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Monday, July 29, 2024

Bit and bobs

Here are a few random bits and bobs from the last few weeks.

We have a shed in our yard we use for garden tools, etc. The doors were open on it for about a week or so. One day Don saw a robin fly in with food in its beak, and we thought, "Uh oh, robin built a nest inside." If that was the case, we'd have to keep the shed doors open until the babies fledged.

Later that same day I went to put something inside the shed and saw this:

Not a nest, but a fledgling that had made its way in.

Of course we left the shed doors open. By the next day, it was gone.

Ground squirrel.


Full moon behind a pine.


There is a single volunteer sunflower plant growing in one of the potato beds.

It's always worth examining things like this up close...

...because you never know what you might see.


And another small spider, this one on our screen door. I believe it's a young orb weaver.

I have some basil plants growing on the deck. I was going to transplant them into the garden beds, but never got around to it, so I repotted them in larger pots and they're happily growing.

However something was eating the leaves.

Aha! Found the culprit. Look how closely it blends in, color-wise. I scooped it up and dumped it over the side of the balcony.


Grasses, blooming.


Allergies, anyone?

A clump of irises growing by the side of the driveway. This photo was taken about a month ago.

In late June, I baffled to see what looked like carrots growing in the rocks next to one of the garden beds. Carrots? How?

The mystery was solved a few weeks later. Not carrots, but Queen Anne's lace, a member of the carrot family.

I know Queen Anne's lace is technically an invasive weed, but I absolutely stinkin' love it.

A very, very distant doe and her fawn.

Some quail parents herding their chicks toward the safety of some brush.

Sunrise..

...and sunset.

Thursday, February 1, 2024

Sailor's warning

An old maxim of the Navy is this: "Red sky in morning, sailors take warning. Red sky at night, sailor's delight."

This appears to be holding true. Yesterday morning, we had some dramatic color.

This morning was even more dramatic, with the very air drenched with color. The photo can't begin to capture the beauty.

Now here's our weather for the next few days: 

Methinks those sailors knew a thing or two......

Monday, December 31, 2018

Farewell 2018

Here it is, the last day of 2018. I thought a photo essay of our day might be in order.

It started with a subtle but pretty sunrise.


The weather was mostly clear and chilly, about 19F. Early morning shadows of the pines stretched a quarter-mile across the fields.



The day's chores included burning some trash in the burn barrel...


...and taking down the Christmas tree and decorations.


In the afternoon we took Mr. Darcy on his walk. Here he is posing with his latest favorite toy, a tire cut-out.


The partial cloudiness hinted at the possibility of a pretty sunset.


Not that Darcy was impressed. He just wanted to run.


And play with his tire cut-out.


The groundwater seeping across the pasture was iced over in most places...


...which was actually very artistic.



The lower part of our pasture has a shallow, icy flood.


The last sunset of the year broke through the clouds...


...and illuminated a corner of our house.


It also put some trees in shadow, and some in sunshine.



As hinted, the sunset was very pretty. The "column" effect is something we rarely see, and it always impresses us.




Tonight, as with every New Year's Eve, I'll be in bed by 9 pm. And as with every New Year's Eve, I'll be awakened at midnight by a happy neighbor shooting off his gun in celebration.

Happy New Year, everyone! May your upcoming year be blessed.