Last year before I started this blog, I sent out my flower pictures to a subscription e-mail list. Some time during the summer I noticed a house finch flying out of an asparagus fern while watering. When I checked it I noticed a nest containing four light blue eggs and a brown speckled cow bird egg. I discarded the cow bird egg and as I took daily flower pictures, I would take pictures of the babies from the time they hatched until they fledged. I was taking a picture when the last one decided to fly off of the nest to a nearby weeping peach tree. We even had a name the babies contest. Eeny Meeny Miney and Mo won out. I meant to do a final e-mail collection of the series from hatching to fledgling as some requested, but didn’t get around to it.
The hummingbirds are migrating. I’ve been feeding a half gallon of sugar water daily. One feeder was empty and about two dozen were fighting over a feeder a few feet away. One got into the garage and I spent about twenty minutes trying to catch it with fishing net.
The hooligans have been busy chasing mice around the greenhouse. One hole under the foundation is almost large enough for them to crawl into the greenhouse. I’ll have to fill in all of the holes before cold weather. I’ve been dividing and transplanting daylilies and iris the last several days. The next day before transplanting more, I have to replant some planted the previous day. There’s something about freshly dug dirt that is like catnip to them.
A second wave of figs is ripening. I’ve been noticing several figs bitten in half hanging on the bushes. It didn’t look like bird damage, and I suspected deer until Mom caught Patches nibbling on one. She did the same when the blueberries came in. If you try to give her some, she doesn’t want it. It’s the forbidden fruit she wants to steal.