One of my favourite things about summer is the floral bounty found everywhere. Here are some samples for you to enjoy.
The city plants pots and beds overflowing with colour and scent.
Of course many homeowners make their neighbourhoods more beautiful with their plantings.
Even some plants, considered weeds, can be quite pretty.
Too soon, the flowers will disappear and be replaced by the beauty of autumn.
Sitting in the catbird seat is a phrase that means sitting in a good position, or having confidence in a desirable outcome. Well, I saw this cute little seat for birds, situated just inches from the bird feeder on the same branch. I would say that this is a prime tree in which to build a nest. The property owners seem to have provided every comfort for their feathered friends, and they would indeed be in the catbird seat if they chose this location to build.
Birds build nests in some odd places. I can understand the attraction to build above an outdoor light. When turned on, some heat transfers to the nest, making it a cozy spot for the family.
I’m sure this light, however, is not in working condition. (It was part of my January 13th post, Moments in Montreal (Part IV). I suppose the selling feature here was escape from the wind and rain. The crumbling gate post, lantern, and ironwork must have been beautiful when it was new.
Here’s another from an old post, Empty Nest. I still see this nest atop this outdoor light when walking.
I remember my father removing the first few twigs and bits the little builders would deposit above the porch lights. Some birds, like Swallows and Robins, would swoop down, trying to discourage any humans from venturing near the door, if the nest building was allowed to progress, and there were many birdhouses on the property, that afforded a more secure site for nesting.
Purple Martins were one of the favourite species that summered near our home. I remember my sister once rescued a young Martin from the rain barrel in our yard. The mother bird alerted us to the floundering one by chirping and fluttering frantically around the barrel. Happily, all ended well. First attempts at flying can be a risky business!