One thing I enjoy about this time of year...there are many things, of course....is the return of some of the birds. I am starting to hear them singing in the mornings and late afternoon. Their songs are so sweet. Sometimes I look them up online to find out specifically what they are. Most of the time I have a general idea and just enjoy their presence. Well, most of them. There are others that become a nuisance.
Look at these pretty little birds enjoying a small bowl of water for their daily baths.
And others sitting in the branches of the lilac bush. They all love the lilac bush.
Then there are others who live here year round and are not appreciated. Clarabelle is at the window. "Chicken Mama, the Magpies are here and they are eating all our food. Come out here and do something about it."
The Magpies are so handsome and sassy, but the truth is they are gang bangers. They come in groups, wearing their colors, and I'm positive have switchblades strapped to their legs. And they'll cut any other bird who gets in their way. They don't let me take good photos because they don't want to be identified. But I caught this one on the fence one day thinking about the next turf war against the blackbirds.
And lastly, we have the road crew. They are also here year round and they do a very important job. I caught this couple discussing the lunch menu.
We try to live in harmony here on our little ranch. Nobody has actually been injured so I guess we'll just let Mother Nature rule for one more season.
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