How would we get through these long days without nature? What a gift, the Black-capped Chickadees nested in the box for the first time this summer. I can't think of a more delightful bird, everything about them is friendly and cheerful.
We've been watching their babies flit around, also our pair of semi-tame bunnies and many hummingbirds. The red Crocosima Lucifer, their favorite food, is blooming now. Assorted other wild creatures make themselves right at home here, maybe not as welcome, but still fun to watch. More power to them.
Nature is unpredictable. After all the fuss, expense and bother, the Mason Bee condo is still vacant. Not a sign of life up there. I suppose my carefully nurtured hatchlings flew off to find better digs in the neighborhood. Or maybe they went back to Portland. Nothing personal.
Another unseasonably cold, wet morning in Seattle. This is the gloomiest summer we've had in many years, and in more ways than one. After four straight weekends of rain in Seattle, the Fourth of July finally looks sunny. Of course, every public celebration was cancelled.
Unfortunately, that means people will go more nuts than usual setting off fireworks all night in the streets. People are bored, and the Indian reservation fireworks stands must be going gangbusters this week.
"Boom City"
Tulalip
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