Recent Visitors

One morning Annika found a small robin, with its parents, hopping around in our grass. She tried to find our cat but was unsuccessful, so she and Pedar stationed themselves outside to "guard" the little thing. The mother saw that a banty hen was nibbling nearby, but must have decided that she wasn't a threat because her baby hopped right beside the banty, the banty gave the poor little thing a giant peck on the head, the children both yelled and jumped up and chased the banty back into the coop, and the little robin hid here, beside the rainbarrel for awhile. It was perfectly still, practicing its camouflage techniques. Annika desperately wanted to pick it up, but I felt this might stress its parents too much and didn't let her. She has proven to be a bird whisperer in seasons gone by, healing little birds of varied species, so I probably should've stayed out of it, but I didn't. I went into the house to make tea and suddenly heard the most terrible roar that caused me to drop the spoonful of tealeaves and race outside. I found the cause of the terrible sound was my wee daughter, racing across the yard, roaring from her belly and then suddenly crying as she successfully scared the cat from mid-pounce! I didn't realize that mother-bear instinct was inside us from birth, but apparently it is! I felt a bit of shock from this sound that had emerged from my girl, but terribly proud too!

And now this little robin is losing its spots and flapping happily around our yard each day. Happy endings are the best, aren't they? :o)
This little visitor came to stay for 16 hours on our door jam one evening! We all associate dragonflies with Oma and it was a lovely constant reminder that we get to SEE her and BE with her in less than a month! I don't know if this little critter was cold or hurt in some way, but it flew away once the sun came out the following morning.
Indigo buntings are one of my favourite birds since childhood, perhaps because I've so rarely seen them. In fact, there is one on the cover of our birding book (which my family has used since I was a child) but I'd never seen one in real life until we moved here. The first June we were here I saw one in the forest and was star-struck. I couldn't believe I'd REALLY seen one! I seem to see one nearly every June, but only once, in the years that have proceeded. The other night we were eating our supper on the deck when suddenly I said "Oh my goddess, everyone turn slowly around and LOOK at that!" My entire family froze in mid-bite, wondering whatever it was I could see behind them! There, sitting on top of the birdfeeder not 10 feet away from the table was an indigo bunting! FINALLY I got to share this bird sighting with my family! It soon flew away but Brent managed to get a photo of it in a distant tree for me. We saw its mate too, and we're HOPING they decide to nest somewhere nearby.

Another evening we were having dinner when our friendly Great Blue Heron flew RIGHT past the deck, its long legs extended for landing in our creek. We all ran down the bank, wanting to get a better look at it. We're wanting such great birds to land in our pond to deposit the fish eggs that cling to their legs! This one stuck to the creek, but we watched it for a long time, fishing for the small trout that inhabit our beloved creek.
The kids and I were at Briteland, recently, and they had a bag of ladybugs on the counter for sale. Annika was SO distraught to see her favourite little creatures "trapped" inside the plastic. I explained to her that they were fine, they had food, that they would be bought by someone and released for pest control, but she couldn't get the image of these little creatures inside plastic out of her head. So she decided to buy them and release them herself. What a delight! Now when she sees ladybugs around the yard she's quite sure they're one of her "rescued" ones.

We also had a lovely brown bear visit recently, and we sat on the fence watching and videoing (hence, no photos) it as it dug for roots and ate grass. It looked up at us now and then, but showed no interest in us, despite our alpacas constant warning noises of danger nearby.

And then yesterday we found deer tracks on the path below our house leading up to our house! It must have passed right outside my bedroom window but we didn't see it.

We live in such a magical place.