I've heard the voice of this little wren in the bushes around my patio -- echoing through my back yard as if through a megaphone. So much volume coming out of this little feathered bit of avian life.
Today it actually perched in the top of the pine that grows in our neighbors yard and hangs its branches over into the corner of our back yard. As it declared its territory I dare not infringe - instead I stayed on my side of the yard and used the digital zoom to captured its aria of spring.
I was hoping another Bewick would respond. Perhaps now would be a good time to find a wren box and place it in a safe nesting spot.
My brother Mike emailed me this photo last night. He said this was a goodbye salute that he snapped today in his garage where this old freezer has been chugging away since 1988. That was the year our mama decided she was tired of bending over and digging through it. Besides, she no longer needed the capacity and hadn't for several years.
Mike and my sister-in-law spent the next 25 years "digging" through this old freezer. My sis-in-law was very good at keeping it and the cupboards stocked. The two of them kept promising each other that "It is going to die soon, so we will just keep it until that day."
Twenty-five years may seem like a very long life for a freezer. It is MUCH older than that. Sears only sold Coldspot through 1976. I thought that my parent's purchased this freezer in the sixties. My brother said he put the serial number 'on-line' and it matched a 1953 manufacturing date. Here is a close up of the make and model that Mike in…