We squeezed in another short trip to Roseburg in January. This time though, I was sick with a cold and didn’t have an interest in doing much of anything. I didn’t even take out the camera because it was cold and raining and there was no way I was going to walk around outside. But, it happened that there was one very compelling and irresistible photo opportunity that I just had to take advantage of. Outside, in the yard, near the upper pond was the (not) very rare sighting of
Bruce, the crazy farmer!
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He had decided some time back that he wanted to plant daffodils and crocuses, and he either had to plant them on this trip or they would go bad. So there he is, in the pouring rain, digging holes and planting the bulbs. Now, won’t it just be nice if the voles and deer don’t eat them.
The deer were checking out his progress. Four of them were running around between breaks in the rain.
Since I had the camera out I sat for a while in the living room and saw these other two guys–an American Robin and a Gray Squirrel. They both look very well fed!
The American Robin is a migratory songbird of the Thrush family. It is the 2nd most abundant, still existing, land bird in North America. It is active mostly during the day and assembles in large flocks at night. The robin’s diet is beetle grubs, earthworms, caterpillars, fruits and berries. It is among the first birds to sing at dawn, or hours earlier, and the last as evening sets in. This bird used to be hunted for its meat but is now protected in the U.S. by the Migratory Bird Act. (Wikipedia)
The Western Gray Squirrel, Sciurus griseus, is shy, and will generally run up a tree and give a hoarse, chirping call when disturbed. They weigh about 14-35 oz. and the length, including the tail, is 18-24 inches. It is the largest tree squirrel in the western coastal U.S. They forage on the ground, but prefer to travel from tree to tree. Their ears don’t have tufts, but they turn a reddish-brown in the back during the winter. The squirrel eats berries, pine nuts, acorns, seeds and the eggs of small birds. (Wikipedia)
These are the happy flowers that we hope to see in the Spring…the reason that Bruce stood out in the rain and cold, diligently planting. That’s what a gardener does, no matter the weather, in the hope that what he plants will become something glorious.