I’m back in San Francisco for a whirlwind round of Big City stuff: haircut, dentist appointment, DMV, etc. It also seemed like a good time to leave Sonoma to the birds and bees, coyotes and other mating critters. The Barn Swallows, which I’ve now discovered are actually Western Bluebirds, are trying to build nests in the eaves of the barn. And they’ve been very annoyed at having to take time out to dive-bomb terriers who are encroaching on what they’ve staked out as their personal space. They haven’t been as annoyed at me, but then I’m setting out dryer lint and handfuls of dog hair from the vacuum cleaner for nest building material for them. The coyotes have also decided that the barn is a good place for singles action and have been stalking around at night leaving their calling cards. It seemed like now would be a good time to leave them all alone. Or else risking Lucy having a heart attack. She’s been huddled in a corner in the bathroom ever since the first coyote showed up.
So let me leave you with a few sights of Sonoma Spring before we return to our regular programming. First, a glamour shot of the barn in front of the vineyards awash in Evil Mustard, which is being mowed down even as you read. (Didn’t know mustard was evil? Read this.)
Ah, the sights of Spring in Sonoma.
Then Farmer Andy came up with gun
And shot those coyotes to kingdom come.
Hallelujah, all sing.
I’m almost ready to move thre after seeing those gorgeous pics. If only there weren’t coyotes and that darn mustard
Gorgeous photos! They are like scenes from a calendar!
Great photos. My neighbor has blooming trees, since yesterday.
And of course we will need a kitchen progress report from the city, pretty please.
Beautiful pictures….we’ve had a few bluebonnets, but mostly just enough oak pollen to drive us to distraction – like mustard, I tell you. Wind and rain promise more of the good and green for this weekend, though. Be well.