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Possibly The Closest Yet Encounter With Common Wildlife

Holy crap.

I was puttering around on the deck, ripping out the plants that have run their course, putting in some stuff that claims to like shade (we'll see about that--my deck is a kind of Darwinian gauntlet this year, as I attempt to determine what I can keep alive in this climate. Salvia, honeysuckle, and azaleas are gettin' on like a house afire, jasmine and butterfly bush are doin' okay, dwarf gardenia is blooming with mad excitement. Some of the others that were initally doing great have succumbed to caterpillars. Since I won't use pesticide for fear of damaging the bird food chain, I pretty much wrote 'em off as a loss. I could get a shipment of praying mantises or something, but we have plenty of bugs already without having to get even more.)

But I digress.

I was puttering around, as I said, doing some cleaning in the bargain, and looked over at my little two-tier cheapass wooden potting shelf. The cardboard box on the bottom shelf, which contains peat pots and plant-info tags and generalized gotta-put-it-somewhere all-weather crap, seemed to be full of dead leaves.

This didn't surprise me much--I live under a bunch of trees, and the deck is always covered in dead leaves, pine needles, sweetgum balls, and other things to be herded off with the shop broom. I pulled the box out a little ways, intending to grab the leaves and dump 'em in my trash bag.

And paused.

And said "Goodness, that's a lot of leaves..."

And paused.

And said "Holy shitmonkeys...eggs?!"

As many of my readers, who are brighter than I am, had probably already guessed, it was a nest. The box had been packed full of dead leaves and pine needles, and in a neat little fluffy spiral hollow that opened on the side were three creamy, brown-speckled eggs about the size of malted milk balls.

My guess is that it's a Carolina wren nest--fits the description, they'll nest practically anywhere, and they're always all over the deck. I don't know anything about wren nesting--whether the eggs are going to hatch or should have already, or what, since everything else seems to have hatched already--but I carefully pushed the box back in, didn't touch anything, and left it alone. I am perfectly willing to lose the use of my potting shelf if the wrens need it, and I hope I didn't alarm 'em by touching what is now their stuff.

I'll keep ya posted...

breeden
ursulav

Possibly The Closest Yet Encounter With Common Wildlife

Holy crap.

I was puttering around on the deck, ripping out the plants that have run their course, putting in some stuff that claims to like shade (we’ll see about that–my deck is a kind of Darwinian gauntlet this year, as I attempt to determine what I can keep alive in this climate. Salvia, honeysuckle, and azaleas are gettin’ on like a house afire, jasmine and butterfly bush are doin’ okay, dwarf gardenia is blooming with mad excitement. Some of the others that were initally doing great have succumbed to caterpillars. Since I won’t use pesticide for fear of damaging the bird food chain, I pretty much wrote ‘em off as a loss. I could get a shipment of praying mantises or something, but we have plenty of bugs already without having to get even more.)

But I digress.

I was puttering around, as I said, doing some cleaning in the bargain, and looked over at my little two-tier cheapass wooden potting shelf. The cardboard box on the bottom shelf, which contains peat pots and plant-info tags and generalized gotta-put-it-somewhere all-weather crap, seemed to be full of dead leaves.

This didn’t surprise me much–I live under a bunch of trees, and the deck is always covered in dead leaves, pine needles, sweetgum balls, and other things to be herded off with the shop broom. I pulled the box out a little ways, intending to grab the leaves and dump ‘em in my trash bag.

And paused.

And said “Goodness, that’s a lot of leaves…”

And paused.

And said “Holy shitmonkeys…eggs?!”

As many of my readers, who are brighter than I am, had probably already guessed, it was a nest. The box had been packed full of dead leaves and pine needles, and in a neat little fluffy spiral hollow that opened on the side were three creamy, brown-speckled eggs about the size of malted milk balls.

My guess is that it’s a Carolina wren nest–fits the description, they’ll nest practically anywhere, and they’re always all over the deck. I don’t know anything about wren nesting–whether the eggs are going to hatch or should have already, or what, since everything else seems to have hatched already–but I carefully pushed the box back in, didn’t touch anything, and left it alone. I am perfectly willing to lose the use of my potting shelf if the wrens need it, and I hope I didn’t alarm ‘em by touching what is now their stuff.

I’ll keep ya posted…

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.


breeden
ursulav

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Posted an article over at the Gamethink blog about the process of doing art for RPGs. If you're interested in a Cliff Notes version of the process, (and if you like games and gaming, it's an interesting blog on the more intellectual side 'o gaming) check it out!

http://gamethink.blogspot.com/

And while I'm at it, on the off chance anybody's been interested but wanted to read some of the beginning before, y'know, subscribing or something, there are finally free samples of the first dozen or so pages of "Digger" up at Graphic Smash. (Man, the art's evolved since then...) If you were a reader before we moved, it's nothing you haven't seen before.
Free Samples

breeden
ursulav

(no subject)

Posted an article over at the Gamethink blog about the process of doing art for RPGs. If you’re interested in a Cliff Notes version of the process, (and if you like games and gaming, it’s an interesting blog on the more intellectual side ‘o gaming) check it out!

http://gamethink.blogspot.com/

And while I’m at it, on the off chance anybody’s been interested but wanted to read some of the beginning before, y’know, subscribing or something, there are finally free samples of the first dozen or so pages of “Digger” up at Graphic Smash. (Man, the art’s evolved since then…) If you were a reader before we moved, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.
Free Samples

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.