Cinnamon and the porcupine, Hornets

Firstly , it is our 20th wedding anniversary today! Happy Anniversary to my beloved hubby. He is a peach! It seems like yesterday it was our 10th Wedding Anniversary! 

Secondly, to explain: 

I called them Freedimmers, because the disabled world doesn't like the 'dumb' description. It is pejorative, in that people who are aphasic (unable to speak), aren't dumb. They cannot speak. Language is important, and should be inclusive. When we know better, we do better!

Porcupine

OK, back to my stories. Saturday, Aug. 20, began in an interesting way. I let the cat out for his run, and I spotted a porcupine. So did Cinnamon. Nutmeg didn't want out, which was a good thing.

porcupine Aug 20 from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Cinnamon was approaching the porcupine with great interest. I just didn't know how close he was prepared to get. I honestly threw a stick beside Cinn, which didn't phase Porcupine. Cinn gave me a confused look, but retreated. Throwing another stick towards him, he retreated further onto the driveway.

While I was watching Cinnamon and Porky, I turned around and saw Fred. The groundhog disappeared. 

 

groundhog from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

To distract Cinnamon, I decided to take him Walkies. We went down to lot #3, past the trailcam and into the forest. There was a situation, with flicker feathers. He was quite keen on checking it out. He hasn't appeared on the trailcam, so I don't think it was him. He prefers rodents. 

Later, Cinnamon was sitting on the lower deck. The lower deck is busy, with Fred having dug a hole under the deck. Cinnamon was watching it. The hole. 

Not only that, but there were three tree frogs out back. One inside the rolled up hose, one above the kitchen window, and one, Maple, in her corner. The two males vocalized in the afternoon, which let me find them. They are so cute!

Cinnamon didn't come back in until 2:30, he followed me around, sat on the deck with me, but no way would he come in. 

hummingbird from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

You'll have to work hard to spot her. Just to the left of the red hanging basket.

Morning walkies for JB. Fortunately, the bugs have lessened. 

Hornets

I learned something on Sunday reading Twitter. Our 'paper wasps' are actually hornets. I don't think it matters. They are high and dry, even in our rain! Even in the wind, it bops up and down safely.

Wasps do this:

All hornets are wasps, but not all wasps are hornets, I read. The major difference is size. Hornets are larger, some species get up to 5.5 cm. Wasps are black and yellow, hornets black and white rings. Both are in the Vespidae family. The hornets have two sets of wings. You may recall The wasp saga and The Wasp Saga Part 2 (Aug. 2020), when poor Izzy got stung.  These are quite clearly hornets!

Well, you are up to date, almost! I was on the phone Sunday planning the hostage exchange with Caitlin – for later today. Momma doe and fawn showed up. (I'll put the images together later for a video.) 

After Isabelle's appointment, we'll meet up. We'd planned to all go and eat dinner on a patio, but it looks like rain. We had 10 mm yesterday. It is most welcome.