In the Doghouse
One recent morning I spent a few blissful hours in the Doghouse.
I don't mean the doghouse--like I did something wrong--I'm there often enough.
No, I mean the Doghouse photo blind that I got for Christmas last year.
Before the summer sun got the temps high enough to bake a pie, I set the blind up near the garden on the north side of the house. This garden is in full bloom these days, thanks to the green thumbs of Farmer McZickefoose. While I was futzing around with the blind, three different ruby-throated hummingbirds came by to slurp some nectar. That was a good sign.
I set up the blind in a strategic place and waited. Here are a few of the images I got.