
Orphan ducklings trying to stay warm
When I took this photo, I did not know that their mother had been decapitated and eviscerated by probably a hawk. I found her body floating in the pond later that morning. I don’t know if the ducklings will be able to survive on their own, but I have seen them since, so maybe they will. Another sad event: the scrub jays pillaged the phoebe nest and ate up the eggs. The phoebes were momentarily disturbed, but seemed to get over it quickly. I guess that’s how it is for birds. The bluebirds never did finish their nest completely. I think they saw the snow and said “we’re out of here.”

Dipper parent on left feeding baby
The dippers were successful breeders. Three babies emerged from their nest behind the pond’s spillway. They are as large as the parents, but their bills are yellow instead of black and their bodies are stubbier. They quickly migrated to Deer Creek to learn rapid-water skills. The first set of wood ducks emerged when I wasn’t home. There were three eggs left in the nest, probably laid by another wood duck when the other was out foraging. The wood duck nesting in the new box should finish in the next couple of days. So far, the screech owl has not tried to eat her when she leaves her nest box.

Screech Owl in Nest Box watching for tasty bits
Above is the screech owl, who is camera shy. I am assuming there are two of them in the box, since the male supposedly feeds the female while she is nesting.

kiln load of greenware
Oh yeah, art. Above are some bird houses I’m working on. They don’t look like bird houses, but the animal heads have entry holes in the back for small cavity dwellers. They are meant to be placed on fence posts outside. The shows are all done for now. I picked up my piece from Davis. Chic Lotz’ piece sold. I knew it would, it was a nice little pot. I picked up Kate, too, at the Amtrak station. The next week, I picked up the Dictator Totem at the Blue Line. What a surprise, it didn’t sell. Ha, ha. The gallery sitter said it belonged in a museum, so if any museum people see this, just ask, I’ll find someone to donate it to you. Kate and I went to the Crocker to see where they put the auction art before I had to take her back to the train station.

Metal Rocker by Mark Oldland at the Crocker Art Auction
The art was very nicely displayed, in the same rooms on the second floor that the John Buck print show was in. There are lots of landscapes, popular auction items. Mark’s chair was the only “art furniture” I saw. Today is the auction, and since it is raining, I guess they’ll have to have it inside instead of the courtyard.

Cheesecake at the Crocker
Kate and I tried out the desserts at the Crocker Cafe because we were in dire need of caffeine and sugar. We split a piece of cheesecake. It was very good, and garnished with fresh raspberries. The coffee was good, too.

Grey and Burgundy Livery for Royal Court Musicians
And finally, above is an example of how I fritter away my time when I’m not enhancing wildlife habitat or creating sculptures that clutter up my studio. Lots of hours of hand-sewing. This costume is a renaissance doublet in grey and burgundy, with sleeves and collar, as required by the court of Queen Elizabeth for her musicians. Of course, the socks and tennis shoes will be replaced with more suitable attire. The New Queen’s Ha’ Penny Consort (find them on Facebook!) are playing up at Tahoe this weekend for the Valhalla Renaissance Faire, hopefully not freezing to death.