Sunday, May 16, 2010
STORMS GIVE BIRDS THE EDGE
Our weather continues to be typical. Lots of rain and storms and tornado warnings. Meanwhile this weather keeps me from harvesting our ripening cherries but it does not seem to bother the birds. I stand in the house and watch the birds dart in and out of the tree stealing my grandchildren's hopes for granny's cherry cobbler.
Gibson has hatched three chicks. Two are guinea fowl keets and one is a black sex-link rooster. We know it is a rooster because they are born with a white dot on top of their heads. Gibson will not let me get a good picture and it will probably be a while before I can but if you look closely, you will see a blond keet and a brown stripped keet and a black chick. (and a pile of poop, but don't look at that.)
I forgot to tell that we drove across the new bridge on Mother's Day. It still isn't open to the public but we could not resist. Michael has closely followed the construction of this bridge and it seemed appropriate that we give him a ride across as well as his parents and sister. I took this photo out of the van window from the middle of the bridge.
And, okay, I guess I need to tell the rest of the kitten story. I regret to have to inform you that Cutie was found murdered in the field next door. That left Sugar Cookie motherless again. Our other nursing cat would not take the kitten. Our neighbor's granddaughter had a nursing kitten and they wanted to try. Her cat, Lovable, would not nurse the kitten. They gathered some supplies and have been nursing the kitten with a baby bottle and proper milk and she is getting fat as a butterball. Her name is now Smokey and her new mother is a nine-year-old Trinity.