This metal trellis is behind a statue of St Francis. He is there to remind me that this is God's garden. I'm only the caretaker. That is the last phlox to bloom in the woods. I leave them to reseed and spread. I love to see the pink colors from the house and the little humming birds love them too. I have seen the humming birds today...soon they will start their amazing journey to migrate.
Here is another hummingbird favorite. Honeysuckle...I have to keep this under control or it will take over. The little birdhouse is just waiting for bluebirds...so far only wrens have been residents. They flit from each of these houses in the spring...trying to decide where to live. I saw a wren just yesterday on the deck. I haven't heard one for quite a while and thought that they were gone, but one little fellow is still here, apparently.
I love the look and feel of this special place in my yard. I could sit on the bench for hours just watching. I have a big metal barrel that I lie on the ground, to provide shelter from the storms for some woolly creature, A huge pile of brush at each end lies undisturbed all through the year. I can only imagine how many little creatures call these brush piles home. Suet will hang from the trees and the feeders will be full. Water from the pond next door freezes but there is always a hole open on the top...I watch the pond, when I go back there. It is responsible for many of my birds, I know. I was heartsick when they were thinking of filling it in, but I guess they have decided to leave it.Winter will be here soon. I am ahead of the game this year. I've already started getting things ready. Soon I will be in my rocker by the glass doors, early in the morning, drinking my tea and watching with the binoculars.