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Tuesday, August 3, 2021

Cooling off...

 Just an early morning shot with the warm mist and cool air.

Then I played a little with B/W and herons.
Good news! The mailbox is now just a step away from my side door. First delivery made today. My lawn guy just put it up this morning when he came to clean flowerbeds and mow. Then the Schwan man came and I'm trying the coffee ice cream. The trash man came and took the bag away. The neighbor who does my laundry came for it and now I'm just in heaven without a halo! (Except none of these wonderful things have helped my sprained back but all in all I know I shouldn't complain AT ALL!)
Oh how much easier this will be!






Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Not Boring Today

When the Mister looked out the kitchen window this early morning, a mother Canada goose and her growing gaggle were on our beachfront lawn - leaving nasty deposits. He shooed them away. He came back indoors and heard a woodpecker on the far side of the cabin gable and went out again and it flew away. (We hope it wasn't the pileated fellow we saw in a tree recently!) On his way back indoors he spotted that the mousetrap by the back door had a victim. After coffee we decided to go for a ride. Two deer in separate instances leaped out in front of us on the roadway. Shall I continue?

During the ride I spotted an entire fence line with buzzards -a/k/a turkey vultures- on each fencepost. As we approached, some flew away, but not all. There could've been around 20 of them but I was busy trying to get pictures of a few and couldn't count. We suspect a large carcass lay hidden nearby and they were making dinner plans.
We next passed a fancy stone wall and fence (notice no gate!) in front of a place that we don't believe was a private family home. There were no signs either, but please look closely at that wonderful stonework!
AND...just down the road a little bit, the colorful chanticleer stood awaiting a pickup. He is well weathered and folksy, isn't he? Or is he just being proud and fierce waking up the sun and dominating the barnyard?
The best was yet to come. At home. A neighbor's poppies are popping and there will be dozens more. They are a wonderful sight. 
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