Silly Animals

I'm pretty sure that bird I hear is laughing at me.  I've never heard that sound before and it sounds just like a high pitched giggle.  One just flew into my screen, so who's laughing now, funny bird?

Sitting on my porch this morning, I can hear all the bird conversations going on around me and they sure sound like a gossipy bunch. 

Nature has been going a little nutty around here the past couple of years and I love to sit out here and watch to see what's going to happen next.

Have you ever watched humming birds?  In my keen eye and mind I have figured out that they must have ADHD.  They do the weirdest things.  They have this thing they do where they look like they're on an invisible swing.  They go back and forth and back and forth dipping down with each pass.  What is that?  Maybe it's a mating ritual of some sort, but, girls,  I would steer clear of that crazy boy.

I had one little humming bird fly into my screen and got it's little pointed nose stuck.  I walked over to put my finger on it's beak and push it out, but it got loose, flew out toward the tree and started with the invisible swing thing again.

Then, one evening I watched a bear come ambling across my field toward the woods. La la la la la.  Paying no attention to anything as it walked into the woods.  Then I hear loud wood banging and teeth clanking and the bear comes running out of the woods.  I really don't blame it.  That noise made me want to run in the house, but I couldn't help watching the bear.  La la la la la, it goes back into the woods.  Wood banging....teeth clanking....running bear.  I don't know how many trips into the woods that goofy bear made, but it eventually got too dark to keep watching, and too creepy to sit out in the dark listening to teeth clanking.

Then there is the deer.  They're like those people who stare at you, so you look away hoping they'll quit, but when your eyes drift back, they're still staring.  You know the kind.  They just keep looking, while your wondering if your pants are unzipped, or if there's something on your nose, or wondering why they don't blink.  Just staring.  Staring.  Staring.  I try to pretend they're not there, but they just keep staring.  Staring.  Staring.

And, spiders. *shiver*  Nothing funny about those things, except when I kill one and do the spider dance all over the porch.  It just doesn't seem normal for anything to have that many legs.

And the other evening, love was in the air.  Two coquettish doves flirting back and forth, were putting on quite a show on our fence, while two robins were having a party in the yard.  I felt like I should look away, but I became a deer.  Staring.  Staring.  Staring.

Nature.  What a funny thing.