The season of HOPE!

 One might think it's the Spring season.  I say the season of Hope.  It's with hope that the garden shows positive signs.  Hope that allergies stay at their low point.  Hope that the birds are successful in raising families.  Just hope, hope, hope for all kinds of new beginnings.  And this writer continues to thwart the Sparrows who continue in their efforts to thwart the Bluebirds. That refers to cleaning out nesting boxes.  Yesterday I checked again and in one of the boxes, I found a sparrow sitting on about 3 pieces of dead grass just looking and looking at me as if I was the intruder and not her. After about a minute of this, she decided to take a hike.  Good decision, Mrs.  So houses for the birds that need houses are hanging.  I'm ready and with this crazy warm March weather maybe the birds are also.  There have been Bluebird egg sightings but the hope is that hatching will wait till there are a few bugs around to feed the babies.  Mother Nature seems to be a bit out of wack in central Indiana.  She may need some help.

.  My hope is that a chickadee will move in.  The hole is small and should work for tiny birds.  

This is last year's Wren house.  I have a new one ready if this one is rejected. This bird usually doesn't care.  It just needs a house.  A gourd has been hanging on this Smoke Tree for years and without fail has raised families of Wrens.  They are the best singers by far.  

We have three bluebird boxes, two attached to trees and one on a post.  This one has been altered by a squirrel who chewed the hole for a much larger bird to enter or perhaps for a squirrel to use.  I bought a hole fixer for Penny, Kimmy's mother last year.  Now I need one as well.  Jared made these with clean-out movable sides that are used every spring to thwart the sparrows.  Last year only one was used with a Cow Bird causing havoc.  It was not a good Bluebird baby year.  

Yesterday I opened the box to the Oriole feeder.  Just hoping that we see a few of those beautiful birds this spring.  Some say they nest here.  I say they stop at Grandpa and Grandma Russell's house on their way to the Russell grandsons in Michigan who feed many of these beautiful birds.  This feeder has ant traps, bee traps, a place for grape jelly as well as sugar nectar.  I've read that they add protein to their babies diets at some point. 

This morning has been a birds morning and I'll close with a picture from the garden of minature daffodils.  It may be as close as I'll come to the garden today since rain is predicted for the entire day.  We'll see if anything happens to the lettuse seeds planted a few days ago.  

Pictures...I have missed them as well as many readers.  Yesterday's picture question was about Kimmy...No.  I just bit the dust and took the computer to my fix-it guy.  It was an easy fix that probably would not have been needed if I had paid attention to what I was doing.  Things like that seem to happen now and then.  

Today once again blessings are sent to God's children.  Pray they may be felt.   
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