Happy Easter, Happy Spring! Happy woodpeckers and bluebirds pecking on our house!
Those are the signs of spring here at 7500 feet in southern Colorado. Seven does and three yearlings were grazing in the back yard off our patio yesterday morning. At dawn this morning my cat, Dickens, sat on the windowsill watching wild turkeys strutting about in our driveway. Just now I had to chase a bluebird away from pecking holes outside the loft bedroom window. Twice. The second time he (or she) flew as far as the nearby pine branch and chirped in frustration at me.
Last summer we paid a couple fellows to climb up on scaffolding to fill in all the holes the little critters had made from previous years. The woodpeckers like to stash acorns and such in there. The bluebirds make nests of them. I guess our house is warmer than trees. Or maybe they like our music?
Oh, and my daffodils are coming up. I think the deer ate all the crocuses.