Mockingbirds love the sound of their own voices. Especially in the middle of the night when all sane birds are either sleeping or making very low, subtle sounds like the hoot of an owl. Mockingbirds, though, prefer to show off their skills and daring by emulating the most shrill, obnoxious, attention-getting sounds they have ever heard, over and over again. Car alarms, house alarms, alarm clocks, all presented right outside the bedroom window starting relentlessly at 3 am.
If I weren’t so tired, I’d be impressed.
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I don’t know what those funny little blobs with the antennae are, but there are all kinds of tasty insect larvae making a home in our temporary pond. The tadpoles enjoy chasing them around and making them scatter.
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I went from the front yard to the back to trim some brush, and all was calm. When I had finished, maybe 20 minutes later, this gang had settled on our pear tree in the front yard. Hopefully they are just passing through!
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That’s all. Cracked me up, I was wondering why he randomly came around the corner with a phrase for me to translate…
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Happy and Blessed Easter, everyone!
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A Work in Progress 