Rabbits and rain
May. 11th, 2010 04:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thanateI had a lovely mother's day, during which I invited my parents up here for the day, and then my mother and I abandoned ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
grauwulf and my father to amuse each other and went to a native plant sale. I have now planted a decent start to a butterfly garden, and am caught up on odd bits of family gossip: my great uncle is getting married for the fourth time (a fact made unusual by his lack of any divorces, and his last marriage having occurred within the last five years or so) and my grandfather has gotten on antibiotics for Lyme disease and is sounding vastly more coherent than he has been in some years, which is comforting. His 90th birthday was on Saturday, for which I sent him a rather silly card, but it was a silly card that I made, so that counts for something, I hope.
Yesterday, I was going to move some black-eyed Susans from one place to another, and discovered a baby rabbit sitting under them instead. It was there all day, sitting quietly where its mother had put it, and I madegrauwulf leave it be instead of trying to pet it. A butterfly also stopped by while I had my camera out, and held still nicely to be photographed.
Today it is raining and cold enough that I turned the heat back on when I got back from the fabric store (where I was only a very little extravagant) and we have not only had an ambulance down the street (fetching someone out on a stretcher, but sitting up & with no sirens departing, so I'm guessing the problem is unlikely to be life-threatening?) but a little hawk swooping about at the birds. I'm a little worried he may have gotten the male mourning dove from the pair nesting next door, but if so that would have been the first strike of the two I've seen, so perhaps the dove got away.
ETA-- I think I've sighted the second dove, so that's good. Here's wishing the hawk a nice dinner of plump starling.
grauwulf and my father to amuse each other and went to a native plant sale. I have now planted a decent start to a butterfly garden, and am caught up on odd bits of family gossip: my great uncle is getting married for the fourth time (a fact made unusual by his lack of any divorces, and his last marriage having occurred within the last five years or so) and my grandfather has gotten on antibiotics for Lyme disease and is sounding vastly more coherent than he has been in some years, which is comforting. His 90th birthday was on Saturday, for which I sent him a rather silly card, but it was a silly card that I made, so that counts for something, I hope. Yesterday, I was going to move some black-eyed Susans from one place to another, and discovered a baby rabbit sitting under them instead. It was there all day, sitting quietly where its mother had put it, and I made
grauwulf leave it be instead of trying to pet it. A butterfly also stopped by while I had my camera out, and held still nicely to be photographed. Today it is raining and cold enough that I turned the heat back on when I got back from the fabric store (where I was only a very little extravagant) and we have not only had an ambulance down the street (fetching someone out on a stretcher, but sitting up & with no sirens departing, so I'm guessing the problem is unlikely to be life-threatening?) but a little hawk swooping about at the birds. I'm a little worried he may have gotten the male mourning dove from the pair nesting next door, but if so that would have been the first strike of the two I've seen, so perhaps the dove got away.
ETA-- I think I've sighted the second dove, so that's good. Here's wishing the hawk a nice dinner of plump starling.