Tuesday, June 12, 2018

WHERE FOR ART THOU WITH RANDOM RED, WHITE AND BLUE...










How many of you 
have experienced your children
leaving the nest and then
 to only have them 
return once again?





I think this has happened
 to most of us at one time or another.

 We are usually sad 
to see them go,
 but then we adjust to
having them gone,
 getting used to and enjoying, 
I might add, 
the free time 
that it affords us.





But,
 when they do happen to return,
 we still recognize them, 
right? 

 Oh, 
maybe their hair will be a little different,
 or their attitudes may have changed, 
but we would always know 
our own kids, 
right?

  Or, would we?

If our kids were,
 let's say, 
birds!

Would we recognize them 
as being the ones
 that were here before 
or could they be a foreigner 
that is trying to
 invade our midst?






Because, 
you see, 
the other afternoon,
 as we were involved in our 
usual porch sitting,
 we heard what seemed like
 a familiar sound 
in the tree above
 the Secret Garden...





...even Kai 
couldn't believe his own ears! 

 It was the most beautiful tone 
which made me inquire of the Captain, 
"Doesn't that sound like 
the little house wren that was here before?" 
 He shrugged and answered,
 "Oh, I wish it was."  
And, 
lo and behold, 
this tiny vision 
appeared right before our eyes, 
as it made its way back 
to the little pink bird house
 just outside
 the Secret Garden.





It flew in and out of the house 
with bits of something in its beak,
 just like it had never left.

 After about three such trips,
 which we watched with open mouths, 
another tiny one joined in
 and they both continued this journey 
for the rest of the day.

 This has gone on now 
since last week 
and since there already was 
quite a nest built in there
 from the last time, 
I don't know how they,
 and all of their belongings, 
can fit comfortably.





You will remember 
that we thought 
they had left one egg, 
but the Captain poked in the nest 
when we were sure that they were gone
 and found that it was
 just part of a shell,
 which is still in there
 as far as we know.





Now,
 back to recognizing your own children.

  How do you tell 
one bird from another?  
Since not being a bird expert, 
it is hard for me to know 
the answer to that question. 
 All I do know is 
that it has been just about one month
 since the past occupants
 had flown the nest 
and these have come back
 just like they were
 never gone...





...just picked up 
building the nest 
where they left off and now,
 I notice, 
that she has had 
a feather in her beak 
when she returns.
  That,
 as I understand it,
 is her job 
in the process of 
building a family.






  
The only thing different, 
that I have seen,
 is that when they both return to the nest
at the same time, 
he (I am assuming)
 will stay home for a little while, 
then he will pop out 
to the nearby fence 
and sit and sing 
for awhile 
until she comes out.

 It is for this reason 
that we have named them
 Romeo and Juliet.





Like I say,
 all wrens look alike, 
and just because
 they are acting a little differently,
 that doesn't mean 
they are not the two 
that came before.

 Maybe he moved her out
 against her wishes, 
then after finding that
 the grass isn't always greener 
on the other side, 
he brought her back 
and she has made him promise
 that he will never
take her for granted again.
  Who knows 
what goes on in a
 little wren family...


"Find though she be but little
She is fierce."

William Shakespeare





We have had a pair of chairs 
that we picked up at a garage sale 
when we first moved to the Cottage.
 They are probably from the 40's 
and were painted yellow, green and black. 
 We have now transformed them 
to take a permanent place of honor 
in the Secret Garden. 
 One is in place 
while the Captain will continue
to work on
this one.


I will leave you now 
with a video view of 
the Secret Garden 
that has been set
 to the song of Little Romeo 
sharing his heart 
with his Juliet.

  Open to full screen and turn up the volume to get the full effects:







I apologize 
for the background noises in the video
 and the photo-bombing feet. 
 But, 
it is Tuesday morning
 business as usual.


Because of the problems 
we are having with Blogger, 
I will now be leaving my notes to you 
after each of your comments. 
 I know there isn't always time
 to return to my blog 
but just know that I will always 
leave you a thank you 
for your time spent with me
 which I appreciate so much.
  They will be there 
for you to read when 
you have a chance.


...Judy...






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Tuesday, June 5, 2018

STARTING SUMMER...











As happens every year, 
officially,
 it is not quite summer,
 but the reality of it is 
already 
clearly upon us.





The sun
 is beating in the windows, 
the fans have come out,
 and the shades are drawn,
 making the Cottage 
darker and cooler 
during the day
 but...





...at night
 the doors and windows are opened,
 and the most glorious scents
 from the roses and the jasmine, 
spilling over the porch, 
permeate the rooms.

 Sometimes summer 
is hard to bear 
but there are
 moments of delight 
that are like
 no others.





The entry 
has to be the starting gate for summer.
  That is where
 the red, white and blue 
makes its 
grand entrance...





...the parlor 
is more subdued this summer...
with a cooling effect of 
blue, white and green...





...and just a hint 
of its true colors
 reflected 
in the mirror.





The game table 
displays more colors 
and some random cuttings
 from the garden.





Here is a bit of 
the dining room 
showing its decor...





...with even
 Bitty Morsel 
getting her 
patriotism on!





Things are moving slowly
 around the Cottage.

 Slower than
 the starting of summer should allow.

  There will be more
 red, white and blue 
on tap...





...but, all the while,
time is being taken for
 stalking 
the dragon flies...





...getting 
up close and personal
 with the hummers...






...and watching 
the new hosta
 grow...




...all from 
a front row 
seat.






Here's hoping 
that the ease of the starting of summer 
will hold true 
throughout.


...Judy...







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