One Month...

It's hard to believe it's only a month til Christmas. Thanksgiving was just a few days ago, and yet it doesn't quite seem like much of a holiday season yet. Thanksgiving was a quiet day here, with plans for the big turkey day postponed until today, and then again postponed til next year.

The turkey got a reprieve and continued on in it's cold storage until a near future date when it will make it's appearance with promises of leftover bits for days. I didn't mourn the turkey deficit as much as the flakey deletctable pies that never materialized. It's the one time of year that pies seem to be in abundance, and as I read blog after blog of people and their pies, I had the smallest twinges of pie envy.

I missed the pumpkin, the pecan, the chocolate and coconut cream. I missed the big dollops of Cool Whip or ice cream topping those calorie laden bits of flakey goodness. But I will get thru these next few days of pieless-ness and will concentrate on the upcoming Christmas season instead.

I didn't hit the stores on turkey day. I didn't hit them on the much touted Black Friday. I did however sneak out a bit this morning and just as quietly headed back home with just the smallest of purchases with promises to myself to finish the holiday shopping later this week, or next, or whenever.

I am not going to panic this year. I have a few things bought and if I run out of time or energy it will suffice. I am trying not to go crazy like I do some years and spoil people rotten. They are rotten enough and my continued efforts to spoil them even more seem futile and wasteful.

I need to prioritize just what is important and what needs my attention the most. I need to do some holiday baking for the neighbors that I do year after year. I tell myself every year after all of the mess and hassle it will be the last, but a part of me sticks to tradition, and a part of me hates the thought of disappointing anyone with just an impersonal gift card. It's the one part of the holiday that I still think should be at least more than just a desperate guess or spin of the wheel of gift possibilities. It's just hard to buy for some people and it's hard to put a price on the goodness and value of friendship and neighborly courtesy to those nearest to you.

So I bake, and stir, and assemble those sugar laden plates to say thanks. Whether they are truly appreciated, I don't really know. I think they are, but sometimes I wonder when I hear others say, "I don't bake or cook because I don't need it". Seriously, do any of us really NEED it? Nope, but I do think that a little bit of decadence given to others and to ourselves is a good thing.

That said, I am sort of glad to have missed out on turkey day. I can now hoarde all of those future caloric possibilities in the form of fudge, toffee, and that midwestern favorite - cherry mash. It's the thoughts of all of those confections that also makes me think it would be a good time to diet to prevent those thoughts of justification, "it's Christmas mentality" that allows me to sneak another piece of fudge, and another, and another until I am quite sick at the mere sight of anything sugary.

Christmas and holidays are such odd times. The are laden with expectations, stress, and guilt and yet we embrace them with such a fervor. I am hoping that this year if I lower my expectations, cut down on the stress, and try not to be so hard on myself, that the holiday season will be a better experience, at least for me.

So hear is to the upcoming holiday. Bring it on. I have girded myself with reality and common sense and unless I take some sort of direct blow of a super sale with 75% percent off, I think I will make it.
If not, I will stay huddled underneath the tree and refuse to come out until after the 1st of next year.

Relief...

Well it's over. Or at least, I hope it is all over. The junk mail, the unsolicited phone calls, the commercials, and all of the controversy of the latest political election.

Some are claiming victory, some are claiming a crushing defeat. I see it as inevitable with whoever was elected. I wasn't happy with either candidate and the amount of damage possible on both sides gives one thought and concern and the realization that we are just screwed no matter which way the ballot was cast.

It's scary when one delves into the background of each individual, follow the money trail of just who their backers were/are, and it's frightening to realize that anything and everything has a price.

Who the big winners of the last election were, are not the American people but big business. Big business has their hand in every politician's pocket and we can only hope as we go forward that we do not completely bankrupt this country literally and figuratively.

But that is enough of politics. I am tired of politics. I am tired of seeing friend versus friend, family member pitted against family member. I am tired of a false sense of belonging to a political party of any sort that really doesn't have your best interest at heart. I guess I hold those who are elected to a certain standard. Not a higher standard, but a standard in which they are their to serve the people and not their own interests.

Today is Wednesay, a cool day, but a sunny one. I have been a bit crabby the last few days and today I am of the mindset to shed my crabbiness and embrace something more sunny. I am not going to let any perceived slights or negativity to entertain any of my thoughts today. I am going shopping. I am going to think of Christmas, Thanksgiving, and all things chocolate covered.

