3 Rainy, Rainy, Rainy Days.

No pics, too wet for camera of course. All this rain is really making the forest fill in, though! Blink and it is greener. Lots of flowers, too. Still the whites- Rue Anemone, Early Saxifrage, Star Chickweed, Common Strawberry, Pussytoes, and White Voilets, now joined by the first Blackberry blossoms. The yellows are coming en masse- Dandilions of course, and Cinquefoil, Indian Strawberry, Buttercups, Common Winter Cress. A few Common Blue (even though we all know they are clearly purple) Voilets are still hanging around, and Periwinkle. Wild Geranium, Bluets of course. And yesterday the first of the Showy Orchids and Wild Iris ( Dwarf Crested, lovely deep purple) coming up along the road. Also this is definitely an incomplete list of current blooms, but it is just those off the top of my head.

All pictures from www.wildflower.org, which is a wonderful site, by the way. But honestly pictures aren't always great.

Star Chickweed

Sweet White Voilets

Dwarf Cinquefoil

Wild Geranium

Showy Orchids

Dwarf Crested Iris (but that here is a bit darker purple than this)

George and Goldilocks Take a Walk

Only two eggs hatched of the clutch. So sad. I am blaming Jefferson. And since there are only two this time, I really hope both are hens! They already have their chick nicknames. The first born is Goldilocks (brilliant, right?) because she (or he) has darker gold feather streaks, and when she was born they looked like dark gold curls. Again, clearly brilliant. It was a joke but it stuck- of course, that is the point of chick nicknames. George got his (or hers) before he even hatched. It felt like he was doing constant somersaults and gymnastics inside the shell, never stopped moving- and upon relaying that information to Mom, she insisted he needed to be named George. I think it fits though- George is pretty much single minded when it comes to food. As soon as he left the nest, he spent no time looking at the sun, or running in circles, or squeaking aimlessly or falling on his face. No, it was all about what he could eat. True, he did get it wrong quite a bit, but props for effort, certainly. And Betsy soon steered him to better offerings.

George is on the right.

Which means power of deduction should reveal Goldilocks is the one left.

Yes, I did use that pun.

Again, Goldilocks left, George right. They must favor that arrangement.

Honestly can't tell. 50/50 chance of getting it right, though.

Which is not bad. Or good. Just 50/50.

Garden

Wild Rose gracing the bricks.

Buds! Blooms don't last long, but incredibly fragrant.

And adorable.

Leaning Showy Mullein. 

She is a terribly dedicated bloomer. Have to admire that.

Happy Adjuga.

One Bee.

Two Honey Bees. Near the bottom, kinna, hidden.

My Neighbors

Coming Soon: Eastern Phoebe chicks. 

Preliminary Clutch Size: Five

Hatch Date: May 7-9-ish

All 5 eggs, barely in one shot.

 Momma, jis watchin'. We chat over tea in the morning.

 You can see the location, this is out my front door.

Waiting for Kids

Somerville is tired. It has been a long 5 months.

Chrysanthemum is waiting too. But she is mostly bored.

Adjuga (under wire for chicken protection) so pretty:

First Chick of the Year