It started out well enough, with a sighting of a beloved yet rarely seen visitor.
This time he was across the street, walking along the edge of our neighbor’s farm.
He’s a beautiful ring necked pheasant we named Phineas.
They’re not native to Maine and can’t survive the winters, but a man up the road raises them and occasionally one or two will break free. Last year, Phineas brought his woman to our backyard. She was looking for a nesting site… but we never did see any chicks.
Later on in the day….
Saturday, May frickin‘ 9th?
We had ducks.
And snow.
This is the first time we’ve ever had mallards.
Sadly….it isn’t the first time we’ve had snow in May.
The ducks stayed quite a while, raiding the droppings from the bird feeders and the leftover deer grain.
And then a friend joined them.
A fowl day for sure.
My bluebirds came back to make their nest and found that the tree trimmers cut their favorite branch off so I am watching them look for a new tree!!
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I love bluebirds. We have them on rare occasions.
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We had corn snow yesterday. I also saw 3 red cardinals this weekend.
And smiled.
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We’ve been loaded with cardinals, and orioles and goldfinches…. such a pretty time of year.
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Should have left a past comment (of mine) as “snorkeling” – and this “blankety blank blank” wouldn’t have happened. ~js
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Your so lucky! All kinds of fowl things around your yard. This morning I woke up to another damned Mockingbird imitating a car alarm!! And nasty ass doves pooping all over the walkway in my back yard. I hate them so much!
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We have scores of doves as well, but they’re not really a bother here. I actually enjoy mockingbirds… they’re ballsy things.
😉
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yes they are…mofos!
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The weather may be for the birds, but this post is a feather in your cap (which is almost as good as a nest in your hair).
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Thanks for not doing a fly by.
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😉
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I think pheasants can live in very cold places … where I was raised high up in a huge valley along the Great Divide in Colorado, they took to the fields and thrived even with -50 winters and howling winds.
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Sadly they’re raised here then released for hunters. Some may survive a mild winter but most starve.
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