gardening with bear (and other late arrivals)
I DIDN’T THINK ANYTHING COULD TOP SUMMER 2009’s appearance of the family of gray fox, or the Biblical-seeming abundance of serpents that were simply slithering everywhere here this year. But here on Animal Planet, you just never know who is going to walk in the gate–or who is going to walk through the fence, I guess I mean, as in straight through the middle of one section, tearing down the heavy mesh above it and crushing the whole thing in the process. Hello, bear.
Ten size-XL paw prints adorned the back porch; on the front welcome mat was deposited some apparently undesirable reject from the compost pile–not tasty enough, I guess.
Feeding the birds? Not me, at least not right now. Project Feeder Watch, a bird-counting program with Cornell Lab of Ornithology that I look forward to each year (as you can read here), starts Saturday, but I think I’ll skip a week or two before I put out any more feeders. Extra-warm weather has at least one of the local bears on an extended feeding frenzy; the birds will have to be patient. After all, look what happened to the iron pole holding up the one feeder I had out the other night (above). The feeder that hung from it: toast. (Do you think a “lifetime warranty” covers bear damage?)
There have been cheerier late arrivals, like the last of my non-hardy “annuals” to bloom: the hot-red pineapple sage, Salvia elegans. Better late than never is apparently its motto, and this extra-tardy Salvia just got going, despite a number of frosts that you’d think would have made it do otherwise. Meet that fruity, last-minute creature, if you didn’t in the post a few days ago. As for meeting the bear, not sure when he/she is visiting again. Stay tuned.