Tag: aviary
member name: Mary H.
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February 20, 2009 09:57 AM EST --
In Birdland Spring teases us with the bright blue skies and occasional warmish breeze. Last week I saw a robin as I carried seed out to the aviary, and my daffodils are sending up green shoots, almost . . .
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July 31, 2009 12:46 PM EDT --
Ghost lilies are haunting Birdland. I noticed them blooming in town last week, and knew ours were not far behind. Do you know about Ghost Lilies? They are the pale pink wild cousins to Amaryllis, and . . .
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October 06, 2008 12:52 AM EDT --
In Autumn more than any other time I'm keenly aware of how quickly the seasons pass. Maybe because I can look back over the summer and see all of the berries I didn't pick, all of the chores left . . .
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January 10, 2009 11:20 AM EST --
It is 2,181 miles from Birdland to Seattle. Today it's 42 degrees there, and cloudy, with showers in the forecast. I have to think about these things, when I imagine my boy, who just said goodbye . . .
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August 27, 2009 11:48 PM EDT --
It is the season of the yellow butterflies, when early mornings are chilly, but by noon we're looking for a shade tree. The butterflies gather at the edges of puddles and then dance in tumbling . . .
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September 29, 2008 12:31 AM EDT --
It is the season of the yellow butterflies and the tiny, biting gnats. I don't know if they are really gnats, but they are the size of a large fleck of pepper and have a silver triangle on their heads. . . .
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January 28, 2009 09:44 AM EST --
In first grade we had a substitute teacher. It was right around my birthday. I don't remember her name, but I have a vivid memory of her standing at the front of the classroom. She had a modest beehive . . .
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March 13, 2009 09:44 AM EDT --
Aren't spring shoots amazing? Pushing up out of frozen, grey earth, shouldering aside clods, each shoot with a different shape. A rosette of green tulip leaves is tinged with red, each leaf like the . . .
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April 03, 2009 11:19 AM EDT --
Birdland is fresh with spring green and sprouts. Tiny, dicots polka dot the worn spots in the yard, and I wonder what kinds of weeds I might be pulling in the next few weeks. My seeds arrive d in the . . .
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April 10, 2009 10:11 AM EDT --
Birdland is damp and overcast today, and the ducks are happy. They wandered off somewhere this morning and I was just sure that they were gone—carried away by a sneaky predat or or lured away by a handsome . . .
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June 14, 2009 11:22 AM EDT --
This column was born of letters to friends. In correspondence, I found myself describing in detail the microcosm of my yard. It seemed like I just had to look out the window or walk out to the bean field . . .
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June 26, 2009 12:42 PM EDT --
Birdland has a new bonfire pit, thanks to Alexsis, home from the East Coast for a while. My niece loves her home, yet she is no homebody. She is always on some migratory path, and I can't keep track . . .
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July 03, 2009 11:43 AM EDT --
In Birdland the Black-Eyed-Susans are still blooming, and the Jerusalem artichokes are budding. Another yellow flower (one that looks so much like ragweed when it comes up that I used to pull it all . . .
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July 24, 2009 12:03 PM EDT --
In Birdland the sunflowers I planted around the garden coop have grown strong stalks to carry their faces up over the roof of the coop to greet the morning sun. They clear the coop, but are still in the . . .
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August 21, 2009 01:22 PM EDT --
School has started, bringing a whole new set of rhythms that reminds us that Fall is on its way. Bedtimes and breakfast are earlier, and we settle into a schedule of making lunches, doing homework, and . . .
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October 01, 2009 11:38 PM EDT --
It's chilly in Birdland, and gets dark early, and the light comes late in the morning. Almost time to plasticize the coops. The quince is turning golden on the little tree, each heavy fruit weighing . . .
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October 22, 2009 12:52 PM EDT --
It has warmed up some in Birdland, and dried out enough for the harvest to begin. The corn is the color of my dog, Isis, but it's the beans they're cutting now, all day and into the evening, the headlights . . .
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August 07, 2009 12:15 PM EDT --
A young cardinal wants badly to get into the house. It flies up to the kitchen window and peers in, only to fly away when it sees me at the counter. It comes to the door, too, clinging to the edge of . . .
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April 05, 2008 03:41 PM EDT --
It finally feels like spring in Birdland: warm, sunny weekend, golden crocuses blooming, intensely red buds on the maple trees. The wind is beginnng to shred the plastic sheets on the aviary and chicken . . .
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October 19, 2008 08:04 PM EDT --
Part I
The corn is now the color of Ms. Tawny Hen, the beans a little browner than Pepper’s saddle. The day is chilly and dark at both ends, but still nicely warm in the middle. Remember those . . .
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