Yesterday was quite the day for curiosities...
and a couple of mysteries.
The morning started out as planned with a visit from the farrier.
While he was busily trimming hooves,
I happened to glance out into the dry lot
to see a flurry of wings as a rather uncoordinated bird landed on the fence.
At first I thought it was one of our muscovy ducks.
We often see them perched on fences and roofs...
even way up high on the large arena.
Then I looked closely and realized it was not a duck, but a cormorant.
They are actually more closely related to pelicans.
Cormorants are coastal birds, generally... their diet consisting of fish and eels and water snakes.
There are a number of them that live on the river about 30 miles downriver from our house.
This bird seemed lost and confused.
He sat on the fence, surveying the farm for about 10 minutes and then took off...
flying clumsily across the front pasture and out of sight.
Quite a curious visitor!
Then, after the farrier finished, I headed into the garden
to check out something that I had seen earlier on a tall weed.
This fellow had caught my eye during morning chores as I drove the gator past the garden.
I needed a closer look.
Yikes.
How about those spikes!
I spent a good bit of time last evening trying to identify it, and could not find out
what type of caterpillar this is.
It's the first of its kind that I have ever seen.
Do you have any idea what he is?
I definitely did not want to touch this fellow!
The garden, has become exactly how I had originally envisioned it.
Much of the fence is now covered in vines... and morning glories.
It's become my very own secret garden.
The bean tunnel has finally filled in...
and I am harvesting lovely dry beans..
that I am storing for winter.
On a day like yesterday with all of its curiosities...
I can't help but wonder if these might be magic beans.
Perhaps I should plant them and see.
A vine that grows up into the clouds would fit right in with the mysteries
of this particular day!
Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum!
Comments
Tell us where they are from . .
Whose family they live in . .
Your gardens look full, ripe, beautiful.
I like the Minerva pic . . . (I think I have the right name.)
Keeping watch . . . tending Ina way . . .
Isn’t it a great day when our dreams match what we see . . .
The cat looks like some sort of fritillary, but I'm not sure which variety.