Bluebird in Training...

We built this Bluebird feeder a few days ago and it is designed to allow only bluebirds to enter to get the special worms we put inside it.  To get them to use it they have to become familiar with the device.  It has two holes in the sides for them to enter when the lid is closed and the glass is placed in the front. 

However, initially you put the worms in the feeder with the glass and lid removed (or proped open) so they "discover" the worms.  Over a couple of weeks, you replace the glass and then eventually close the lid.  A couple of days ago the bluebirds discovered the feeder and now we have moved to replacing the glass and next week the lid will close.  These birds are known to stay in the area during the winter so when the lid is closed they will be able to enter and exit the box from either side and have worms all winter long. 

Last Great Day of the Year (Weather wise)?

Some of you may think I am crazy, but I love fall...however being back in the Midwest brings with it the fall chores.  Raking leaves for instance.  Okay, so SOME of fall isn't all it's cracked up to be but today was a fantastic shirt sleeve day so into the yard I ventured to rake some leaves. 

Carolina Wren Invades our Topsy Tervy Planter

So much for the tomato plants my husband started in this topsy-turvy...it has been taken over by a family of wrens...babies and all.

Going Away is Bittersweet!

Jenny, Kym, Leslie, and Kim (and a cast of thousands not in this picture) at last nights Going Away Party...about 3 martinis into the night.

Frankly my dear we DO have Widow's Lace

Frankly My Dear...we DO have Widow's Lace! A weed too beautiful to weed wack away...brings back memories of the midwest.

Rock Bridge

Rock Bridge just off the Devil's Ice Box trail in Columbia, MO...amazing.

My Husband Planted a Pole...

I guess this was my fathers day gift from my husband...a clothesline pole.

It is becoming abundantly clear that he is anxious for me to arrive in Columbia so his 'house-chores' can subside. He must be getting tired of the washer and dryer routine if he is this motivated...on a Sunday, in 95 degree heat, on Fathers Day...digging a hole, mixing cement, a real man-job. Wow!

All for little ole' me...I can't wait to arrive and hang his underwear on it week after week...Happy Fathers Day to All!