There are moments. A robin:
Reflections from Crumbly Acres
Wednesday, 15 April 2026
Wood frogs and spring peepers
Tuesday, 14 April 2026
MiniFred
I fished 5 dead frogs out of the goldfish pond. The water barrel is hooked up to send eavestrough water into the pond. The overnight temperatures are worrying, but I hate wasting the rain water.
Good old MiniFred. We think it is the daughter of Fred. I know she spent the winter here under the shed. Momma appeared before the hole was uncovered by warm air and did not seem to come back. They are solitary critters. We'll see what happens.
Last Thursday we had a taste of Spring.
As the snow melted, miniFred emerged in the afternoon. Joe had given her some leftover broccoli.
By the time I walked up to look for Barry Beaver and came back, she was back out and trimming my Yucca plants!
Monday, 13 April 2026
Trump vs. The Pope!
I had to post this, so that me and my raised (lapsed) Catholic husband could discuss. The Pope preaches tolerance, and compassion and following the Gospel. Trump threatens the Pope.
I am not Catholic. Lots of party faithful are shocked. There are a billion Catholics around the world.
Larry the cat gets it:
The ecosystem wakes up!
Sunday morning began with a bang. On the window. It was one of those aggressive grackles! It hit the window, but took off. All is well. This is one of my favourite grackles photos from a walk around Long Lake, in Muskoka. (2010)
Serendipity led to a discovery. I could hear a sound. A bird, for sure. Merlin told me it was a Sandhill Crane! A woman in the neighbourhood posted a photo of a pair of them on the highway. Which supports Merlin's contention.
I taped the sound, and found some photos. I knew I'd seen a pair but didn't remember how long ago it was: Day Trip: cranes, heron, otter, ducks, August 24, 2016!

I tried to get the sound with my video camera. On this you can hear the Sandhill Cranes, ducks, geese and wood frogs on the frog pond.
Sunday, 12 April 2026
Barry Beaver's Work (and ours!)
It's been lovely, the return of our migrating birds. The bird songs are so joyful. Off I went for a walk.
The tulips are growing out front.
Keeping up, there are lots of chores to do. I have stayed indoors for a couple of days. It was cold, and rainy.
I took a photo to remind me. There are plants that need to be moved. The ornamental grasses are being overcast by the growing evergreen on both sides.
I still need to work on replacing this base. I removed the dead wood, and put the Bluebird house on it. Repainting the topper has to wait for warmer (dryer) weather! Joe Brian helped me pop in the rebars that keep it steady.
🕷️ TICKS
In the meantime, the ticks have woken up. They like it above 5 C. We had 22 last year. Our biggest year I gathered 200 off of Daisy.
No good deed goes unpunished. I worked on the flag pole and found one tick on me later. We treated the cats.
The wood frogs are singing for love! This is an amazing sign of spring.
Saturday, 11 April 2026
Saturday's Critters
There was great excitement up above the earth through NASA.
Here on earth, life carries on, the circle of life unfolds in the new season. The deer have scattered, except for our regular pair of mother and fawn. They are fawns for a year. Then they are yearlings. We'll see if we get any fawns. They are born around May. We didn't see any with spots last year. It was unusual.
I do have archives!
Friday, 10 April 2026
Walkabout
The frog pond is going through a freeze-thaw.
The wetland is filled. It looks like a creek running through. The water is high with spring melt.







