Today I vote for me. A party of my own making. No donkeys or elephants for me, I will embrace being one of many sheep in this flock of red,white, and blue...

Grey and Blue and Other Shades in Between





 

 

I shouldn't really be blogging today. It's not that I really have a whole lot to say, but rather that I wanted to stay in the habit of at least writing something once a week. I get in a rut at times and before I know it, weeks have passed and I have failed to sit down and actually try and compose something. What is the point of blogging when a person doesn't even write?

 

Today started out with blue skies and a grey mood and it gradually graduated thru the day to greying skies and a darkening grey mood. I hate days that are like that.

 

You would think with the extra hour of sleep because of the time change, and being a Sunday that I would have relished sleeping in, and I would have if it weren't for the excessive scratching of a cat that continually lives up to her namesake of being a stink pot.

 

She has developed an annoying habit of scratching when she wants something. It started out innocently enough when she was a small kitchen. She would scratch a closed door, wanting to see what was on the other side. She would keep it up til I had to open the door or risk splintering wood work. She started scratching on the wall near her food bowl when it was empty. She would scratch, glance back to look at me, and then continue her scratching ways until tended too. I don't know how to break her of this habit either. At first I thought it was rather cute and funny that somehow thru a wierd Pavlovian experiment I had become the trainee instead of the trainer. It's not so funny any more, especially at 4:30 in the a.m.

 

It seemed to set the precedent for the whole day. Little things that irritate or got under my skin seemed to be excessively encroaching upon my day. I even found myself reading and commenting on some blogs on another page that had me wondering if my reply or comment was too curt, too limited as to appear blase` or flippant.

 

I have to admit that as my afternoon has gone on, I was ready to throw in the towel when logging on here and being told that google plus wasn't happy with my profile. I sounded fake and hollow and that nobody in their right mind would want to google or search for me on their ever expanding website. I realize just writing this crabby comment that I might even end up suspended, shut off and told to move my whiney butt off to somewhere else. I feel like I am about done some days with all of this blogging stuff.

 

A huge part of me wonders why in the world can't I just write and think out loud and be left to type my rambling words and what does it matter that I haven't given a searchable name for people to find me in my tiny rural area. That people might want to stop by, share a cup of coffee, and maybe stalk me for a short while before stabbing that knife in my chest while I incoherently whisper, "but it's just a blog for goodness sakes"... Okay I am being sooo overly dramatic and babyish, but I don't care.

 

That is what blogs are suppose to be about. You are suppose to be able to write your opinions and thoughts and have people read those words and comment on if they want. It's not about whether they agree with what you are saying or disagree or anything in between. It's about having a voice, just one voice, even if it's just inside my head and wanting to get out.

 

It's not like it's politics. It's not like who I am telling you to vote or not to vote for. I don't support either candidate, I think they both suck and I am not about to tell someone on who or what they can believe in.

 

I guess politics find their way into everything though and that includes blog sites. There are the liberal fun sites with games and the more serious, how dare do you mock our searchable profile list of other sites.

 

I realize that they are wanting to prevent spam, to prevent any sort of problems or backlash or complaints from others, I get that. But there is no way in heck (see I can self edit), that I am going to give out my real name. How in the world will I ever be able to complain about Aunt Bertha's disgusting holiday casserole, or the bi-polar ex-sister-in-law that keeps going off the deep end? How do I keep from stepping on toes, offending those who see themselves or THINK they see themselves in my free flowing words?

 

It's a fine line this blogging stuff. I don't want to have a blog where stuff is copied and pasted or where I come across as some sort of imaginary expert in some field that will have you all agog at my extensive wealth of bs.

 

Maybe I am expecting too much from this blogging stuff. That thinking out loud and posting those thoughts is taboo. That kind of free thinking is not allowed and I need to be more of a conformist and limit my blogs to pics of home, family, garden, pets, trips, and be like the other thousands of blogs out there.

 

I want more. It's not that I want controversy and to be a pot stirrer or some sort of blogging rebel. I want to be able to write what I am thinking at this very moment, and in the next moment...and the next... without worrying that the neighbor down the street read my blog and is peeved because I called them the "noisy, has to keep up with the Joneses" kinda neighbor.

 

So yeah, I want some anonymity... I don't even know if I spelled that word right, but yeah, I want to be a blogger with some sort of dark spy glasses and a trench coat. Trust me, I won't flash anyone, it's way too cold and I am way too puritanical in some respects.

