I’m back home and almost over my jet lag.
I was happy to get reacquainted with this little beauty, who loves balloons.
And to welcome this new little girl into the family.
Of course, I also enjoyed spending time with my daughter and her hubby. It was very hard to leave and there were tears, but although the heart can be in many places the body can only be in one. So, a very long travel day and I was back home. I wish they had a pill for jet lag, but not yet.
When I got back to my studio my father told me that he had taken down a swallows nest twice while I was gone. The remnants were still there to be seen.
I love birds, but swallows are very protective of their nest and babies. I once allowed a nest to remain over our front door because I thought it would be fun to watch the birds hatch and fledge. And it was, if you call it fun to feel the wind of the swallow’s wings as it warns you away, and you have to use your back door for a month, till the nest is empty again. I’d happily share, but there is no sharing with these guys.
So I cleaned it all up, and three days later the swallow pair are still very annoyed with me. I hope that they’ve nested elsewhere, but they keep coming back to sit on the roof of the garage and let me know what I’ve done.
It’s been raining a lot here, so there’s lots of mud for nest building, but I’m keeping my eye on them.
Today was lovely. It started out all foggy and wet.
I went for a walk looking for wild asparagus.
When we were kids we’d walk between the fields looking for asparagus and we got good at spotting it. Of course, we also learned where the good patches were.
This is what I was looking for.
And I did okay.
On my walk I spotted these trees which we think might be wild cherry trees.
I think I might have trouble beating the birds to the fruit so I’m not counting on getting any of these.
So back to the studio where the sun was beginning to shine for gardening, weaving and spinning.