Happy Winter everyone! It has been cold here. We even woke to temperatures in the 30s once recently. It has warmed since then. We’re forecast for Christmas Day weather in the 80s. We could go to the beach. Remember when you were a kid and got the giggles; something was funny to begin with, then it just got funnier and funnier and you couldn’t stop laughing? OMG that happened to Judy and me last night. That last little bit of conversation as you’re falling asleep; one of us said something silly and made the other one laugh. Then the other one said something even sillier in response. Pretty soon we were both laughing so hard because we were laughing so hard; a perpetual motion machine. We didn’t have any parents around to yell at us to tone it down. Left to our own willpower to contain the hilarity, it didn’t go back in the bottle easily. Who knew that could still happen? It was as if we were both stoned, but to my knowledge neither of us was. No falling asleep early last night; we were awake until after midnight getting settled down again.
Along the way
I always have to take pictures of white-breasted nuthatches.
It’s impossible not to.
They’re like little mice crawling around the tree. Somehow they just stick to it effortlessly.
Of course they’re pretty cute on the ground too.
It’s impossible not to. They’re like little mice crawling around the tree. Somehow they just stick to it effortlessly. Of course they’re pretty cute on the ground too. Unsolved mysteries
The mystery digger hasn’t been back. We think we know what it is though. Our hole.
Internet pictures of armadillo holes.
We haven’t seen this particular critter, but our money is on armadillo.
(internet pic) Big diggers. One must have tapped in to a vein of grubs under the bushes and just kept on digging. They’re nocturnal, and they roam, so we may never see him; or he may never even be back!
Internet pictures of armadillo holes. We haven’t seen this particular critter, but our money is on armadillo.(internet pic) Big diggers. One must have tapped in to a vein of grubs under the bushes and just kept on digging. They’re nocturnal, and they roam, so we may never see him; or he may never even be back! Our first baby!
A baby cactus flower!
Right there, just lower left of center. Here, in the middle.
A baby flower!
A first!
Right there, just lower left of center. Here, in the middle. A baby flower! A first! A mystery
We needed another mystery. This one has to do with the little space out back. I’ve made it into a thicket planted with native plants, with a dripper and a bird bath.
It’s meant to attract native species. I guess it did.
It attracted something that dug a hole in the ground overnight. A really big hole!
A person could easily reach an arm in there.
But not this person.
I’m not sticking my arm in there! But there’s our mystery. What digs a hole like that? That’s not a gopher hole. It’s big enough to be a badger hole.
It’s meant to attract native species. I guess it did.It attracted something that dug a hole in the ground overnight. A really big hole! A person could easily reach an arm in there. But not this person. I’m not sticking my arm in there! But there’s our mystery. What digs a hole like that? That’s not a gopher hole. It’s big enough to be a badger hole.