We have Ash dieback in the UK which I think is different to your borer although the end result is the same. The ash trees on the farm are unaffected but I believe it’s just a matter of time. Thanks for sharing your always interesting diary, and thanks also for the shoutout, much appreciated.
Ash dieback is a fungus, I think, but as you say the end result is the same. Your essay each week keeps reminding me there are things - music, photography, art - that I’ve let drop out of my life while I wrote books, and I’m missing them. I’m thinking about how to bring them back, at least in a small way, so thank you for that.
When we lived in Maryland we had a back yard full of bird feeders and (mostly) decorative ceramic birdhouses. The wrens and chickadees started using the houses, and one year we were able to watch the chickadees straight through to fledging day. Watching them take that first leap into the unknown was wonderful. I hope yours make it!
We always have fuzzy fledgling chickadees at the feeder, but I don’t know where the nest is. This one was beside a trail by one of the rivers in our town. I’ll get back there tomorrow (I hope) after being away for a few days to see how they’re doing.
We have Ash dieback in the UK which I think is different to your borer although the end result is the same. The ash trees on the farm are unaffected but I believe it’s just a matter of time. Thanks for sharing your always interesting diary, and thanks also for the shoutout, much appreciated.
Ash dieback is a fungus, I think, but as you say the end result is the same. Your essay each week keeps reminding me there are things - music, photography, art - that I’ve let drop out of my life while I wrote books, and I’m missing them. I’m thinking about how to bring them back, at least in a small way, so thank you for that.
That is my absolute pleasure, Marian, it makes it all worth while.
When we lived in Maryland we had a back yard full of bird feeders and (mostly) decorative ceramic birdhouses. The wrens and chickadees started using the houses, and one year we were able to watch the chickadees straight through to fledging day. Watching them take that first leap into the unknown was wonderful. I hope yours make it!
We always have fuzzy fledgling chickadees at the feeder, but I don’t know where the nest is. This one was beside a trail by one of the rivers in our town. I’ll get back there tomorrow (I hope) after being away for a few days to see how they’re doing.