Wishing you all a Wonderful Wednesday!
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.
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.
We’re still experiencing bitter cold.
Here’s my shaky video of a Robin taking a bath
during the warmer weather in our area March 8, 2017.
I miss those warmer days.
Wishing you all Spring thoughts and sunny days!
The other day, My husband was trimming some bushes and trees at the edge of the woods. He called me outside to see something odd he found in the woods.
I never know what to expect when he calls me outside to see a new discovery. I make sure to grab my camera as I head out of the door.
I was surprised to see a pretty white egg. It’s the size of a regular chicken egg. How strange. It’s just sitting there as if a hen was passing by and laid her egg next to the rain lily. We figure it could have happened that way.Not really wildlife, but I’m betting a critter had something to do with this mystery egg appearing in our woods.
Wishing you all a whimsical Wednesday!
Screech has been spending a great deal of time here during the milder weather. He’s so used-to us that he didn’t open his eyes but a crack when we were in the barn. It gives us a big smile to see this fine-feathered friend trust us enough not to fly away whenever he sees us. I’m glad we didn’t disturb his nap.
Screech has been visiting our barn from time-to-time since 2013. It’s possible that he was there before then and we didn’t know about it. I did a quick search on screech owls and discovered that the oldest one they knew of out in the wild lived to be 14 years and in captivity they could live to be 20 years. Thankfully, his life span is a lot longer than I would have guessed. Hopefully, we’ll have many years of his visits ahead to enjoy.
Wishing you all a wonderful Wednesday!