Linda's Garden Impersonations

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This is a sound you hear continuously in my garden. I have bird feeders, bird houses and bird baths, including a heated bird bath for winter. Frequent fine feathered friends in my garden include: Cardinal, Robin, Blue Jay, Chickadee, Gold Finch, Purple Finch, Downy Woodpecker, Mourning Dove, Tufted Titmouse, Wren, Baltimore Oriole, Nuthatch, Crow, Starling, Grackle and Cowbird. Some I like. Some I don't.

Bees. A necessary evil in a garden. Along with butterflies and birds, these are responsible for pollination needed for flowers, fruits and vegetables. Beeing bombed by a big bumblebee generally provokes me into making a real spectacle of myself, running around madly, yelling and flailing my arms. A real class act.

Nothing tells you it's spring like the croaking of the frogs on a warm night. Frogs seem like happy little critters, leaping along, happy-go-lucky. When we spot them hopping in the lawn while mowing, we gently scoop them up and relocate them to the safety of the garden area.

Now, this is a sound my husband hates to hear. I love to chop and cut and trim--trees, bushes, whatever. I guess I get it from my Dad, who must be a descendant of Paul Bunyon. Anyhow, when he hears this sound, my husband always gets nervous. He says he keeps a sharp eye on me, because he's afraid I'll cut down all the trees. Not to worry. I need quite a few for my shade garden to prosper. Fortunately, I started with a woods, so I can chop to my heart's content.

In the spring and fall, we regularly are visited by a duck family, just passing through I guess. It's entertaining to watch them waddle through the yard, quacking away. Drives the cats nuts.

And finally, when I take a break (not often when I'm gardening), I go and sit on my bench in the shade garden and just listen to this sound--the wind softly whistling through the trees, rustling the leaves gently. What a soothing and calming sound. It's easy to drift into a meditative-like state, listening to the wind, the birds, the bees. Communing with nature. All contribute to the joy of gardening.

All illustrations and sounds by Linda Brennan.

	This is a sound you hear continuously in my garden. I have bird feeders, bird houses and bird baths, including a heated bird bath for winter. Frequent fine feathered friends in my garden include: Cardinal, Robin, Blue Jay, Chickadee, Gold Finch, Purple Finch, Downy Woodpecker, Mourning Dove, Tufted Titmouse, Wren, Baltimore Oriole, Nuthatch, Crow, Starling, Grackle and Cowbird. Some I like. Some I don't.
	Bees. A necessary evil in a garden. Along with butterflies and birds, these are responsible for pollination needed for flowers, fruits and vegetables. Beeing bombed by a big bumblebee generally provokes me into making a real spectacle of myself, running around madly, yelling and flailing my arms. A real class act.
	Nothing tells you it's spring like the croaking of the frogs on a warm night. Frogs seem like happy little critters, leaping along, happy-go-lucky. When we spot them hopping in the lawn while mowing, we gently scoop them up and relocate them to the safety of the garden area.
	Now, this is a sound my husband hates to hear. I love to chop and cut and trim--trees, bushes, whatever. I guess I get it from my Dad, who must be a descendant of Paul Bunyon. Anyhow, when he hears this sound, my husband always gets nervous. He says he keeps a sharp eye on me, because he's afraid I'll cut down all the trees. Not to worry. I need quite a few for my shade garden to prosper. Fortunately, I started with a woods, so I can chop to my heart's content.
	In the spring and fall, we regularly are visited by a duck family, just passing through I guess. It's entertaining to watch them waddle through the yard, quacking away. Drives the cats nuts.
	And finally, when I take a break (not often when I'm gardening), I go and sit on my bench in the shade garden and just listen to this sound--the wind softly whistling through the trees, rustling the leaves gently. What a soothing and calming sound. It's easy to drift into a meditative-like state, listening to the wind, the birds, the bees. Communing with nature. All contribute to the joy of gardening.