Ray spilled a little bit of chicken scratch and the Junco’s were having a party outside of my kitchen window. A flash of blue drew my gaze to the fence where my old friends, the Steller’s Jays sat in the sun.
I’ve loved Steller’s Jays since our days in the mountains when they used to pull my newly sprouted peas out of the ground just because they could. These are birds who just want to have some fun. All I had to do to save my pea crop was to put up my pole bean tee-pi while it was still too cold for beans and hang a mesh bag of peanuts from it. It was fun watching them working peanuts out of the mesh (If you try this at home, make sure the mesh is just big enough for the peanuts to come through but not so big that the birds get their heads stuck in the bag.) Problem solved.
In the midst of memory lane, Ray joined me at the kitchen window. After watching our visitors for a little while, he asked if I would like to drive down to the beach to do a little birding. He didn’t have to ask twice. We grabbed cameras and binoculars, leashed up Rudy and we were off.
The summer of 2017 we spent many evenings at the beach near Mukilteo just to enjoy the sunset while we walked the dogs, all because of my wanky hip. The paved path is level, the parking is free and there was always something interesting to see. Driving down the winding lane that leads to the beach, I started feeling that pain of not having Bomber with us… again. Thought I had put that to bed, but there I was, tears seeping out. It didn’t last long, but we did make a decision to walk on the beach instead of along the walk way. It was lovely but there were not many birds. On the water we could see California Gulls and Cormorants (they were too far away to know what kind). There wasn’t much. Rudy kept the crows away. We have always encouraged him to chase crows out of the garden, so when he spots one anywhere, he is off! A small flock of sparrows flit around the brush that grows near the fence. There was also a small bird who flew by with a flash of pale yellow belly teasing us but not letting us get a bead on her (from the camera, not a gun scope).
Standing on the rip-rap, watching a couple of sea lions who came up to look around, I saw two Spotted Towhees on the rocks. That was fun. After chatting with a couple of other dog walkers we loaded ourselves back into the truck and started back up the road that leads home. We couldn’t help but notice a two ladies standing at the edge of the road with their cameras aimed at an old dead tree. We knew right away what they were getting a picture of, one of the Bald Eagles that hangs near the waterfront. Great final find!
Debs in Everett, WA who spent some time praying through Psalm 54 this morning.