Crumbly Acres

😷Crumbly COVID update: JB spent Sunday morning resting in bed after breakfast. He has a hand towel in which to sneeze. The headache improved. I checked on him every once-in-a-while. I went out back to read in the fresh air. 

I did manage some sleep overnight Saturday, and when I woke I didn't need the puffer. This is good. But that changed. 

😅Laugh, we must. At lunch I tried to find the can opener in order to open this can.  It's a pull tab. We are not running on all cylinders.

I was peckish, and could taste the Paxlovid. I took a bite of cracker and choked 10 minutes on a crumb. Jeez!  It so hurts to cough. 

😴 Poor JB must have had 3 or 4 long naps. I lost count. If you are tired, you sleep! I think we are on the upturn, but we shall see.

🐦 Now, what you've all been here for, critters!

 The water fountain isn't working properly. I've had to unplug it. I cannot fix it anytime soon, since I have to lift off the heavy pieces. There is mosquito larvae in it, as a result, but I can't fix it. We live in a wetland, and there is standing water there. 

I think this is an Eastern Kingbird.

bird from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Cinnamon watched as I inspected the fountain. Nutmeg (AKA killer) was a bit grumpy. 

One of the plants in my planter died. It just rotted. There is one sprig left. There are viruses everywhere!!! Thankfully, there are back ups, petunias and potato ivy. I think that is a built-in redundancy? I like petunias! 

We had a touch of rain overnight, not enough to do any good. I ought to water my pumpkins, I'll see how I feel. They have taken over the front garden.  Isn't that a hoot? The critters eat my pumpkins, otherwise. This might be the new location for veggies. 

I'd taken these photos day before, but went to look at the pumpkins again. Look at them! The leaves are enormous. I'm pretty sure these are pumpkins. Yes, I'm that kind of gardener. I love the blossoms. So do the deer! I'll bet Fred would love them. 

My cherry tomatoes are wonderful.

The Tiger Lilies, and the Helianthus divaricatus (woodland sunflower) are doing well.

Honestly, Nutmeg!

Our phoebes fledged. Sadly, one flew into the garage, and the parent followed it. That was fun. They flew out eventually. The parent was so concerned. I tried to catch them with the butterfly net on the end of a long bamboo stake. I wore out the fledgling, captured it and tossed it up into the pine tree. The other parent met it, greatly concerned. We closed the garage door, and opened the side door. The door closing scared the other adult, and off it went. Whew.

phoebe fledged from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Thank you, again, for all your well wishes. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Joe Brian is still fighting this virus. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I'll leave you with a photo from Lindell Beach, B.C. My three children are all together having an amazing visit. Caitlin has been kind enough to take photos for me.