 

Maybe I should stop ranting. Maybe I should close the lid on the laptop and walk away for a bit. Maybe I should walk away from blogging from a bit and keep looking for a place that might not even exist.

 

I don't know. I do know that just this morning I was thinking, ya know, maybe I will pick this place over all of the others because it is more about blogging. There aren't the distractions of games and quizzes and poke buttons and all of those other goofy things that are fun at times and annoying at others.

 

I guess I have to wait and see. Wait for that confirmation that I am real and searchable and all of those other things that this blog site thinks I should be.

 

If they find me, I hope that they will let me know. I have been looking for the real me for years.

The Pontification of Me...

I had a bit of a giggle when typing the title for this blog. Having just started this new blog page and moving all my old blogs over here, few if any actually know that I have this new blog. Writing any sort of new blog entries has me feeling like I am actually just talking to myself. And for some even stranger reason, I sorta like it.

How weird is that? I think we all have varying degrees of weirdness about us, and what we may think of as strange or odd will seem perfectly normal to someone else.

The other day while out shopping, I was parked next to a guy in what looked to be a very new pick-up. The gentleman was elderly, most likely retired but what caught my eye was the way he walked. One of his arms appeared stiff, and then at the wrist the hand bent backwards at a sharp angle. It had me wondering if he had an injury, stroke, some sort of recent accident that caused the odd looking appearance of his arm and hand.

My curiosity was even further piqued when I saw him take the lid off a trash can and peer down into it's depths and reaching in to sift thru the garbage. Out his hand came with his prize of an aluminum can. He bent down again and had to insert his head and shoulders completely in the trash in order to reach the bottom. Out came two more cans. He took one aluminum can and placed it in his bent back hand, and carried the other cans with his other hand. As he walked, his stiff arm was stuck out in front of him. He walked back over and placed all of his cans in another trash receptacle in the back of his truck. He contined thru out the parking lot, walking to each trash can in front of each store til he had visited them all.

It had me more wondering just what was his story? Was he collecting cans to pay for his new vehicle? Was he collecting cans as a hobby? Had he always collected cans? Was he needing to find any resources possible because his financial situation had changed? Was he just frugal and not afraid to get a little dirty to collect a few cents?

It's hard to know what one's story is when all we see is just one side or facet to them. A bit like here on the internet. We only know a part of someone really. We never truly know their whole life story unless they decide to share it with us. Even then, a part of us may be hesitant to believe everything one is told on here. There are those who embellish, there are those who put up a facade, and those who just want to show one side of theirselves.

I can be guilty of that sometimes. I want to log in every day and just be the fun girl without any problems or worries. I want to be silly and amused and not think so hard some days. I want to be able to seperate myself from myself, sort of like this blog I write. It is just a part of me that comes out when I sit facing this keyboard.

It's my story, it's me, and it's okay if I am the only one who can hear my inner voice that types these words from time to time. Maybe it's a bit selfish of me, maybe it's just self preservation, or maybe it is just the pontification of me....

Take 2...

Well here I go again, trying to do some clean-up and housekeeping over here. I sort of messed things up a bit when importing my old blogs over here and made them all private. I later got to thinking what is the purpose of making them private when a blog is meant to be open, to be read and commented on. So I deleted my old account, re-imported the old blog again and hopefully it is all fixed and looking more tidy.

It will of course mean that I have to re-add those few people who I was following, so my apologies in advance to you and hopefully your inbox won't be flooded with all of my imported blogs.

I may have to look around to see if I can find a way to prevent that from happening before adding anyone first. But given my short attention span, reluctance to do anything too mind bending, I might cave in and just hit that "follow" button anyways.

Yeah, I am lazy like that. Guess most of you will have guessed that by now.

To all of the new people who stumble across my blog, a big hello! And to those "old timers" who have known me for years on here from other blog sites a big hello as well.

I guess it's about that time to buckle down and get back to this blogging stuff and quit dragging my feet. It's sad when things change and our comfortable places are replaced with new places and surroundings, but I will persevere...

I think...

As for my spelling and typos, they will continual in all of their grammarical glory. I don't know if "grammarical" is even a word, but that is another thing I guess you should know about me if you don't already. New words can and will appear from time to time, despite any objections from Webster's dictionary. And hey, if those words actually turn out to be real words afterall, a big pat on my back with rewards of chocolates for my wordy prowess.

