In the Garden...

One of my old favorites...

Spring migration has been ongoing here for several weeks, and I have said not a word  about it.  It's also the same story about the making of the gardens... "Where go the days down that tunnel of time..."* 

The Summer Tanager did not come back to his post in the garden this year.  And, the hummingbirds are scanty few, at best.   Of course, change is a way of life that we must learn, at an early age, to accept, but still...  It's the song I will miss on those long summer evenings when a warm breeze blows and those soft sweet notes linger on..."Chick-tucky-luck, chick-tucky-luck.... "  

Now, this is not to say that there are no Tanagers here this year, for I have seen a male and female pair when going up the lane to the main highway, and another male near the old barn where the kitty cats first lived.  

Speaking of cats...  Do you remember when they were just one big happy family? Well, I suppose an update is long overdue.  You may remember that the sweet little black one, Baron I called him, went missing, causing me great worry and grief.  But, gone he was!

 However, the remaining three seemed happy and brought me much pleasure.  To tame four feral cats, mean little hissing things, was no small task.  I had accomplished much! (I am still amazed that I was able to catch all of them, one and a time, and take them to the Vet Clinic for their vaccinations and little operations.)  

And, then, the unexpected happened.  The little tabby with the white markings began to be absent quite often at feeding time.  And, then, she, too, was gone.  More sadness and worry!  

It was at least two weeks before we found her at another part of the farm, living among the hay bales and in one of the long barns.  So, that's her new home. She chose it.   I feed her there every day.  But, I still have trouble imagining why she, the most lovable of the four, would do this.  I told my family that I didn't love her anymore, but I DO.    

The other two are a pair and stay together.  They seem content with one another, eat together, hunt together, and sleep together.  I love them too.   

I had intended this post to be about gardening, but I suppose that will have to wait for another day.  I will write then about the Flickers and the rabbits.  And, the ground hog.  Take care!