Thanks for sharing what you have done for the wild things in your part of the world!
I knew there were others out there in the world who appreciated the diversity of life!
Here I am in a field of monotony of little boxes all lined up with manicured lawns and little creative landscaping. Of course my rather untended look of Evening Primroses, wild Geraniums, Sonchus, and assorted "weeds" only seemed to have raised the eyebrows of those who pass. So I deal with the disapproval and the occasional comments with "Hey I like it like this!!!!" but little do the human crowd know nor little do they seem to appreciate that little blue winged butterfly or hear the sound of a hummingbird as it floats just inches away from me nor do the humans recognize the chirp of a Common Yellowthroat nor that of the Bush Tits as they sweep from bush to tree to bush. While the croaking of the California Tree Frogs have vanished from my yard, the occasional cricket can be heard in the warmth of autumn. I too have and do share in those precious moments of seeing some new visitor that makes me wonder just where did I put my bird book at anyway! But I know that because I was willing to dare to let it go and to try something not in the vein of plasticity that I have had the memories of seeing a young Night Heron having found my backyard to hide behind the growth of cattails and to munch on my few goldfish after having lost its way during the violent storms of winter only to discover it (?) years later sitting on my roof with a mate and two youngsters who simply blew my mind in that after all these years that it had remembered those few days of safety. But gone are the American Goldfinches and the Lesser Goldfinches who were common visitors some 25 years ago, feeding upon my growth of Oenothera hookeri (Evening Primrose) as human development has destroyed many of the adjacent wildlands where they found a pathway into the heart of this concrete maze. Definitely relish those moments!!
