Nesting

Alabama has 4 seasons: Almost Summer, Summer, Football season, and Christmas.
Period -- no deviations. Real simple. Unless you count deer season...

I have to be honest, I've never had mushrooms grow in the yard past maybe the first week of April. Nor do I EVER remember rain on the 4th of July. It's JULY for Pete's sake. You know, HOT and SUNNY with a passing afternoon shower that rises steam from the pavement giving 5 seconds of relief before the sun breaks through the clouds to turn the steamy air into a sauna again.

More or less (mainly more) it has rained and drizzled and poured like some tropical island since last Wednesday. 

We even had Spoonbills visit the pond on Sunday. 

Really?!? 

Talk about your radar gone bad. 







Would you look at the beak on that guy? And they are PINK! Always wanted a flamingo. They didn't stay long. Probably needed to make the beach by sunset.

I think even the geese are sick of the rain. 
But not the ducks. 

OH NO....they will leave a "real" pond to come dabble holes in your lawn. 
Do they ever get tired of this? 

So an odd thing happened.  As the waterfowl played in the mud, nesting habits that usually prevail only in the dark of winter took over, i.e. cooking and eating.

As luck would have it, the Pink Brandywines are ripening, and there were enough of the happy 'maters to make homemade spaghetti sauce. Sorry. If you want to make your own noodles, that's not me. My domestic nesting only goes so far.

So go get a good glass of old vine zinfandel and pull up a chair. Tomorrow we'll talk about SAUCE.