A little peek at things on the porch.

We are in a stretch of rain-filled days. This morning I looked at the weather app and they’ve added an additional day of rain. It looks like we won’t get a chance to mow until the end of the week and that means the grass will be VERY long. I did sneak in a mow of the corral and back forty on Saturday. Shouldn’t have done it, as I wasn’t feeling well, but I did. However, I did take it easy yesterday and it looks like I’ll have no choice but to do the same for most of this week. The gray skies and endless rain are depressing, but I will say that the “green” out there is very intense and beautiful.

We watched Poltergeist  the other night. I hadn’t seen it since it first came out, so it was almost as if I was seeing it for the first time. It’s so good! Though it’s kind of a period movie now, unlike other movies made in the early 80s, the time setting doesn’t reduce its impact. It’s full of powerful performances, not the least of which is that of Jobeth Williams. She is extraordinary. Anyway, I was riveted. I actually had to leave my chair and go sit with Don so he could ‘protect’ me. It was on TCM.

The same talented seamstress that made this dress for Ruby also sent her a bucket hat.

I mean, how adorable is that?

As you can see, I’m getting a wee bit back into the dolls, but it’s hard to get motivated given what’s going on in the real world. I have to force myself to take a picture of them. Or redress them. A couple girls still have their winter sweaters on. Bad mom!

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

I’m still feeling under the weather, so rest is on the agenda for today.

It’s lovely out there right now, but we’re due for thunderstorms this afternoon, with more rain on Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday.

There are a few little garden chores yet to tackle, but they’re relatively minor.

I think I’m repeating what I said yesterday!

Anyway, a couple of photos for you and then I’ll sign off.

Our lilac bush is spectactular this year with more blooms than I’ve seen in a long time. Heavenly. I will visit the bush this morning to get a strong whiff of those flowers before the rain begins.

And since I haven’t posted a photo of any of the girls for a while, here is Mabel.

Spectacularly pretty in pink.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

I do have a few more egg cups to show you, but I had a lovely little encounter yesterday that I want to share with you.

I was upstairs sometime during the middle of the afternoon and happened to look out our bedroom window. There was a large bird over by the shed, pecking away, searching for food. It was not a bird that I ever see around here. I went downstairs and looked more closely. I grabbed my long range lens and went outside, took lots of photos. The bird did not seem at all disturbed by my presence and when I walked even closer, it was unfazed. At this point, Don was watching from the kitchen door and the bird was changing direction and headed my way. I said ‘Come’ and it kept walking toward me.

I was standing by the funky patio and it walked in my direction, sort of like a pet bird or chicken would. It explored the patio, then headed toward the porch. (I was a wee bit worried that its wings might be injured.) It stopped at the edge of the porch, hopped up onto the porch and I followed. We walked around the porch, with me talking quietly. He/she was actually listening. When he got closer to the glider, he stopped, looked up at the seat cushion, flew up (wings not injured!) stood there a minute, then flew up to the railing, long enough for me to take a picture, and then flew off.

Of course, it was a pigeon, the kind of pigeon I see in the city all of the time, but never see here. Actually, it’s a Rock Dove. It wasn’t until I uploaded this photo that I noticed the red band around his leg. Another photo showed an orange and blue band around the other leg with the number 9 and “New.” Most likely New York.

A little blurry, but you can see the other band and the number 9.

I looked up information about banding. An owner might band a homing pigeon, or a racing pigeon. Ornithologists sometimes band birds to track their patterns.

But this little one was so gentle, so sweet, that I think it has an owner – it’s not at all afraid of human beings, whereas a city pigeon would have flown away as soon as I got close to it.

Right before it took off.

I worried that it might be lost, so I posted something on our town’s Facebook page, and one woman said the same bird had visited her yard yesterday and that it was very sweet and not afraid of them at all.

It looks as if the Rock Dove was having some adventures yesterday! It didn’t seem panicked. More like a tourist.

It was so lovely. We were really communicating. To have an encounter with a sweet bird, an unhurried encounter, well, that is a blessing and I have carried that feeling into today. Don and I feel very lucky that this beauty decided to visit our property.

I needed that.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.