This morning I confirmed what we suspected: Bluebirds have hatched in the birdhouse! I peeked in, sort of, with my phone, because the angle into the little space doesn’t work for my big head, and there was a hefty earthworm lying on the nest, too. This family has somehow been planned since February, when the mating pair first started investigating my Bluebird House, as it is marketed. It’s the second time for bluebirds; chickadees used it several times, too.
My own house is getting a new roof, a blessing of an entirely different category probably not to be compared with baby birds, but both of those events of the week are happy and uncommon. One way they differ is in longevity. I am pretty sure that this roof will last 25 years, and far “outlive” those tender creatures who recently pecked themselves into the open air. The roofers are making loud clomping, thudding and banging noises, while the baby birds sweetly peep. Also, my new roof is not blue.
In the front garden, I have let the asparagus go to ferning, making food for next year. It looks like a big flyaway bush hiding my car, which I parked on the street so that the roofers could use the driveway:
In the back, I moved all the potted plants away from the house so that they don’t get little pieces of old roofing shingles dropped on them. That’s penstemon in the foreground:
Love-in-a-Mist is growing nicely where I scattered seeds last summer. It is known for self-sowing, so I’m hoping this will happen again and again. Hello, May Flowers!
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How splendid to get a glimpse of your pretty garden as well as the baby birds!
Gretchen, I LOVE this post! I feel like I am right there with you – wish I could just fly right out there and really be there in that beautiful garden – it seems to get more and more lush every time I see a photo. Congratulations for the bluebirds !!! I am inspired to try that myself. I always loved the chickadees that usually nested in our back porch house. Our suburban yard was never a good place for bluebirds, but this one is! Love, Nicole
How nice you are getting a new roof! That is huge! Your garden is so beautiful. How sweet to have bluebirds in your birdhouse. It looks like a lovely spring.
I love these glimpses into your oh-so-beautiful gardens. The colors are wonderful. Yay for the birdies. It is so exciting to have tenants in the bird houses. We are expecting babies under our porch shortly. It was with mixed emotions when a nesting pair of swallows began to build their mud hut there above the door, but now we are quite taken with them. The male is such a devoted mate.
Oh Gretchen, what heaven! I love all your beautiful flowers. and those bluebirds! I have two birdhouses with tenants but have yet to see or hear babies from either one. Lucky you to see this! Life is good, isn’t it?
How lovely everything is in your garden these days. Hooray for bluebirds nesting in your box. I love flowers that self-seed, like the double poppies that are just beginning to pop out from the ground here. It’s been a late cold spring.
A new roof—that’s a major expenditure. We had to have ours redone a few years back. It should outlast us. You got a nice shot of the baby Bluebird. I wonder how many there are.
I peeked into the Chickadee house in the front garden and saw only 3 babies but hopefully there were more underneath. The nest is so small but there were 5 eggs to begin with.
Love-in-a-mist is so pretty. I’ve never seen it grown around here so maybe it’s not hardy (or it drowns in winter).
When I recently visited my friend in the drought-stricken hill country, her garden was all brown and crispy, with hardly a flower to be seen. But her Love-in-a-Mist were there, and in bloom, popping up among garden path stones and other unlikely places. None were where she’d planted them, but they clearly had spread their seed, even in those unfriendly conditions.
That is good to hear. Just this week I found a jar full of last year’s seed pods and I scattered them in new places to get next winter’s rain. They don’t last very long and it seems like they might fill a springtime space that’s waiting for other plants to fill it in a month later.
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I just love, love In the mist 💓