15 p.m.
Antelope Community Park
I've really upset a few magpies. Fledglings are hanging around the playground area and my passing through has so upset adults that they fly overhead squawking, land and continuously squawk some more at me as I stand my ground near them. The fledglings sit, slightly puffed out and have much shorter tail feathers then their parents. I'm fascinated with how much they try to harass me, but I'll move on to ease their stress.
As I move on, a quick flying bird swoops through a small gathering of dragonflies. I catch a glimpse of a split tail, so I'm guessing it's some sort or swallow. The ground is waist high in dry grass and purple vetch in bloom - the grass rustles in an occasional breeze.
I continue around my circuit of the park and as I near the tree I've come to call Woodpecker Oak, sure enough, I hear a "tap-tap-tap" and find a red headed woodpecker camouflaged against the bark of the tree.
Parting notes: clicking insects in the tall grasses, lots of small swallow type birds flying low over the same grass - more squawking magpies - smaller, dark bird sings an interesting song from the branch of a dead tree, hawk soaring high overhead, fat robin on the ground.
2:15 p.m.
Antelope Community Park
I've really upset a few magpies. Fledglings are hanging around the playground area and my passing through has so upset adults that they fly overhead squawking, land and continuously squawk some more at me as I stand my ground near them. The fledglings sit, slightly puffed out and have much shorter tail feathers then their parents. I'm fascinated with how much they try to harass me, but I'll move on to ease their stress.
As I move on, a quick flying bird swoops through a small gathering of dragonflies. I catch a glimpse of a split tail, so I'm guessing it's some sort or swallow. The ground is waist high in dry grass and purple vetch in bloom - the grass rustles in an occasional breeze.
I continue around my circuit of the park and as I near the tree I've come to call Woodpecker Oak, sure enough, I hear a "tap-tap-tap" and find a red headed woodpecker camouflaged against the bark of the tree.
Parting notes: clicking insects in the tall grasses, lots of small swallow type birds flying low over the same grass - more squawking magpies - smaller, dark bird sings an interesting song from the branch of a dead tree, hawk soaring high overhead, fat robin on the ground.
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
Saturday, May 01, 2004
may day
May 1st, 2004
afternoon in my backyard
very warm, sunny, light high clouds, light breeze
forecast high is 90ish
May Day and cactus is blooming - right now three large white blossoms are beginning to wilt - they were bright and fresh just hours ago, tomorrow they will be gone. Another single bud promises to open soon, probably within days.
The lavender trumpet vine is also just past the prime of bloom - last weekend it was full of fresh lovely flowers, now there are fewer flowers and several slowly falling from the vine.
The dog lays and pants on the lawn, occasionally chewing on a stick, then lazily gets up to take a new spot in the shade.
I decide to follow the dog's lead and move into the shade, just as the air conditioner comes on, confirming the above-normal temperature. Normal range would be 15-20 degrees cooler. The pool is certainly inviting...
afternoon in my backyard
very warm, sunny, light high clouds, light breeze
forecast high is 90ish
May Day and cactus is blooming - right now three large white blossoms are beginning to wilt - they were bright and fresh just hours ago, tomorrow they will be gone. Another single bud promises to open soon, probably within days.
The lavender trumpet vine is also just past the prime of bloom - last weekend it was full of fresh lovely flowers, now there are fewer flowers and several slowly falling from the vine.
The dog lays and pants on the lawn, occasionally chewing on a stick, then lazily gets up to take a new spot in the shade.
I decide to follow the dog's lead and move into the shade, just as the air conditioner comes on, confirming the above-normal temperature. Normal range would be 15-20 degrees cooler. The pool is certainly inviting...
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