So it's onward and forward after going backwards. Sorta like the hokey pokey. It all gets shaken up in the end anyways...

Lost and looking to find...

Where are you?

Seriously, I feel like some of you are lost or I am lost over here on Multiply, wandering around in a daze.

I feel the need to take a head count, some kind of roll call to see if anyone is still here.

I know so many of us are testing out new blog sites still and I think it would be helpful, at least for me, if those of you could post a comment below just where you are, or plan to be.

I opened up 6 new blog accounts on different sites, and I need to start thinking about paring it all down to just one or two sites at the most.

So I need to know where you are to help me decide which direction to go. I know I won't be able to find all of you  on those one or two sites, but I am really, really hoping that it could be possible. You may be on a blog site that I am not aware of, you may be on a site that I am, and have friended me, but are thinking of going somewhere else.

There is only roughtly six weeks left here on Multiply. We won't be here much longer. So if you could, tell me where you are, where you are going to set up camp, where you plan to be. So I can find you and not feel so lost.

For George...

George! What are the odds that you would talk about praying mantis and I should stumble across one while out moving the garden hose?!! I had to rush in to get the camera to take a few pics.

It was a bit creepy to watch the bug's head swivel to watch every move I made. I swear, if it had flown at me I would have tossed that camera and run screaming,lol.

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

  

Playing Catch Up

It's good to be back.

First off I should apologize to all of you for not getting back on here quicker, for not logging in at the library or somewhere else to let you know of my computer woes. I should have contacted someone to pass the word along. I had planned on it, but time seemed to be slipping away and before I knew it I had been AWOL for more than just a few days.

A lot got accomplished though on my end and I have planted, mulched, watered, string trimmed, and all of that other yard work related stuff.

I got paperwork done, some closets and drawers cleaned, the garage swept and tidied. I got a lot of stuff I had put off accomplished, some stuff that I had put off for months. None of it really exciting stuff, but stuff that needed my attention eventually.

I even picked my camera back up and took more pics. Nothing too interesting, but still it helped to keep me in practice of having my camera out to try and capture a few moments in time.

 

 

You will be interested to know that even my big tree was taken out during my computer absence. I had waited all summer for it to be removed. After my last bit of string trimming, and looking at how badly and quickly the tree was deteriorating, I called the tree trimming people again to see where I stood on their job list. They promised to be here at the end of the week and they were. Just long enough to park the boom truck across the street and take off.

I had a sneaking suspicion they wouldn't work that day, the wind was picking up. I was positive that the tree would fall that week-end before they came back. The wind blew hard, more bits of bark fell, but the tree stood tall and proud til they showed up on Monday and got to work removing the branches one by one til all that was left was a stump.

 

 

 

I was glad that I did the 30 day pic challenge as I spent more time actually looking at the tree and it's inhabitants than I had in all my years of living here combined. Squirrels, cardinals, woodpeckers, flickers, doves, pigeons, nut thatches, sparrows, wrens, chickadees, blue jays, robins, and more birds that I could hear, but couldn't see in the tall leaf canopy. I hated to see them lose their home but I do have other trees, as well as my neighbors and hopefully they have found a place to nest in them. Below is a pic of a flicker? I think? that seemed a bit confused on just what exactly happened to it's home...

 

 

 

I did happen to notice while out studying my tree that there seemed to be an influx of hummingbirds. Most likely getting busy for their soon migration. I hadn't seen them all summer, figuring they had gone along with any hopes of rain. So I put out a feeder only to have an ornery little hummer refuse to let the others drink from it. Another trip to town and another feeder and still a very selfish littler hummer that thought it now had two feeders. I did feel a bit sorry for it as it wore it's self out chasing off all of it's competition. The bird would chase and chatter one hummer, only to have another one sneak to one of the feeders. The bird would rush back chattering/twittering loudly to chase another hummer off and it continued like that for several days. They all scattered when the tree trimmers were here and I only saw two hummers return when all of the noise and commotion was over.

 

 

 

 

It is amazing the change in the landscape there is from just removing one tree, even my neighbor remarked how open it was. I like open fields, grand sweeping lawns and landscapes...for others. For myself, I like the cozy feel of shaded nooks, and unexpected plantings or secluded sitting areas when rounding a corner. I guess I feel as it is some sort of insulation created by Mother Nature. It has my thoughts whirling on what to plant there, what tree or series of tall shrubs to take it's place. I am waiting til spring to plant though, still without rain, the hopes of getting anything to take roots this fall is a bit slim. I did manage to plant a few things, and I keep eyeballing the fall bulb catalog, but there has to come a time when I have to say enough. Enough for this year, to leave something for next spring.

