High-Crime Alley!

Are his paws red?  Caught by the camera

I call it the alley.  It's so small that if it were a high-crime area, the perpetrators would need to make reservations.  Not much room.  But the little criminals don't read and can't tell time.  Dang.  If I knew when they were going to be there,  I'd lie in wait and nab the little buggers.  It would be first of the Things I get to do today.  

In that narrow walkway between us and the neighbors, I found evidence of the crime:  piles of sunflower seeds and well-chewed heads from the sunflowers.  This is where they go to work over their loot.     

Even a fully-stretched squirrel is not long
enough to cut off the flower head and run.

Maybe these guys are just teenage boys doing their little vandalizing thing--you know, having a good prank on the older couple who live in the green house with the white trim.

Broad-daylight thievery 

"Meet ya tonight after dark.  We'll take down Andy's Hop Vines.  You know, cut the twine in chunks and chew up the plants.  That'll be a hoot!"

Didn't notice the twine had gone missing
but spotted it on the roof a few days ago!

"Then tomorrow night we'll hit the pile of stuff the ole lady left on the table.  We'll steal the bean twine she thinks she is so clever to save.  We'll show her who's smart around here."


I think we are in for an early fall:  Trick or Treat is here already.  The joke is on me!

Sunflower Seasons

Takes no detective to see that squirrels did the eating here.
They tend to chew up the whole flower

This year I don't hate him for cutting them down.  Last year a squirrel nipped the blossoms off  nearly all the sunflowers, some before they were even encircled in their sacred halo of golden petals.  To save seeds from a single, slender, pale yellow beauty took extreme vigilance on my part.

Blossom carried to the top of the woodshed
before being demolished 

So I retaliated early this spring.  All the saved seeds were tucked into rich potting soil, nurtured, loved.  As spring made her debut, three dozen seedlings were ready to take on the yard.  And all summer they've been glowing with exuberance and joy, along the street side, next to the neighbors, in the back garden.  There was no indication that the squirrels even saw the flowers--until three days ago.  A side branch on a hefty stalk was pulled off, its flowers all chewed and torn.

Sorry, but you were just too slow to catch the
chickadee feeding on this abundant head of seeds. 

Today the movement of gray fur on the top of the sunflower jerked my attention to it.  It's a strong flower that can support a fat squirrel.  I chuckled to myself.  This year the favorite pale yellow flowers are all over the yard, strong, sturdy, and vibrant, and I've already collected my seeds for next year.  The squirrel can duke it out with the chickadees for who takes the lion's share.  Catching a photo of both of them gobbling up the goodies will not be one of the Things I get to do today.

Empty faces scrubbed clean
by the quick stabs of
chickadee beaks.