Moving around the yard, I heard, at the peak of the roof, squabbling sounds. Two chipping sparrows were having a tussle. Up and down the side of the house just picking on each other. Being so nasty. Finally, after quite a long time, one of them fell to the ground and landed on my foot. I think he was stunned. He sat there for the longest time...and I hardly took in a breath. There we were bird and woman...almost not breathing. Finally, he cocked his little head and then did it again as if to say..."Who are you?" Startled, he flew away. I'm sure he was scared to death, but I was delighted to have been a safe place to land for a tiny bird.
These encounters make my life in the garden so special. My eyes are always looking for things to see in nature and when something unusual happens...I'm so entertained.
I'm on the lookout for snakes on these warm days. Every time I reach my hand into some greenery or the watering can or a bucket...I'm on the lookout. I'm seldom without my deerskin gardening gloves and usually wear a long sleeved shirt just because of these inhabitants of my garden. I guess that we can learn to coexist with them ...I just wish they didn't startle me so.