Sunday, November 15, 2015

Don't Be Shy

It rained last night. I didn't hear it but when I woke this morning the evidence was all around. It's so nice to wake and see the ground wet and feel the moisture in the air. I think we resonate with water because we are almost all water ourselves. Remember the alien on Star Trek years ago who labeled the Trekkians "ugly bags of mostly water"? Gene Roddenberry had great powers of imagination.

So we look up at the rain clouds and the thought on everyone's mind is "will El Nino deliver?" El Nino is that phenomenon that is not fully understood but the Pacific Ocean warms up around the equator and usually, but not always, delivers plenty of moisture to North America. Folks in Texas and elsewhere are already whining "enough already!" So maybe the kid is delivering.

Just not here yet. We are getting rain but not much different than the other years we have been here. I could easily say this is average for us. Average for drought expectations. I've been keeping records so I know what happened a few years back. If someone asks me I won't look stupid because I have to say "Wuulll, I think we had a lot of rain 3 years ago." This won't fly. I have to know.

No, The Little Boy hasn't brought us anything new or out of the ordinary yet. The NOAA says he's a big boy. Biggest in 12 years. So we'll see. Pray for rain.

In the meantime the Chipping Sparrows like my natural bird bath. It's a derelict garbage can with a hole in the bottom and a large pot tray. They don't know it's not from Pottery Barn. They know what they like and as long as it's wet they're happy.

The next day the Chipping Sparrows seemed to have grown into monsters but it was just the Guinea birds coming for a visit. I'd like to say, "What are you feeding those sparrows?"  I'm glad the Guineas visit even if they squawk something fierce when they're excited. It's drowns out everything including your sense of sanity. The thing I like about Guineas is they love insects and we have an epidemic of these terrible stink bugs. I've scoured the internet and I can't figure out what they are except that they're true bugs. A true bug has a flat soft body, well developed feelers, and, here's the key, they defend themselves by stinking. They really, really stink if you bother them. And it doesn't take much to bother them! I wonder if you can bother them so much that they run out of stink like a skunk but honestly that is one experiment I'm not going to try. I'll let the Guineas do their worst. Eat, little Guineas, don't be shy!

I forgot to add something. Our first snow of the season. Looking southward toward Elk Creek at the juncture of CA 162 and Road 306 we see Snow Mountain (aptly named) with the first snow of the season.


  1. I will stop on a roadway to watch birds bathe in a puddle. Are the Guineas tame? Or are they wild birds that come in?

    1. They are not wild. They are domestic in that we got them from a farmer. But that being said they are not tame at all. They will come to feed but stop short. They have a big personal bubble into which one does not intrude. They are pretty cool birds. Very big personalities.

      I like that you will stop and look. They're getting such a kick out of bathing it's fun to watch, isn't it? Love the wild things. Doing their "thang".