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Walking Down the Road

It that time of year when the baby redwing blackbirds have hatched.  I know this, not because I have seen the babies in their field nests, but because the parents are in full protective mode.  Walking past this field, I was dive bombed by two frantic adults.  They chased me good!

 They would swoop down and then fly across the road and land at the top of fence and scold, scold, scold.  Maybe I need to start wearing a helmet.

 Further down the road there is a wooded area.  Walking by this, I heard something bashing about in the trees.  When I looked I could see something round and black.  OMG could it be a baby bear?  But then I could see it was really a large black chicken.  That's Jericho for you.

The people who live in this house up the road decided to move.  They moved the house--about fifty feet down the slope and onto a new foundation.  Quite the project.

I have mentioned my friend and poetry mentor and posted a link to her garden tour.  Today I had my own little tour.  She lives about a mile and a half up the road and it was a nice stop before heading back home.

 It's peony season here.  Doesn't this yellow one have the sweetest face?

These peachy irises were so pretty.

 But it was the purple poppies that I really stopped by to see.  Gorgeous!

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  1. You are a few weeks behind us. I work up a sweat just walking to the car today!!

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  2. Gosh, everything is really gorgeous there. I enjoyed, albeit vicariously, that little country stroll!

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  3. Those Redwings are famous for dive bombing. I've seen it done but haven't been the target. Loved that peachy iris, my favorite flower color.
    The ninety plus degrees are here to stay. Walks must be done early. Hope you are still enjoying a bit of cool.

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  4. Love the flowers. Summer is definitely here!

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  5. Birds are very protective. I remember altering my walking route to stay away from the parents.

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  6. It's all so lush and green now, so lovely.

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  7. Are you sure those poppies are purple? They look blue to me. Whatever the color, they are so pretty.

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  8. REALLY glad it wasn't a bear! Your flowers are beautiful -- especially that peony which you seldom see in southern California. Thanks for the tour!

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  9. Lovely walk and beautiful flowers. What a lovely time of year.

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  10. I didn't know there were purple poppies. It looks beautifully blue in the photo though. I love it with the sun coming through the petals.

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