It didn't rain yesterday! Not a drop! After running all of my errands, it was getting late in the day, and I decided to dig the trenches before going into the house.
The trenches are in the same place as the boards were, but a bit wider (shovel width). I crumbled the soil and scattered it onto the top of the beds. The deeper soil is so nice and black and full of worms. Nadya, a neighbor a few plots down, bought dog-eared fence slats (the wide flat bits) and pushed them against the sides of her beds. I think I might do that as todays get-out-of-the-house project.
Except for my new passengers.
While getting an oil change that turned into major ($700+) car repairs, the mechanics discovered my car is chirping. They brought me into the shop to show me the broken spring in the front suspension and point out the baby bird chirps coming from under the trunk.
On the lift, we could see an area in the rear, drivers side corner of the body frame that the momma bird could have climbed into and nested. "See, you've been carrying around those babies away from their momma. She's probably looking for them. You've got those babies away from their momma. She's probably freaked out looking for them." *sigh* *cringe* I'm a kidnapper.
I looked it up on the net, and there isn't a whole lot of information about what to do after the eggs have hatched. I'm pretty sure the instigators are sparrows. When they hatch, they stay in the nest for about 2 weeks. They may be ready to leave soon, so I'm going to keep driving. No extra food or anything for freaked out Momma because I don't want any of them to get the idea that my car is super-convenient. I hate the idea of it though.
The trenches are in the same place as the boards were, but a bit wider (shovel width). I crumbled the soil and scattered it onto the top of the beds. The deeper soil is so nice and black and full of worms. Nadya, a neighbor a few plots down, bought dog-eared fence slats (the wide flat bits) and pushed them against the sides of her beds. I think I might do that as todays get-out-of-the-house project.
Except for my new passengers.
While getting an oil change that turned into major ($700+) car repairs, the mechanics discovered my car is chirping. They brought me into the shop to show me the broken spring in the front suspension and point out the baby bird chirps coming from under the trunk.
On the lift, we could see an area in the rear, drivers side corner of the body frame that the momma bird could have climbed into and nested. "See, you've been carrying around those babies away from their momma. She's probably looking for them. You've got those babies away from their momma. She's probably freaked out looking for them." *sigh* *cringe* I'm a kidnapper.
I looked it up on the net, and there isn't a whole lot of information about what to do after the eggs have hatched. I'm pretty sure the instigators are sparrows. When they hatch, they stay in the nest for about 2 weeks. They may be ready to leave soon, so I'm going to keep driving. No extra food or anything for freaked out Momma because I don't want any of them to get the idea that my car is super-convenient. I hate the idea of it though.
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