 Kind of like my computer. Trying to catch up on updates and blogs, and websites. It was after midnight when I shut things down and said enough. It will have to wait for tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that...

30 - The End

I have to admit there were days I never thought I would reach it to the end of the 30 day challenge, but here it is today.

There is no extraordinary pic today. Just random shots of things in my world that I stumbled upon while out with my camera. Just a squirrel taking a long sip on a hot day. A shell of a bug that has moved on. A spider wrapping up leftovers for lunch for another time. And lastly, a pic for Mr. Oz, who told me to forget about taking a pic of the moon, and to take a pic of the sun. 

Mr. Oz must be psychic, he knew somehow I wouldn't be able to capture the blue moon tonight. The clouds have rolled in early this evening, and so I took his advice to be different and snapped this pic just a few moments ago.

Thanks everyone for joining in whether by posting pics or making comments or just stopping by to have a peek. Have a great holiday week-end!

 

 

 

  

 

 

29

I felt like I should have named this blog, "missed opportunities". That seemed to be the case for me today. I went out for a bit to try and snap a pic or two. I didn't have time to take a drive or felt like walking several blocks to capture something different and exciting. So I opted again to just walk around my small bit of yard and immediate neighborhood to find a subject for today's blog.

I guess I felt some sort of added pressure, that my blog pics should be ending on a high note. That each pic I take should be better than the last one and the last two blogs I do for this challenge, should have something pretty spectacular.

Ha! So much for good intentions. I don't know what it was today that had me a bit scattered brained and not fully concentrating on my surroundings. I would aim my camera to capture a bird, only to look up and find a baby squirrel just a few feet from me in the branches looking down spying on me as I spied on something else.

I tried to capture a pic of two chasing squirrels, only to see out of the corner of my eye, a hummingbird drinking from the blooms of a hosta. I snapped quickly, but not quick enough.

Today, while uploading the few meager pics of today, what should my eye spy while uploading a ho-hum pic of Japanese yew berries, but a praying mantis. Trust me, I have mentally kicked myself over and over for concentrating so much on the red berries I totally missed the huge bug just a few inches from them. But it's there, in the pic, and that is why I have included it today.

The other pics I included are some goldenrod that has been blooming like crazy and is on it's last hurrah of the year. The other pic, is a hosta leaf that the sun backlit and I liked the stained glass effect it created.

Tomorrow is the last day of this 30 days of pic challenge. I can't guarantee that it will go well. I haven't a clue what I will come across and try to capture in a moment of time with my pic. You will all just have to wait and see along with me.

I am crossing my fingers, it will be something extraordinary, but most days aren't so extraordinary and it's what we have to find in those days and in our selves to make the most of it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

28...

Today's pics are of an old building and corn. The first two shots are close-ups of a big long building that in it's past, I believe was a lumber yard before being bought by a farmer for machine storage. That farmer has long been gone and his family still owns the property but it continues to decay and fall in. It's just a part of life, the new becomes old, the old disappears, and something eventually will take it's place. Whether it's a different building, or just Mother Nature reclaiming the land.

The third pic is of a corn field. I cropped it a bit to remove some tree branches and some tall green weeds near the base of the corn crop. It was the dry seed heads and the withered leaves that caught my eye....

 

 

 

  

 

 

Mix (27)

Today's pics for the daily photo challenge is a bit of an assortment. The first pic is of old wood, the second pic is a tucked away statue, hidden almost from view. It is nothing extraordinary, but I liked the feeling it evoked. The last pic is of a bird, some kind of pigeon? I am not sure, I need to invest in a good bird book or do some googling.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Old Buildings (26)

This evening I went out for a bit of a drive and snapped a few pics of old buildings.

The first pic, is a cropped detail of the bottom of an old building I thought looked interesting. The second pic is the old building, taken from the corner looking down the side of the building. I liked the way the wood seemed pieced together on the old structure. The last pic is a picture of an old chicken coop that I thought looked picturesque in it's rural setting...

Four more days to go....Woohoo!

 

 

 

 

 

25

Some days the opportunity presents it's self, and yet we still can't manage to reap it's benefits.

