Tag Archives: Birds

Munch Pot 2.0

12 Mar

Our garden is just a wonderful place for the creatures that come visiting. Birds, treating our place as their private kitchen, come daily to feast on the bird seeds put out for them. There’s also squirrels that bound through the hedges happily like their little playground. One of the squirrel, a rascal, will eat official pet number one’s leftover dog food or boldly come into the house and help itself to bananas (if we have this) on the kitchen counter.

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The garden thrives because hubby has the green fingers, not me. I hardly venture out because I stay indoors in my little area to do my carving. Even if I do go out, it’s more at the terrace to do mostly sawing, hammering, cutting or drilling, never beyond the tiled boundary for gardening. So it was a bit of a surprise when I discovered the habanero plant has grown as tall as me! And the chillis are plentiful. I have shared so much of our harvest with friends and family.

The thriving garden also had us discovering a new caterpillar! This time on the Calamansi Lime tree at the side. I wouldn’t have known if hubby didn’t tell me. You could say it’s Munch Pot 2.0.

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This time I decided to take its measurement with a ruler to keep track of its growth. As of now, it’s 2cm long. I hope this little fella will grow well and won’t disappear mysteriously like Munch Pot who used to be at the Calamansi Lime tree in front of the house.

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The Poor Birds, Part 2

16 Jan

The poor birds are hungry no more! We went in search of bird seeds yesterday during our lunch break. Hubby remembered a shop that we have drove past before but never frequented and what a bargain we stumbled upon.

For a mere eight Ringgit (equivalent to two US Dollars), he bought two kilos worth of bird seeds. Two kilos! That’s a lot of bird seeds. Looks like our garden party for the birds (sometimes dubbed Soup Kitchen for the Birds) will be quite happening for the next few months.

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Next to a five liter bucket of paint, that’s a lof of bird seeds!

The Poor Birds

15 Jan

We ran out of bird seeds and the poor visiting birds have not been fed the last three days. To make matters worse, we have not had the time to replenish the seeds yet the birds still keep coming, hoping and wanting. I guess when life is made easier, they keep trying their luck.

Thoughtfully, M2 gave them rice grains the last two days, something better than nothing. And the birds will have to make do with this choice until we do go buy more bird seeds.
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My Citizens, Your Citizens

19 Oct

It has become an ongoing joke between hubby and I on the subject of birds (and owls), with me labelling his troop as citizens too.

As you know, my Citizens are my owl carvings for the imaginary township of Gigglesville. And his citizens are the visiting birds who would come by the garden daily to be fed.

Every evening when we return from work, all the citizens await – mine in their tray, his at the garden. As my citizen count grows with an addition almost every night, so does his count too!

It is now more than Fat Bird, Bird 3 and Bird 4; it’s a whole flock of all sizes, big and small! I would poke fun at him that his citizens are awaiting, being so demanding, constantly wanting to be fed unlike mine, so docile and not demanding at all.

His citizens are also very territorial. Each time he has the bird seeds out, they would ‘fight’ especially the pair that comes down to the ground, pushing and shoving whilst pecking away. While this is ongoing, my citizens are just chilling and being cute, living harmoniously together without any in-fighting.

I just find this so funny. My citizens and his citizens. Hahahaha….

New Friendship

5 Sep

It looks like Bird 1 and Bird 2 have stopped visiting us after their recent traumatic window-banging experience when they wandered into the house. So this gives Bird 3 more chances to come by to eat.

And Bird 3 has fostered a nice friendship with Fat Bird. Both were side by side at the garden on Saturday, pecking at the seeds without fear. It was nice to see this new friendship.

The only time they were wary was when they spotted official pet number one, Rooney, who was out but behind the table at the terrace. Thankfully Rooney couldn’t be bothered with them. So all’s good.

Skinny Bird 3 & fat Fat Bird

Why Not?

28 Aug

Not too long ago, a friend posted an adorable picture on Facebook which showed a cute little door at the foot of a tree for the neighborhood squirrels. She befittingly named them Mr and Mrs Squirrel, the squirrels that is, not the neighbor. Who made the door, she wasn’t sure but I thought it was adorable and got me thinking.

We already have a bird house for the visiting birds but no ‘home’ set up for the visiting squirrels. And since we have a frangipani tree in our garden, why not—just for fun—make a door just like that posting so that Sammy and Lefty (that’s the name I call our visiting squirrels) can feel more at home.

Maybe I should divert to this if I am still stuck for inspiration for a new Gigglesville’s citizen?

Lonely Bird

22 Aug

Birds come in pairs, along with it, a spare. We have Fat Bird and the pair, Bird 1 and Bird 2, visiting us daily plus some other little ones.

Because they are a pair, Bird 1 and Bird 2 feels that Bird 3 who tags along with them is a third wheel and most times, they bully the poor fella. This behavior is most evident when jostling for food at the garden. They wouldn’t give it a chance to eat, so poor Bird 3 is always left hungry.

One evening, it was raining and we spotted Bird 3, sitting sadly on the tree, braving the rain. We anticipated it was waiting for a chance to come down to the ground to eat as Bird 1 and Bird 2 was nowhere to be seen.

Luckily when the rain subsided, Bird 3 descended onto the garden and managed to eat to its heart’s content. Thank goodness otherwise if the pair showed up, the opportunity would be gone and poor Bird 3 would be left starving again.

Can you see Bird 3?

Maybe you can see Bird 3 now

Fat Bird, Part 3

21 Aug

While we appreciate Fat Bird and the pair of birds visiting our home, there’s another Fat Bird that we appreciate more. Specifically, it’s a Sauvignon Blanc from the Marlborough region in New Zealand.

Lovely wine. Highly recommended!
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Fat Bird, Part 2

18 Aug

Talk about having no fear. While Fat Bird is wary of us, the pair of friendly birds, Bird 1 and Bird 2 are just so daring! On Monday evening, they casually sauntered onto the garden terrace and right into the house!

Yes, into the house without hesitation or fear. Walked right in as if they do this all the time to explore the house in all directions, towards the dining area and the living room. 

They even came right up to my carving area. I sat quietly to admire their head bobbing and funny walk, mesmerized by their bravery at the same time.

Then suddenly they realized they were ‘lost’, they panicked and tried to fly away. In their frantic flapping, they knocked themselves against the windows that were closed. Silly birds.

Hubby managed to catch them, one by one and gently set them into the garden again.

Thank goodness, no injury to the pair. Phew. I hope this spooked experience won’t make them stay away from the garden and us. We shall see the next few days.

Fat Bird

17 Aug

Nature is wonderful. Everyday hubby feeds the visiting birds and they have become so tame and friendly, they are not afraid when we are close to them physically.

There’s two birds, a pair that will come close within a foot of us and sometimes just plop themselves down on the garden, waiting to be fed. Hubby then throws bird seeds onto the garden and Bird 1 and Bird 2 would peck away happily without fear.

Then there’s this one bird and we call him ‘Fat Bird’ because well, he’s fat.

Fat Bird is a little wary and does not come as close but still, friendly enough for us to appreciate him.

He would pave the wall back and forth when it’s time to eat. There was one evening we were having dinner and there he was, pacing the wall as if asking us, ‘Hey, Where’s my dinner?’

He’s rather entertaining. And fat.