Sometimes I go outside
with the camera to take a picture of one thing...but a closer look
points out that something else entirely is going on.
For example, I've been noticing pear buds beginning to break dormancy over the last few days. "Slow down!" I told the tree.
But when I took a second look, I realized that only the branches of the original variety on this topworked tree
were opening up. The grafted-on variety --- shown slightly out of focus
in the foreground of the main photo --- is still holding tight. Looks
like the new varieties I chose for flavor might also be better at
resisting late frosts as well.
Less pleasantly, I
watched Lucy kill this black rat snake while I was pruning the
blueberries Monday. I always beg her not to attack rodent-eating
reptiles, but our usually well-behaved dog goes tunnel-vision when she
smells a split tongue.
It turns out that just
this once, the snake she was after was actually a villain. No, not
poisonous --- a nest-egg robber! We keep golf balls in our chicken nest boxes to give dim-witted birds the impetus to lay in an easy-to-gather spot. The snake must have swallowed one of these fake eggs, then learned the hard way that plastic doesn't digest the way shells and yolk do.
I still would rather Lucy
didn't lay down the ultimate punishment. But I felt a little less
guilty when that big white ball popped out of the snake's belly.