It is time to let the cat out. He greets me by rubbing against my legs and purring while I pour a cup of coffee. After our good morning exchange, he saunters over and waits by the door for me to get whatever paraphernalia I’m bringing. I don’t know about Christmas, the cat; but early morning is my favorite time of day. We ease out the door into the morning.
It is one of the best times to see wildlife. Some are going to sleep and some are waking. Yesterday, in the stillness, I caught a glimpse of a coyote passing by not to mention the doe lifting her head, ever on the alert, ready to sprint off into the woods at any moment. Mug of coffee in hand, I first check the plants in containers on the deck to see which must be watered, fed, protected, etc. As the light changes, so do the photo opts. Sooner or later, hubby joins me and we chat about wishes and dreams for the garden. Since his cochlear implant and not having to struggle to communicate, this has become most pleasant as well. Priceless, actually! We have a lot of catching up to do.
The niger seed feeder beneath my bedroom window keeps goldfinches in view most any time.
As you can see, this goldfinch is more completely molted into breeding plumage.
The bluebirds usually frequent the west side of the house where there is more sun, but this year one has made a tree at the back corner of the house his favorite spot and we get to see him more often.
A pair of Eastern Phoebes made the screech owl box that hubby made to attract owls their nesting site. Well, at least something is using it.
The Rose-breasted Grosbeak is migrating through the area. I’ll have to check to see if he remains for a while or moves on.
If recent rains in Middle Tennessee didn’t wipe your garden out by flooding, it has contributed to lush foliage. I noticed the hosta is looking particularly handsome and in its prime.
How I could live this long and never have had a penstemon is inconceivable but true. I bought Penstemon ‘Dark Towers’ and the little tubular flowers look perfect for attracting hummingbirds.
After perusing the garden, observing bird and bloom, taking photo opts, and performing a few chores in Mother Nature’s Garden, I’m ready to celebrate another day. Life is good.
Photos are courtesy of FlashBlack and edited by Mother Nature.