Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
I witnessed something marvelous in Wenatchee the past few days, on a high platform above the Columbia River, (them not me,) a pair of Osprey with their young. The platform was in front of our hotel, fronting the river, and the two adults came… Continue Reading “Close up on Ospreys!”
I rarely see a Goldfinch in my yard; I guess the accommodations and food supply are not to their liking. So, I was happy to see our state bird recently in Westport on our way to Long Beach. Happier still that this handsome male… Continue Reading “American Goldfinch”
Last week I spent a few days in Long Beach, perhaps my favorite place on the Washington Coast (you’ve already seen sunset.) I’ll have more to say about our trip in the coming days, including our excursions into Oregon. But for now, I’ll focus… Continue Reading “On the Wing at Willapa Bay”
It’s a cat’s life. A three-legged cat, that is. I took Benji outside to the backyard for his morning constitution. Sometimes he’s content to rest in the grass and watch the birds; other times he only has escape on his mind. This was one… Continue Reading “Day in the Life of a Tri-Pawed”
I’ve always enjoyed spending time outdoors, in my garden, and lately it starts earlier in the day. As a tripod, Benji must be supervised outside, and I’ve been yielding to his demands first thing in the morning, only fair since he lost his night… Continue Reading “Mornings in the Garden with the Cats and the Birds”
It’s different than it was, but I still enjoy spending time in the garden with the cats and the birds. Tiger is free to go outside by himself, but Benji must be supervised. I’m hoping he can learn from Tiger to stay safely within… Continue Reading “In the Garden with the Cats and the Birds”
I’ve told you about the snag we have in our front yard, saved from the axe a few years ago, per the recommendation of an arborist. I’ve watched the Flickers do their renovation work and seen them nesting in it year after year. But… Continue Reading “Chickadees at Home in the Snag”
Some years ago, my husband noticed one of our trees out front was dying, perhaps already dead. He brought out an arborist to take it down, who instead, convinced us to leave it standing as a snag. He topped it and removed most of… Continue Reading “Northern Flickers Making Home in the Snag”