With each downpour of rain, the garden gets fuller and more lush. The clematis is filling out with buds, as are the poppies and dianthus, weigela, irises, peonies, wild geranium, honeysuckle, and roses. A sunburst locust in the middle of the garden is a stunning cloud of yellow leaves that burst after the last thunderstorm.
The past two weeks we’ve enjoyed the fragrant scent of lilac, lily of the valley, hawthorn and apple blossoms, and the beauty of yellow magnolia, serviceberry, redbud, purple sandcherry and tulips blooming. Needless to say, I love spring!
Along with this bounty of new growth are sparrow parents bringing their babies to the backyard. Lots of places to hide among the shrubbery and perennials! I worry about neighbourhood cats prowling about, but the wet weather probably kept them closer to home today. We were looking out the deck sliding window when two birds landed on the patio table. One flew off to a branch on the locust tree and the other one took a nose dive into a boxwood shrub beside the deck step. While the boxwood isn’t particularly big, it still proved a struggle for what was a fledgling sparrow not quite up to flying. It eventually made its way through the branches to the ground and hopped over to hide in the greenery. The mulch would normally be excellent camouflage, but the rain had darkened it so the little guy stood out more.
Fledglings have feathered out enough to begin exploring, unlike younger nestlings. If you find the former, just leave them alone; Mom or Dad aren’t too far away and are teaching them street smarts. Nestlings, on the other hand, are featherless and fuzzy and may need help getting back into the nest–if you can find it. Don’t believe the old warning that the mother bird will boot a baby that has a human smell; go ahead and return it to the nest.
Up next post: seedling update.