Global warming hits my Cape Town garden

It is official.  Global warming is here.   If there is any doubts, put it aside and do what the scientists of the day advise us to do to reduce greenhouse gasses; because we do not know how warm it will get before things change back to normal.

The shortest day is on 21 June.  I remember that date because it is my mother's birthday.     My mother has her birthday in the middle of the winter.

Today, 5 June, not yet mid winter, my birds are doing the spring thing.
They are breaking last year's nests down, building new ones and are in mating plume.

It is time conservationists put their old conservation thoughts on the subject into archives and start to work our how to preserve species during the global warming phase of the earth.

It is stupid to keep local species local if conditions are not suitable for the survival of the specie.

This is a challenge for humanity, but we have the intelligence to counteract these earth changes with drastic measures.

Nations must stop fighting against each other because now it is a time for co-operation; in the wake of the expected global natural catastrophes awaiting earth dwellers.

The neighbors cut this lovely tree down

The neighbors cut this lovely tree down today. It was starting to crack the wall. The weaver who built these nests reared two hatches of chicks as a single dad, as his mates got caught by the same cat.

We now get pelted by the South-Easter wind. It is amazing what shelter trees gives one's garden from the wind and midday sun.

MY GARDEN 3-9-2008

The remaining Masked Weaver nest is still hanging and there seem to be life inside. The other female, the one who lost her nest in the storm, still get food for her chicks, but then hops from branch to branch with the food in her beak looking for her nest.

The Cape Weaver, who abandoned his nest building yesterday, was back briefly to put a few mote touches to his nest.

It turned out a cool but sunny day, and I notice all the daisies are out, as well as my Nasturtiums.

It is springtime again, even though it is a cold one.

My Cape Garden 2-9 2008

Today the sun is shining but it is still cold. More rain has been forecasted and there is snow on the mountains.

Yesterday in spite of the cold wet weather conditions, a cape weaver also started building his nest among the many nests of the Masked Weaver. It is amazing that they tolerate each other. I thought “Boytjie” would be more territorial.

They build their nests differently.

This morning I do not see any activity from his half built nest.

Last year our Cape Weaver got killed.

This morning our cat came from the yard licking her chops. I hope she did not develop a taste for bush-meat again.