I am not thrilled with today's pics. They cold be better. I don't know if I was rushed, or just didn't have the right settings for my shots, but they didn't come out as crystal clear as I wanted. The camera seemed to be fixated on the leaves and had problems with focusing on the water droplets.

I don't know if I expect too much, or if my camera just has limitations, like me. But anyways, here are two pics from today after the rain from yesterday...

 

 

 

 

24

Today was a bit of a bust for taking pics. I woke up this morning to overcast skies but still went out to try and snap a pic or two. It started to drizzle after a few minutes and I headed back inside, and then back out 15 minutes later to try again.

I gave up after ten minutes when the drizzle started again, but did manage to snap a couple pics of foliage with the rain on it. Yes, RAIN, real rain. As I am typing this it is still raining softly. It won't be much, but it will go a long way in helping things make it into fall and thru winter. I am crossing my fingers it continues.

I should have known it would rain, I have some potted up daylilies to get in the ground but haven't got their bed ready for them yet. But, I will happily wait a few more days til they can be planted.

Hope each of you have a terrific Sunday tomorrow!

The first pic is hosta leaves, the second pic is of boxwood, and the last pic is the only critter I could find to snap a pic of, SP the cat...

 

 

 

 

 

23...

Today has been a bit overcast with just a sprinkle now and then to tease me with the rain. I wasn't having any luck this morning trying to capture any birds, squirrels or other critters. They all seemed to be holed up expecting it to rain also. I think we are both going to be disappointed.

I snapped a few pics anyways for today, and they aren't anything too interesting. I just like the texture of the wood and the coloring of the leaves. I guess I am drawn to the oranic feel of a lot of things. Things of the earth and dirt that go back to being a part of it at the end of their cycle.

It's Friday, and just 7 more days of pics. I will be needing a break by then. This has taken a lot more of my time then expected, trying to capture a decent shot each and every day for this past month. I won't be giving up picture taking, but I doubt that I will have the time to go out and about searching for some subject matter every single day. I will post something interesting though if I should happen to stumble across something while out and about.

Enjoy your week-end!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just Stuff.....(22)

Today I tried to think of something different to post, other than birds and squirrels, I figured you were getting bored of them, and I needed to expand my subject matter a bit. It was a quick foray outside today as I find myself not getting a whole lot done with this photo challenge. It's too easy to lose track of time while wandering about or waiting for a good snapshot of a critter in it's habitat.

I hope you find the pics just as interesting though. The first is a pic of some hosta blooms, the second pic is a rather crispy turning host leaf. The last pic is a shot of some old wood. I loved the texture and the cracking, aged look about it. Have a great day everyone, hard to believe it is already Thursday...

 

 

 

 

 

 

21....Are we bored yet?

Today I am posting a pic of a trunk of an old Japanese yew. I liked the texture of the peeling bark and it is probably the best of today's pics that I am posting.

The other pics are ones that I took today, but the two bird pics of a morning dove and the woodpecker, are a bit dark.

The last one is another pic of a squirrel in what appears to be his favorite spot of the whole tree. Hopefully tomorrow some better luck in capturing something more interesting for you, and it isn't such a big snooze fest like today...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

20...10 days left

Some days you just feel like being bad....

Today's Lunch...

 

It will be back to carrot sticks, yogurt cups, and healthy eating tomorrow ;)

Tired (19)

I don't know if it is because it is Monday, or because it has warmed back up, but I wasn't the only living thing around here that appeared to be tired. I captured this pic of a squirrel sprawled out on a dead and broken branch trying to get comfy.

 

 

 

Sure enough, like humans, the squirrel squirmed around a bit and re-situated it's self til it found just the right position to take a nap. If only I had captured a pic of the squirrel yawning, it would have been the perfect picture story,lol. Have a great evening everyone!

 

Day 18

From this morning, a few shots....

The first is obviously a  squirrel, caught up in the canopy of the tree with it's mouth full.

 

 The second is a pic I have been trying to get for ages. There are two of these nests on my big tree that are inhabited by flickers/woodpeckers. I snapped this pic of one sticking it's head inside the nest. Not sure if there was anything in there it was feeding or if it was adding a few bits of fluff to line it's nest.

   

  

The last pic, is a rather poor pic, but I liked the appearance of the wings/feathers of the bird in flight.

 

 

 

Hopefully tomorrow or later this week I will have better luck in capturing some better pics of the wildlife around here. If all else fails, I will have to stalk the cat and have her pose,lol.