The Baronet and his lady are drinking from the hummingbird feeders; this alone was shocking enough, but now all of the finches are doing it too. WTFF? I’ve seen the Gila woodpeckers do this before, but cardinals? They have such stumpy beaks.
This is not the Baronet, this is his father, the Red Baron. What a grump! You can totally tell, just look at him.
The Baronet, on the other hand, is a goofball, very friendly, a bird for all seasons, almost never rude to other birds and very solicitous of his pretty pretty ladybird. Their nest is in the oleanders along the west side of my house. Lots of birds nest there.
The Baron’s pad is across the alley to the back, the south, and he lives in Tony’s Evil Oasis. Tony waters like a mutha and he has a grass lawn (if you don’t know the desert, you don’t know how naughty and shocking this is, in Tucson people generally only do it in their back yards, where no one can see) and a freakload of fruit trees, flowers, you name it.
It has occurred to me that I’ve built a serious oasis myself over the past few years, one that is also approaching the dark side waterwise. I also have a freakload of fruit trees, flowers, vines, veggies. My focus this summer is on greywater- shower, kitchen sink, washing machine- gotta get it all out to the yard so I don’t run the hose too much. I’m also hoping that the additional shade I’ve put up will result in less heat in the house… I’ve got a fantasy that I’ll be able to keep the AC off until Bill and the boys arrive in mid-July. I think that if I didn’t have anyone else to answer to, I could keep it off forever.
I had a lovely day, featuring a surprise lunch with my dear friend Kate Drew-Wilkinson and a lot of forward motion.
Isn’t she beautiful?