August 29th 2011 Tim Candler
Chickadees dominating the garden
this morning. The ones with the black cap. I counted three young,
for certain, and one proud parent instructing the children not to eat
Hoppy Bug, which is a shame because of those insects in the garden Hoppy
Bug are the most plentiful.
A Hoppy Bug loves the leaf of
Eggplant and takes great care to mottle it in a most organic manner. I
have to imagine this practice is a deliberate attempt to camouflage the
damage they do. So opposite to the grubs of Colorado Beetle who are
absolutely blatant and unashamed in their feeding.
I did my best to suggest to the new
Chickadees that Hoppy Bug, while perhaps a little bitter on the tongue and
perhaps a little difficult to catch, were indeed a well balanced food
source, chock full of those elements a young Chickadee needs to grow
his feathers and fight off flu.
But generally when a person talks to
birds, they increasingly treat him like a mental patient and after a while
they ignore him altogether. And this is especially the case when there must
be something like ice cream in the Sunflowers, because a Carolina Wren has
posted guard and no one is allowed near.