Krazy Kardinal

So we've got this wacky male cardinal, who enjoys attacking his own reflection in car mirrors and windows. Every time we look outside, he's at one of the cars, staring into a side mirror and then flying straight into it with much flapping. The Juke is especially enticing, with over-sized side mirrors.

We have yet to actually capture him on camera "attacking", but here are several that were close....

In Bloom

Ah, Spring....grass, garden, flowers and dandelions....not necessarily in that order...

Rototill we meet again....

The Curse of the Return of the Yellow Menace

Something borrowed, something...purple?

Tulip Twins

Now THIS is Spring!

Beautiful few days after much rain early in the week. Finally dry enough to cut the rest of the grass without stalling the mower.....though pretty soon I'll just have to start cutting it ALL again anyway!

Flowers, trees etc. in full bloom. Dandelions too, unfortunately. Hoping to till the garden for planting tomorrow.....a full TWO months behind last year! (the tilling, not the planting)

Stupid long winter.

Tulips.....or three?

They're baa-aack!!!

The first cut is the deepest

Momma cat, aka "Pooka"

Thirsty kittens milking the situation

They're SO cute, Part II

Pictures are worth 4000 words.

The Circle of Life

Just days after losing our feathered friend, Jean Pigeon, spring re-birth has returned to us life. Daffodils and tulips continue to bloom, AND we gained three new kittens! Our erstwhile barn cat was noticeably thinner when we arrived home today, and soon after we found three tiny tabbies nestled away in the man-garage.

A raft o' daffodils

Mommy feeding her babies

Triumvirate o' Tabbies

Box o' Kittens

R.I.P. Jean Pigeon

We lost a pet yesterday, our hangabout racing pigeon that showed up almost two years ago and never left. Dubbed Jean Pigeon (think French - Jean PEE-Jean), he greeted us every morning at the back deck looking for food, and swooped us each night when we got home. He even used to hunker down to sleep below our bedroom window.

Having already survived two long winters plus one cat attack and one hawk attack (at least that we know of), both courtesy of Jane's intervention, his days had long been numbered. From his cat-taunting deck struts, to his circular fly-overs of the property, his presence was a daily routine we grew fond of. In the end, he succumbed to instinctual feline aggression.

Based on his legband, we think he was an Ohio purebred Clean-Legged Icicle pigeon that blew off course across Lake Erie. He shall be missed.

Norma Jeans

Made the trek to London last night to catch some quality live music at Norma Jeans. Wide Mouth Mason was already a wicked band before, especially live, and the addition of rock legend Gordie Johnson on bass could only make them better. Arguably a waste of his immense guitar talent, but certainly a boon for WMM and their fans. Luckily they already have Shawn Verrault, one of the most insanely talented and under-rated guitarists I have ever seen.

As good as they were last night, the opening act may have stolen the show. At the very least, they were one hell of a tough act to follow. The Stanfields are from Halifax and completely owned the place with a relatively unique blend of rock, folk, celtic and bluegrass. Something tells me these boys are going places.

Got in late (3:30am) after Jane drove us home in a thunderstorm. Woke up late to already 17 C, birds singing and everything blooming. Heck of a nice way to start a Saturday.

Sound check in a Labatt town

The Stanfields

Dirtiest Drunk in the History of Liquor!

Widemouth Mason

Who IS that masked bass player?

A different sort of Bud than last night

...and the daffodils look lovely today....