WildLife Wednesday – Not Turtle Egg – updated

One of the fun things about yardening is that I never know what I’m going to encounter. Like today, I was digging in one of my flower beds to plant some marigolds. I was pulling the dirt in around the edge of the marigold, when I found an egg buried under a sweet william.

Cool, I physically laughed out loud. I walked across the yard where my husband was mowing and told him, “I need to show you something.”
He followed me to the flowerbed. He laughed and said, “Isn’t that something. I bet it’s a turtle egg.”

We both shared a laugh at the interesting things we find on our property.
I agreed with him about the turtle egg. We used to see turtles in our yard making nest. So far though, we’ve never seen a baby turtle.

I covered the egg back up with soil.  I hope that it may one day hatch out a turtle. Unfortunately, we’ve had more than a few freezing temperatures this past month. This egg is really close to the top of the soil so it may not be viable now.
Or it might be, we’ll see, time will surely tell.

Have a great rest of the week.
May all your surprises be fun ones.

edited in:
There may be more eggs. I stopped digging around as soon as I saw the egg.
Also, I’m just guessing it’s a turtle egg. I honestly don’t know what kind of egg it is.

Edited in May 30, 2017- This is not a turtle egg. It’s a hen of some sort.
see my updated post: Fox Eggs


WildLife Wednesday – Screech

P1040378bEvery time we walk into our barn the first thing we do is look for Screech, even though he hasn’t visited since last year. Last Saturday, we were tickled to see him ‘peeking’ out of his favorite cubby hole.P1040378aWe hadn’t seen Screech since last year. We thought he left to find another place to live because a guy got greedy and cut down several acres of trees in the woods near our home. (Yes, I know the guy owns the land and it’s his right to log it off, but it doesn’t change our being unhappy about it…)

We figure Screech and his Mrs. nested each year in that batch of woods. The area looks so bare and treeless with huge stumps and limbs laying dying and scattered around. We were sad to think that we may never see Screech again.

P1040389a*I apologize for the sad quality of these photos. I didn’t use a flash because I was afraid I’d frighten Screech. I took probably a dozen photos and only a couple of ones turned out clear enough to tell that Screech is an owl. I used a photo edtitor to try and clean the photos up. I made crops out of the original photos for the close-ups… P1040389b

Screech wasn’t in the barn Sunday. We’re sad he didn’t stay. My husband says that Screech is probably testing out places to visit while hunting and maybe sleep this winter. I figure he’s right. Screech must be quite traumatized from the destruction of his woodland home. He may even be testing our barn to see if it’s still safe or if it too is going to be taken away from him. Bless his heart and bless all the other critters who suffered the trauma and loss of the woodlands.

We’re happy that at least for an afternoon, we got to see Screech again and know he’s still surviving.

Wishing you all a wonderful wildlife Wednesday!