I would be remiss in my countryly duties if I didn’t mention that it is late spring in the bucolic splendor of southeastern Oklahoma. Of note…
- Max the Chihuahua got out of the fenced front yard tonight. When Abby and I discovered he was gone, I expected to see him in the south pasture, chasing one of the numerous Eastern Cottontails we’ve seen lately. When I walked around the corner of the house, I saw him doing exactly that. He didn’t catch the rabbit, but I was proud of him anyway.
- There are good wildflowers in the pasture, including Winecup, Indian Blanket, and Indian Paintbrush.
- While parking the mower, I spotted a bird emerging from the refrigerator access panel on the RV. When I took the panel off, I found enough straw and feathers to stuff a travel pillow, plus about eight small eggs and a dead, desiccated bird.
It’s starting to feel like summer.
Although these eggs did not hatch, I am struck with the power of nature’s optimism.
Nature is opportunistic.
Nature is persistent.
Nature wins.
That’s an amazing image of the rabbit!
As for the bird nest, we keep getting a couple (doves?) trying to build on top of the electric box on the side of our house. There’s nothing to which to attach their twigs/grass, so every slight breeze blows the whole thing off. They were very persistent, trying about a dozen times before moving on.
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