How we stay connected to the rest of the world: The dish on the right is for TV; on the left is the one for Internet.
And then there's Zip, which is Canada's version of Netflix. The nearest DVD rental establishment of any size is in Truro, which is at least 30 minutes away.
A much-anticipated sign of spring in these parts is the singing of the small tree frogs known as spring peepers. This year they started peeping about May 8.
Chickadees making a nest in the box on the side of the garage.
Time to start gardening. The tomatoes had to stay in pots, being brought into the kitchen on cold nights, until mid June.
My gardening getup.
Anemonies in bloom.
Geese on the pond, another sign that spring is here.
Red trillium is a gorgeous native wildflower. A friend dug some up from her own garden and gave them to me.
Native bleeding hearts with native strawberries.
A big moment: The arrival of the Muscovy ducks, just 3 weeks old in this photo taken the morning after their arrival, May 22. Their new home is the extra large dog crate I bought for Molly before moving cross country (which, fortunately, she never had to use).
Here they are close up. Cute, aren't they? But wait ...
This is the same ducks just a few weeks later. They are looking at me expectantly because they have learned to associate me with food--especially earthworms, which they are apparently able to eat in unlimited quantities. I wasn't prepared for how dirty ducks are; that's why they're now living outside. Believe it or not, that's the deck AFTER I cleaned up.
The presence of ducks, and the accompanying duck mess, invites freeloaders, such as this chipmunk.
I've named him Felonious. To get the joke, think jazz musicians.
Yet another much-anticipated sign of spring: the arrival of ruby-throated hummingbirds in early June.
Another spring flower: forget-me-nots.
In spring suddenly everything turns very, very green.
A spring ritual: fishing in the river.
A native wildflower shooting star with another native wildflower, Solomon's seal, behind it.
A native wildflower called blue-eyed grass with non-native violas.
More blue-eyed grass. This is one of my favorite wildflowers.
Did I mention how green everything gets this time of year?
For the last couple of years, probably because of the mild winters, we've seen a lot of snowshoe hares, especially in the spring. They seem to be breeding like, well, rabbits.
Molly in my neighbor's pasture.
Ducks on 6/16/07
