Is the guy who’s been pecking on my house? I spotted him late in the day yesterday, in that hour when the light is changing. I was standing near the funky patio when I heard a loud bird sound and tracked it way up in the branches of the catalpa.

There he was, half-hidden, but with the distinctive red cap of the Red Bellied Woodpecker. He was preening himself, calling out occasionally, and clearly indulging in some ‘me time.’

There he is – the only full shot I could get of him. Quite a handsome devil.

I ran some errands yesterday, bought a plant for the Memorial Garden – a type of Veronica called First Love, planted it, bought some more impatiens, which I haven’t planted yet, stopped at Home Goods but didn’t buy anything, and bought a couple of magazines.

Exciting, right?

Today, a bit more mulching and then maybe a trip to Lowes and/or a Sunday drive. It’s a beautiful sunny day and tomorrow is supposed to bring rain, so I’m thinking I should do something  other than hang around the house. I’m looking for a hollyhock to replace the one that I was blessed with for the past two years. Hollyhocks are biennials, so I knew it wouldn’t reappear this year, but I keep looking at the empty spot in the bed right outside the kitchen door where it used to be and I miss it so much! I also need one more paver for the little walkway from the grassy area behind the kitchen up to the beginning of the back forty.

I did another Instagram story today. It’s a quick look at the big garden bed. I ran outside at 6:30 am to do it because I knew the traffic would be relatively quiet on a Sunday morning. Check it out if you are so inclined.

Happy Sunday.

Morning moon as seen through the branches of the catalpa tree. The catalpa is always the last to get leaves, but you can see them here. Soon they’ll be huge, heart-shaped beauties.

Indulge me. I saw my lone dove on the birdbath yesterday and took about 40 pictures. No, I won’t post all 40, but here are some of my favorites:

He liked to flick his tail in the water.

And then he took off for some dining on the ground.

You know how I feel about mourning doves. So beautiful. This one did a lot of preening and taking care of business, not in a hurry, just enjoying the time at the bird bath.

By the way, the other day in the pouring rain, and I mean pouring, a catbird was taking a bath in the birdbath. It made me laugh.

Today, no more wind, thank goodness. I’m going to work outside, run some errands and just plain enjoy a day without rain and wind.

Happy Tuesday.