Bird nests galore!

 Phoebe seems to be thinking about another brood. They are hanging around eating bugs and singing love songs! 'Tis lovely. They don't seem to mind the heat wave. It is awful out there.

The House Wrens have filled the Bluebird nest box. They seem good to go. Soon they'll likely start filling the empty ones to stop neighbours moving in. I kinda like that!

Guinivere is guarding the Foxglove. I just spotted it.

🪺This is my non-mental note, there are two nests in the tree. I found the Red-eyed Vireo nest when I accidentally flushed momma from the nest. Next, I could hear the baby Robins shrieking for food. 

If you enlarge it, you may be able to see the little baby Robin's heads from time-to-time, but take my word for it.  

I realized this was last year's nest recycled. I should have looked for it. In past years the Robins have nested under the deck. 

Red-eyed Vireo eggs

The Cedar Waxwings have hatched, and they fly all around us. I quite like their little bandit masks! First up, a bath in the water fountain. 

I just wish Fred did a better job trimming the grass. 😆

After the bath, much grooming.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?

So much colour and action in the gardens!

My World Tuesday - a dragonfly tail

I have been fairly preoccupied with putting our house and cottage on the market in my world. It is not an easy task.

In the meantime, not to be dreary and morose, I have had a dilemma. In my world, which consists of many lawn ornaments, I have a dragonfly.

Said dragonfly, bought at one of the many Muskoka Outdoor Markets, is a bright spot on a dark tree. But, with our recent winds, the two trees have separated, and the tail of the dragonfly is wedged

between the tree trunks.

It is an interesting problem. One of many- as we say goodbye to the house.

I don't want to leave the dragonfly. We got it on sale as the vendor was about to close up shop and gave us a deal. It holds many memories of time spent in Muskoka, supporting our artisans.

 Much to do and much to take care of, the greatest of which is the grief that comes with letting a place go like this. The land and cottage has been in our family for nearly 50 years, as many in the area.

The house built in 1991, my parents retired happily here. Visiting from Toronto was a piece of cake. Visiting from Ottawa is more difficult. As a teacher it was easier with the summers off. But our kids are pretty busy.

The gardens bloom. The foxglove and iris are perfectly happy in the

summer weather.

I shall breathe in the fresh air, and I am grateful to have lived in this world for a time. Grateful for

having been a steward of the flowers, woods and wildlife.

We will look forward to when we won't be a Guest in the Big People's House, and have a near-by place where gamma and gampa can babysit.