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Saturday, 29 June 2024

What A Light Show!!!

Our June has been a month of diverse weather extremes. Can't ever remember having this much rainfall. Which has been good to heal my grub damaged lawn and to bring on an abundance of blossoms. The honeysuckle vine at the front of my house has never looked as glorious. The hummingbirds absolutely love it!

My honeysuckle vine is this year's show stopper.
Pansies and violas, also making a nice display.
My white rose is pretty but regrettably has no scent.

 

Canada Day is at hand and there will be plenty of fireworks. But I've already experienced a fantastic light show just before midnight on June 13th. 

A storm rolled in with savage winds and torrential, pelting rain. Also, prolonged and blinding lightning which seemed to go on for the most part of an hour. Finally, the storm wandered off to the north and calm and darkness returned. I had a brief sleep before being awakened by a pulsing bright light outside my window. My first thought was that emergency vehicles were outside, perhaps rescuing a car that might have gone off the road. I got up to look out the window and was astonished at what I saw. Fireflies!!! Flashing madly from the lawns and shrubs and trees outside my window. I've never seen them in such numbers and never in such an intense and frenzied display. Usually these paper clip sized beetles wink out a simple pattern of light (usually neon green but can also be pink or blue or white) with their bioluminescent organs and wait for a rival (or mate) to return the signal. I know that fireflies are more active after a rain but this lot seemed extra worked up by the storm's lightning and were madly synchronizing their flashes. It's said that we forget days but remember moments. That insect hosted light show was one of those dramatic moments for me.

Speaking of lights, a few months ago I took a notion to go grocery shopping before dawn. Once on the highway and heading toward the store I noticed that despite the clear night, I wasn't seeing very well. Other motorists were zipping along as if they could easily see the road but I was struggling to see very far in front of the car. It had been a fair while since I'd driven in the dark so I thought perhaps my eyesight was at fault. Then it occurred to me that the fault could be with my sixteen year-old car's headlight lenses. The plastic had become partly opaque on the surface. Definitely not ideal for night driving! So I bought a headlight buffer kit and followed the instructions. The result was not perfect, but much better than before. 

My car's headlight lenses had become somewhat cloudy with age. 
Masked for the buff and re-coat treatment.
Not perfect, but much clearer now.



 

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I've been on an iced tea streak lately. So handy to have a pitcher ready if anyone drops by or for a nice pick-me-up after a morning of yard work. Here is the recipe I like:


                  Iced Tea

4 cups water 

3 bags tea (I like English Breakfast) 

1/3 cup white sugar 

1/4 cup freshly squeezed lemon juice. 

- In large saucepan, heat water to a rapid boil. 

- Remove from heat, drop in tea bags and cover with lid. 

- Let steep for no more than 10 minutes. 

- Remove bags and add sugar. Stir until dissolved. 

- Let cool to room temperature and stir in lemon juice. 

- Refrigerate until chilled. 

- Serve over ice cubes with lemon slices and/or sprigs of mint. 

Store iced tea in the refrigerator for up to two weeks. Use a container that has a sealable spout. 

A favourite salad and a glass of iced tea.
 

Barn swallows have built a mud nest in my garage. All within the month of June, the young have hatched and fledged. There are three adults feeding them, as was the case last year. I wonder what relation the third caretaker is. An older sister or brother? Perhaps and aunt or an uncle? 

These lucky young barn swallows have three adults caring for them.
A mother robin hatching her second brood of the year.


 
I'm very glad to see a cute and peace loving little skunk appearing most mornings in my back yard. Usually skunks prefer to forage at night but this little fellow sometimes stays out until almost mid morning. It seldom looks up from it's work of sniffing out and digging for grubs in the grass. Often only a few feet from me, it will glance up, not notice me (or not care I'm there) and quickly give it's full and prolonged attention back to foraging. I think skunks are near-sighted. I am too.
Dripping wet on a rainy morning.
Maybe seeing me. Maybe not. Definitely not worried.
Just chilling on a lovely June afternoon.

Tuesday, 6 October 2015

A Day In The Life ...

The day starts with the honking of Canada geese as they wing southward in "V" like formations. I rise, pour myself a cup of coffee, turn on the radio and retire to my couch to sip and listen to the latest broadcast. Next, I check my mouse traps in the basement and workshop -- areas not accessible to the prowling feline, Ellie Mae. Three mice were caught yesterday -- none this morning. At this time of year they find their way into my dwelling, seeking a winter shelter. Can't blame them for that but it's wise to catch them early before they get a chance to reproduce. Their bodies will be quickly consumed by crows, skunks or other scavengers.

I check my night cam to see who enjoyed the community dish meal of table scraps I set out last night. On offer was chicken skins and fat cut from lamb chops. The plastic container was licked clean and ready for the recycle bin. As usual, Jimmy Skunk was the lucky diner and I notice he is making good progress on layering his body with fat to tide him over the oncoming winter months.

At my bird feeders, small birds try to grab a meal before the half dozen local bluejays haul away the goods. I laughed yesterday to see one of the young squirrels dash into a feeder to startle away one of those greedy blue feathered pilferers. My strategy has now switched to restocking the feeders with lesser amounts but more often.

I've got errands to run -- groceries and furnace filters to buy. But I'm reluctant to leave this little paradise even for just an hour or two.

A family of Canada Geese winging south in the early morning.


A gold finch checking the contents of a hanging feeder.


This nut hatch is in luck to find a fresh stock of peanuts and sunflower seeds.


A warbler watches for cluster flies which it will feed on before heading south.


This cardinal seems to be looking for the waitress to refill the feeder.


One of the young red squirrels has somehow lost the tip of it's tail.


Bees foraging on blossoms as yet untouched by frost.


Lucky for some, having a nap while others have to graft for a living.


Jimmy Skunk enjoying a meal of meat scraps.