Mostly Birdhouses

Didn't mean to stay away so long. Have had several things going on...

Back pain, for one. Went in last Tuesday for another injection. Thank goodness for medication to take away pain so I can move about, and keep working...I am so looking forward to planting a little garden this spring. 

Do you see Smokey...

That's him sitting on a stump, looking out across the cut-over. Would love to know what he is thinking. Probably like myself, wishing we had the trees back. 

Yesterday was sunny and 58 degrees...a beautiful day!

Such strange weather we've had this winter. It's either been warm and raining, or freezing cold, windy, and sunny. This has been the WINDIEST winter ever!

Anyhow, a good day to clean out and repair all the many birdhouses scattered about...

the squirrels have been chewing on this one.

This one is my favorite. Looks like a rustic little house I might want to live in. Looks like there might be a wood stove inside.

or maybe this one Poppy built many years ago...

This one has five apartments!

and looking through the trees, way up to the teeny tiny garden is another big one...

and the little red Adirondack chair house...

we moved from the front porch. Maybe a little Wren will find it here.

Little wrens build in the most unusual places. I remember being with Aunt Berlie one summer day. We were going out to hang clothes on the line but discovered a Wren had built her nest inside the clothespin bag that was hanging on the back porch.

Aunt Berlie had one of those old green wringer type washing machines. It sat on the back porch too along with a tub or two. She would let me catch the clothes as they came through the wringer.

Anyhow...

The little house on the cedar tree was occupied last year by a family of flying squirrels. We never saw them during the day but at night, with a flashlight, could find them on the suet cakes.

This one needed a new bottom. Didn't cover all the birdhouses. Seems like there are a dozen scattered about.

Oh, let me tell you...when we first went outside it was still a little chilly. I was working on a panel in the greenhouse that the high winds had blown loose when Poppy walked up. "Have you been inside the greenhouse", I asked, motioning to him to come inside...

The little milk house heater was on. It was cozy and warm inside, and smelled good from the candle on the shelf. Poppy's response...his exact words..."damn Mel, when did you do all this? We could sleep out here". 

I offered him a cup of tea. He laughed. "Will you ever grow up", he asked. 

 "Nope! Have no plans to any time soon".

So, since there is no roof over what I've been calling my "playhouse"...

this will now be the "potting area" and the teeny tiny greenhouse, the "playhouse". 

Didn't mean to go on and on, and gosh! so many pictures. I'll understand if you checked out a while back. 

Seriously, thank you for visiting. :)

Love,
Henny