Why hello there friends, hello. Not to be one of those talk-about-the-weather-all-the-time types, but crapballs! May 2nd and I was decked out in long underwear, gloves and hat again today. So confusing.(Above: Black-and-white Warbler with a caterpillar), below: Painted Bunting hunkering down in some thistle)
Black-capped nestlings-they’ve hatched. Golden-cheeked Warblers have fledgies. This season is going way too fast. WAY TOO FAST! Everyone just needs to calm it on down!
(Above: Orange-crowned Warlber. Below: Bewick’s Wren with a caterpillar) How do you feel about black widows? I have found three fatty females living in my safe zone (two were in the tarp covering my road bike, one under a cactus I have potted outside). Excuse me, ladies, but uh, not a good place to be. Oh yes, I also found of their beautiful egg sacs. I relocated all of them, plus their sac-o’-babies, but have been having a hoard of spider dreams/nightmares. One involved me frantically going through hundreds of black-capped vireo nests, making sure they were free of black widows.
Speaking of dreams, here’s a good one. What does it mean when I have a dream that my right arm is actually a small cave that is housing miniature lizards? The baby lizards use a cliff bar wrapper as a blanket and ride on their mom’s heads. IN MY CAVE ARM. They talk to me and tell me they prefer the cliff bar wrappers to the Lara bar wrappers. My cave arm is not gross, by the way, it’s just a cool arm that is really a tiny cave full of reptiles. This is so weird.