Record breaking heat has descended on much of the U.S., including the Red House Garden. At least, that's what I hear. I am currently escaping the heat in Canada, on vacation here to attend a wedding. I'm a little afraid of what I might find when I come back, even though the person feeding my cats has been watering some of the plants. I'm worried for some of my newer plants - I hadn't counted on them trying to fend off 105 degree weather!
On a completely unrelated note, here is a picture of a baby blue jay. It is much cuter than a picture of my frying garden, I'm sure, even if I had fried garden pictures available to share.
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Blue Jay fledgling |
We met this little feathery guy on our last round of travels in May. The baby blue jay was sitting right outside a rest stop building for quite awhile.
It was looking around and squawking, most likely for its Mother. It let me get quite close to it before finally flying a short distance away, confirming its fledgling status. (Sometimes baby blue birds will wander from the nest a couple days before they are able to fly.)
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Is my Mother over there? |
I do hope it found its Mother!
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You're not my Mother! Where is she? |
And I do hope my garden isn't fried..