Stuck in Alpine and hardly any birds. Probably dispersed from all the rain. And we got a surprise inch of rain again this afternoon. I wish the oasis would have gotten some too, but didn't. My son went to water and service feeders in my place. So that leaves me in Alpine longer than I normally am. He had some other stuff he had to do there, so no need us both going. But I'll go in a few days if I can stand to wait that long.
Here are a couple of photos of our alley here in town between the property the house is on and the bird habitat.
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I'm showing you this because the city is getting ready to uglify it. They're going to replace the utility poles and lines. I hate living in the city. It's unbearably noisy, and that's before they bring in the equipment. I'm just referring to trains, loud dogs barking in surround-sound day and night, noisy vehicles, and such. It's tolerable when there are good birds.
I still have the Allen's Hummingbird, but it only comes to the feeder a couple times a day these days.
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Only compensation for losing hearing in my old age is that since I've moved to town, I can't hear all that racket. You're probably closer to trains than I am. But most of it, unless it's a really eager let's put the pedal to the metal driver, does not intrude.
I've thought about that a lot. If I'm shut up in the house, it's fairly quiet. It's just when I want to be outdoors, which is a lot. I sleep with a pillow over my head and the trains in the night don't wake me anymore. When I get to the oasis, the first thing that always strikes me is the quiet. It never fails to surprise and delight me.
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