This is a soggy morning after a rip-roarin’ wet night (or was it in the wee, small hours of the morning?) The eaves are dripping, the wet pavement glistens, and in the back yard, a cardinal enjoys a quiet breakfast, unhampered by squirrels. Yesterday, I hung my new squirrel-proof bird feeder and it works! The […]
May 18, 2023
Red-Rumped Rodents
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Squirrels are cute, clever, furry, and a symbol of fall.However, spring is OK with them too and I have a feeling that now they are busily procreating. Squirrels flourish, no matter what the season. Squirrels are acrobatic opportunists who can be a real nuisance. For instance, they gallop across my roof sounding like a herd of horses. […]
Apr 20, 2023
Nemo and the Squirrels
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A Ballad I am a noble watchdog, I’m valiant and kind, But squirrels in the back yard Cause me to lose my mind. They skitter up the maple; they chatter and they scold. The awful names they call me Would make your blood run cold. They are, of course, mere cowards; they’re brave up in […]
Mar 20, 2023
Has Spring Sprung?
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Happy first day of Spring! Sometime in the late afternoon, winter will pack its bags and creep out the back door while spring bustles in the front. Here in NW Arkansas, winter is hanging on. It’s cold this morning! Known as the vernal equinox, this is the time day and night are most nearly equal. […]
Jun 8, 2022
Murder or No Murder?
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So, did I see a squirrel murder a baby robin yesterday, or did I not? I glanced out of my window and saw a squirrel running erratically across my neighbor’s lawn, sort of zig-zagging. I could see the grass move in front of him, so it looked like the squirrel was chasing something on the […]
May 21, 2022
A Change of Seasons
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Is it spring? Is it fall? Today feels like fall. A cool front and rain rolled in last night and the temperature dropped. It’s a dark, wet morning. Nemo decided it was a good morning for more snoozing and, indeed, it is. Yesterday, my handy little garden kneeler and I went to the front flower […]
