Saw the first bat of the season earlier this week – I love the bats and their jerky soaring flight. Glad to welcome them back, since the mosquitoes will be here soon, too.
The cowbirds are back for the second year – don’t care for their lifestyle, but they are interesting birds. Lots of other air folk are arriving, too. Including one I’ve never seen before – the rosebreasted grosbeak. An astonishing fuschia splash on his chest. Big and perky, patient up to a point, and then is large enough to get to the feeder and get his share. Saw another a few days later – they were definitely ready for a little mano a mano tussle. Then yesterday, I saw the female – who looks like a large sparrow with white mascara.
Found lots about the grosbeak – big beak to crack open seeds – in the nature books, but not in the spiritual books. So I mused up my own notions about what the message might be, and have emailed that to my great friend Ann, who is a gifted Animal Communicator. (Comment if you want her info.) I’ll report back when it’s all intuited and clear.
In the meantime – having all those wonderful visitors takes my mind off how much yard work there is to do. And then I can think about how much fun it is when the work’s done!