What is our caped crusader up to this time?
I’ll give you a hint: There are no wabbits on that rooftop. But he is after something….
I know. All super-hereos have their kryptonite, why should mine be any different?
He has a nemesis–
Do not be fooled by the banal laugh and bright feathers. This evil bird haunts us; every spring, sure as the unwanted snows cover the tulips, woodpecker arrives on our roof in the pre-dawn hours to pound away like a jack-hammer on acid in hopes of attracting a mate.
We’ve discussed my husband’s single minded dedication to triumph over the woodpecker here before. He’s out to get that bird. And I am totally on board. If I were any more supportive I’d be a bra.
It’s just that there is already a pretty impressive arsenal awaiting our fine feathered friend. Our roof currently sports a large mirror, a duct-taped reinforced line of nails, and now this —
Yup. It’s patriotic. It’s plastic. It spins in the wind. And our house is officially that house. Sorry, neighbors. And here you were so supportive of the whole bug-selling venture.
Meanwhile, down here on the ground–
That snow was so 2 days ago. This weekend Mother’s Day brought sunshine and daisy-chains. Head over to Digging in the Dirt to see The World’s Longest Dandelion Chain and other garden updates.
Spoiler alert — you’ll find this Gardener’s Challenge. Tell me, please, what on earth has gotten my rhubarb so excited?