Monday June 2nd 2014 Tim
The Thrasher's child is flying, the lucky little
devil. He's very sweet and still too innocent to feed himself, and he
spends much of his time around the Compost Piles, where there is good
cover for him and things to peck at, and he can foray out onto the
grass, get all excited about things like Clover Bloom in one of The
Artist's Puddles, which are areas of longer grass that are kind of semi
tame, and a perfect place for a young Thrasher to get a sense of
his world, without being jumped on by something. The parent
Thrashers are getting to that point where they no longer issue nervous
warnings, and you get the impression that they might be kind of proud,
because they'll stare at you and maybe I'm mistaken, but they kind of
puff up a little in that slightly off-putting snooty manner. So
it's all rather nice with the comradeship and a sort of warm feeling and
no one getting worked up with each other, and throwing blame around as
though it was confetti and making Gardeners feel guilty of something,
which causes Gardeners to creep around and avoid certain parts of the
Garden so as not to get yelled at.
difficult to explain to a bird that while there might be
some who wish them ill, not everyone considers them food.
Thrashers are related to Mockingbirds, and another
interesting thing about Mockingbirds is that they can tell
the difference between people who might be up to no good and
people who are perhaps too dim-witted to be concerned about.
I'm sure you might think this mumbo-jumbo, but it's true
where I live. Maybe Thrashers share this ability, but I
don't really think so, because Thrashers don't observe the
sort of territories that Mockingbirds observe. I think
perhaps Thrashers are a little more adventurous than
Mockingbirds, not quite so fuddy-duddy, if you get my drift.
And I guess, what with the Summer Tanager going on and on,
and the Cardinal with his particularly piercing screech on
the electric line, and Chipmunk driven to distraction by the
lack of the Spring Maple Wing-Nuts, a time comes when pretty
much everyone ignores their Gardener. But I reckon it's
worth it, because pretty soon now the tooth and claw of
Insect Season begins. Green Stinkbug, the more agile of the
Stinkbug, are going to be trouble this year. It's going to
get ugly, and I'm ready for them.