Owlets!

Fluffy, feathery, floofy owlets have hatched! Two were born on Sunday, the third on Monday. Tiny and fragile, they’re covered with fine, white down; it’s hard to believe that these helpless little creatures will grow into fierce hunters.

Mama’s tail feathers fill the top of the photo. The dark splotch just below are the remains of a bird or rat–I can’t quite tell; food tends to shift around a bit. You’ll notice the scattering of feathers amoung the nesting material.

Uptown Girl is an attentive parent and Shy Guy is now perched in the oak tree, very near the nest box. His job is to protect the nestbox and hunt for his family. He’s delivered a couple of rats and at least one bird, (sob, I think it was a Carolina Wren), as meals for mama and babies. Eastern Screech Owls enjoy a varied diet, which is one reason why they’re so successful in urban areas. Meals range from insects to earthworms, toads and frogs, rodents and birds.

In the weeks that the female was in the nest box awaiting her bundles of joy, she slept quite a bit. Now, she’s more active, with nearly non-stop feeding and cleaning of the chicks. She and the chicks do have some quiet, restful moments throughout the day and often, the chicks are nestled under mama’s warm, feathered body. When the chicks are awake, I’m enjoying their peep-peep songs, such sweet little sounds, though probably indication hunger. Mama continues to trill during the day.

Early in the mornings (about 6AM) when I first check the owl cam, she’s not usually in the box, though she typically returns shortly afterward. Just before sundown, she goes out, but only briefly. As the chicks grow, her absences from the box will become longer and more frequent, as she’ll also hunt; it’ll take two adults to feed these hungry, growing chicks.

It feels weirdly invasive to watch these beautiful animals in their intimate family life, but it’s fascinating to observe the preparation for and parenting of their offspring. Though a few days since the segue from eggs to chicks, the chicks have grown and in a month’s time, they’ll fledge. Their development, supervised by their parents’ excellent training, will continue in more natural settings, less observable by human eyes.

It’s So Nice to See You!

On yesterday’s walk around the neighborhood with Duke the Dog, I saw some Texas Dandelions, Pyrrhopappus pauciflorus. Several are growing in neighbors’ lawns, others rise up from cracks in walkways; they grow where they land and aren’t picky plants. I lamented that none of these cheery plants had so far appeared in my own garden yet, though they typically show up, where they like, pleasing this gardener and providing for the pollinators. The non-native dandelions have bloomed since February, and are mostly done. I certainly don’t mind those flowers as they serve as an early source of nectar for the honeybees and other pollinators that wing through the late winter garden.

On this bright, cool morning I spied a sunny, Texas dandy bloom, stem and leaves holding the buttery bloom aloft, as it cuddles with a Mexican Feathergrass, Nassella tenuissima.

A different view of this pretty pair also shows some European poppies dotting the background, along with new bloom spikes of Henry Duelberg Sage, Salvia farinacea.

The only thing that would make these scenes better would be some pollinators in action. Alas, the chilly wind this morning probably slowed their work.

Nevertheless, it’s so nice to see you–all of you! Happy Spring, y’all!

Pretty Pollen Powerhouse Plant

The spring garden is popping with all sorts of pollen-laden plants and pollinators are punctilious in their pollination proclivity. In particular, bees–both native and honey–are performing their tasks, adding to the pulchritude of the garden and the procreation of new plants.

Five Desert Globemallow shrubs, Sphaeralcea ambigua, that now grow in my full-sun garden, are powerhouse plants with pretty flowers; honeybees are passionate about these blooms. Four of the shrubs are pictured here, two in front, and two on either side toward the back, near the wall of the house. One shrub grows prolifically off-camera. I’m pleased as punch that I now have the perfect place to grow these peachy/sagey plants.

All five were damaged by the week-long hard freeze in January, but have rebounded with aplomb. I’m pumped about their growth and blooms.

Sun or clouds, honeybees visit the dreamsicle mallow blooms daily; they exit the blooms sprinkled with pollen, and buzz forth, from one bloom to the next. I can’t help but wonder: is it possible that honeybees become too pollen-packed to fly to their hives?

While Desert Globemallow is native to North America, it isn’t native here in Central Texas and can be a pain to procure. Mine have produced a couple of seedlings; with some good luck and careful transplanting, sharing of plants is in the plans.

In its native range of Nevada, Arizona, California, Utah and parts of Mexico, Globe Mallow tends to a longer bloom time than I’ve enjoyed here in humid Austin. These pretties’ bloom production will become pokey once summer’s heat pummels the garden. Except for occasional freeze damage during winter, the foliage is perfectly attractive year-round.

A tiny ant heads in one direction along the petal while the honeybee heads in another, finished with her work on this flower.

Prolific blooming at its finest, the Desert Globemallow flowers are preferred by pollinators and the pride of this gardener.