It’s the middle of September; the humming birds are darting frantically from feeder to feeder hanging on my deck to stoke up on sugar water fuel before their long voyage to the south. These tiny (3″) birds must journey across long stretches of water to reach their winter homes in Mexico and beyond , and fortunately for us here in Rockport, they like to rest up here. We host an annual three-day Hummingbird Festival in mid-September which draws visitors from all over America and Canada.
This blog will be composed of observations, usually out of the window overlooking Angelfish Canal where my computer sits, because there is so much going on out there. Some days a mullet will make three huge (8′) leaps, much better than a skipping stone, just for the fun of it. On other days a giant blue heron will challenge a graceful white egret’s position on the dock: with a frightening noisy flapping of huge wings and a shriek like New York garbage trucks changing gears at 2 a.m., the heron tries to drive away the egret. However, the egret has a sense of its own importance and will step disdainfully a foot away, otherwise ignoring the impertinence of the heron. I begin to sound like Aesop’s Fables. Eventually one of them goes off to other fishing grounds.
And I had the rare pleasure of following the progress of a mummy and daddy Mourning Dove hatching their eggs on a precarious ledge over the door to the ledge. When I learn how to post photos here I”ll show them. Well, generally, when I learn how to post photos the blogs will be livelier.
Hang in there!
I’ve started a sister blog for my publishing company, ChapmanWorks, established to present books on the market under the ChapmanWorks imprint. My songs will also be available, either on the blog or through links. Hope you’ll visit from time to time.