The flowers are finally bailing me out

14 March, 2021 The flowers are finally bailing me out

The ospreys just started bailing me out too, but I didn’t find out about them until an hour ago. The light was nice and they’re active – extremely active – but they caught me by surprise and I didn’t have time for good photographs. Next week for sure. 

Monday afternoon at lunch time I saw the first daffodil of 2021 in our yard. At least in central Virginia, few things are more synonymous with Spring than the first daffodils: 

If a picture is worth 1,000 words, this one says “Spring” 1,000 times

I’ll see bluebirds on my feeders tomorrow morning first thing – they must be building a nest close by. There is never a bad time to see a bluebird. But I am especially joyful when I’m hiking and I get to see one in the woods. I like the background: 

They’re here year round. But what a treat for Spring:

More flowers bailing me out: 

The daffodils on the side of the driveway are petite

Most of my life – until early in my blogging “career” – I knew a lot about Red-tailed hawks and close to zero about other raptors. I think sometimes back then I’d see a Red-shouldered hawk – it’s an easy mistake if you’re not paying attention – and think it was a Red-tailed hawk. But once I became aware of their existence, I began seeing them constantly. I saw one this week but was unable to get good light. But I love their color: 

That glare threw off my focus

I may as well continue with flowers bailing me out. First hyacinths from next to our driveway: 

When I recruit flowers to help with my blog, I pull out all the stops

More daffodils? Is this too many? I think that “too many daffodils” is one of those imaginary concepts like “too much chocolate”: 

Thanks to Evelyn and photosynthesis, we have daffodils inside and out:

Speaking of other things you can’t apply the idea of “too much” to, here’s a picture of Turner (brown), Mackey (black) and Yuki (none of the above) standing happily near the edge of the James River in Pony Pasture yesterday morning a bit before lunch: 

Best boys in the best place

Even after all these months – seventeen in a row now – I’m not sure what happens next with the Barred Owls I see in Pony Pasture. I think – I think – that soon they’ll become more active with parenting duties and spend less time lounging (probably digesting) on this branch. But I saw one yesterday on our hike. It was preening itself enthusiastically, a behavior I had not yet witnessed. Always fun to see them do something new: 

Owl preening at Pony Pasture yesterday. You can see its right eye if you look closely.

What better way to end a blog  post than with a Barred Owl! Have a great week, see you (hopefully!) next Sunday. 

All best, 


About Jay McLaughlin

I am a rehabilitation counselor. I have many friends with autism and traumatic brain injuries. They help me learn new things constantly. I hike with dogs at the James River in Richmond - a lot. I've completed an Iron distance triathlon a year for 11 years. My most recent was in Wilmington, NC in November, 2013. I currently compete in mid-distance triathlons. And work and hike and take pictures and write and eat.
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