Wild things
We opened up the meadow house this weekend, and I'm back among the wild things.Chorus frogs and spring peepers are calling for mates down at the pond. (If you want to hear what I'm hearing, click here to listen to a chorus frog and peeper duet.)
Yesterday afternoon a wild turkey paced around the meadow and we saw another along the road when we drove into town for dinner last night.
A little brown bat comes to hunt for bugs after dark.
And this morning the bluebirds and tree swallows were feuding over one of the wooden nest boxes. At one point, a bluebird and a tree swallow were wrestling and tussling on the ground beneath the box.
We're going to go to town today to buy more real estate: another couple bluebird houses to put up on 2x4s.
There also seems to be a new crop of baby spiders in the house. A couple were in among the typed pages of Thief that I had sitting on my desk. I saw a number of these reddish babies the first day, but now I'm seeing fewer, and it's not because I'm squishing them. I think they just needed a few days to learn to be discreet.
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