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chanter1944) wrote2025-05-29 08:57 pm
chanter1944) wrote2025-05-29 08:57 pm
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spring in Dairyland
A few small but significant warm fuzzies from my corner of the isthmus, because why not?
My winter thyme (insert temporality jokes here, I already have) is happy, as is the pineapple sage. The [vehement swearing redacted] squirrels are still digging in my daylily pot, but the daylily doesn't seem to be too bothered. And both my spinach and dill are growing so well they need harvesting; the dill's getting long, and the spinach is flourishing in all directions. :)
We may, and I'm not certain I can be sure without a visual ID, have a northern mockingbird in the area! I didn't think we got them this far west, but I was absolutely hearing snippets of multiple other birds' songs in succession - cardinal, robin, house finch - from exactly the same location, none of them duplicated in full. Next time I hear whoever that is, I'll call AIRA and see if they can pin down a visual. I wish them luck searching through the local trees. :P
Blooming lilacs are a joy all their own. Sniff sniff sniffity sniiiiiff. :D
And speaking of sniffing. On my usual lunch break walk, I met a passerby going in the other direction, clearly accompanied by at least one puppydog. I melted, asked if I could say hi, and got an affirmative, but a warning that both (!) dogs were bouncy friendlies with a tendency to jump for joy. I took a guess, said they sounded like retrievers, and yep! Two goldens, neither very old. One was just a year, which is absolutely still a puppy when you're a retriever, and particularly when you're a golden goofball. I said as much to said teenage floof, while snuggling him and getting licked in the face. Awww. They were both super sweet, which... well, retrievers. <3 My day was brightened, which is also not unexpected when retrievers are around.
My winter thyme (insert temporality jokes here, I already have) is happy, as is the pineapple sage. The [vehement swearing redacted] squirrels are still digging in my daylily pot, but the daylily doesn't seem to be too bothered. And both my spinach and dill are growing so well they need harvesting; the dill's getting long, and the spinach is flourishing in all directions. :)
We may, and I'm not certain I can be sure without a visual ID, have a northern mockingbird in the area! I didn't think we got them this far west, but I was absolutely hearing snippets of multiple other birds' songs in succession - cardinal, robin, house finch - from exactly the same location, none of them duplicated in full. Next time I hear whoever that is, I'll call AIRA and see if they can pin down a visual. I wish them luck searching through the local trees. :P
Blooming lilacs are a joy all their own. Sniff sniff sniffity sniiiiiff. :D
And speaking of sniffing. On my usual lunch break walk, I met a passerby going in the other direction, clearly accompanied by at least one puppydog. I melted, asked if I could say hi, and got an affirmative, but a warning that both (!) dogs were bouncy friendlies with a tendency to jump for joy. I took a guess, said they sounded like retrievers, and yep! Two goldens, neither very old. One was just a year, which is absolutely still a puppy when you're a retriever, and particularly when you're a golden goofball. I said as much to said teenage floof, while snuggling him and getting licked in the face. Awww. They were both super sweet, which... well, retrievers. <3 My day was brightened, which is also not unexpected when retrievers are around.