The Ides of March have passed. Poor Julius Caesar (our President too was betrayed by his own Senate). Hope you enjoyed your St. Patrick’s Day. Winter officially comes to an end this week. Spring will be here regardless of the weather. It has only reached up into the paltry 80s this week locally. But then again the recent “bomb cyclone” effects did not make its way this far south with the threats of tornados along its path. Hope you all stayed safe and sound.
The Eastern Bluebird family in the backyard birdhouse will soon be hatching. In the meantime, I continue to monitor them closely. When they start bringing in bugs you know the chicks have hatched. I tried to put a feeder close to the nest, but the marauding Cowbirds got to it, so I moved it so as not to disturb the nesting Bluebirds. A surprise visitor, a migrating Cedar Waxwing stopped by too. Have only captured them once before a few years ago. Finches and warblers of various types are also migrating through. The golden yellow wings of a male Goldfinch caught my eye recently, so I just had to grab the Doohickey and try for a shot. Hope you enjoy it. A few Brown Pelicans are still in the area as is our young George Jr, the juvenile Yellow-crowned Night Heron. Still waiting for the rest of the family to show up.
Unlike Saint Patrick, I doubt that I will be venerated any time soon. Were it to happen everyone would then have to start drinking a fine aged single malt scotch instead of green beer. I guess I will just settle for sanctified instead. Blessings.