Sit Spot Journal - Day 16

I haven't been very good at keeping this blog up to day with my sitting, but some days it's a choice between sitting and blogging, and I've chosen sitting.

Saturday's sit was a fun one. It was raining, but not pouring, as was the forecast, and I took the opportunity of something less than a downpour to do my sit just before lunch, instead of waiting until evening when the rain might well be heavier.

So I gather up my rainjacket and rain hat, wipe off my chair and Sit. It is foggy and drizzly, with lots of bird action, both vocal and visual. Spring singing is going on in earnest right now, especially the cardinals and Carolina wrens, who never seem to tire of the sound of their own sweet voices.

So I'm sitting still, just taking in the drizzle and the birds, when suddenly a black-capped chickadee lands right next to my shoulder on the deck railing. This bird is easily within arm's reach and likely not more than 2 feet away. I sit unmoving, not even a blink, and for an instant the little one just sits there, too. Then something told it to move, and it flew off, startled. It landed in the pine tree that's perhaps 5 feet away and proceeded to look at me, as though it can't figure out who/what I am. It doesn't scold. It just sits and stares, as though waiting for me to do something so it can figure me out. I don't move. After a minute or so of this, a second chickadee joins the first and the two fly off together. A close encounter of the chickadee kind.

Sit Spot Journal - Day 15

Sit time: 7:45 p.m.- 8:05 p.m.

It snowed during Sit tonight. Medium-sized flakes dropped from the sky, pushed around by a slight wind. I kept trying to pay attention to the direction of the wind, but it was so variable that I soon stopped that. The temperature is nearly 20 degrees warmer than last night.

Sounds: 1 or 2 Canada gees overhead occasionally. they didn't seem to be migrants, just geese honking in the clouds. A few gunshots from an odd direction--perhaps the clouds affected where I thought the shots originated.

Soon I am as white as a polar bear or a yeti. Tonight's was a beautiful Sit. I feel lucky to experience the snowfall, which isn't silent, just hushed.

Sit Spot Journal - Day 14

The coldest sit yet! Strong northwest winds and temperatures in the teens. I sort of wish tonight had been the Sit I missed.

Sit Spot Journal - Day 13

An unlucky day for sit-spotting. I missed my sit today. I didn't intend to. The day didn't look as though it would be one where I missed my sit, but that's how it ended up. Got home late from work. Took Baby Dog to the vet for her annual shots and our visit was interrupted by an emergency. By the time I got home, it was time for bed.

Sit Spot Journal - Day 12

Sit Time: 6:30-6:50

Surrounded by fog, I hear geese overhead. Spring is near.