- 12 Days of Christmas
- balls flying in my face
- book pile
- clip art
- digestive system
- enough about the roof already
- eternal overachiever
- everyone is stupid
- getting stuff done
- Have you got a bad back?
- how to
- I hate shopping
- I made this
- leave me alone
- New Yorker
- not writing
- other people's kids
- Priscilla Recipes
- revisiting old things
- Star Wars
- things I hate
- things that aren't really free
- wildlife cam
- World Cup
Author Archives: Pamela
The cherry tomato has been the only super productive plant and it gives us enough for a taste at every meal plus some to bring to Dad.
Staying home more I have learned so much more appreciation for the garden.
Both Bob and I have gotten into the habit of sitting out there with a book. I’m getting more familiar with the individual sounds of the birds and their funny habits. I try to keep the birdbath refreshed for them.
It’s starting to wind down. I know there are potatoes but not 100% sure where they are located. A few carrots and beets.
A lot of Cucurbita.
The camera arrived on the 24th and I’ve had a couple of nights where the card went haywire or my camera positioning was doodoo. This is the cast of characters I’ve identified with some guessing.
(Seriously, this is one of the best toys I’ve ever gotten. I knew we had animal activity back there but no idea it was like this.)
This is Noah from next door.
Toes also from next door. There have been other cats that have shown up but were too far off for me to identify with certainty. I need one of those systems like on CSI where I can ENHANCE! ENHANCE FURTHER!
This is Pogo. I’ve only gotten him on camera a couple of times.
This is Mama. I am not clear whether she has been back through. I haven’t identified her in any of the other photos.
Here’s Heckle and Jeckle again. They’ve shown up several nights but not always close to the camera. I need to start a spreadsheet with the dates and times and who shows up. You know, for science.
And this is Rocket. He’s kind-of beat up looking. Poor old guy.
This is my super-pro set up for my wildlife cam. I can easily move this table around and I have been trying it in different spots around the yard.
I re-activated my Instagram account and have been posting wildlife photos. I don’t know how long I’m going to last. [Rant about social media omitted.]
I’ll try to update the cast of backyard wildlife regulars here later this weekend.
These two are Heckle and Jeckle. I surmise that they are young ones, offspring of Mama?
The bucket has water in it. Sometimes they don’t touch it. Last night there was some pooltime action.
Warning: this story doesn’t have a great ending.
One of my great joys during the lockdown was watching the Condor Nest Cam from the Ventana Wildlife Society. (If you click on the link now it’s highlights.)
I started watching when the egg was close to hatching. And then kept checking in to get a glimpse when Iniko was a damp little noodle.
I’ve been keeping up with Iniko as it got bigger and started losing its fluff.
The Dolan fire in California destroyed the condor sanctuary. Yes, everything is terrible.
If you really want to bum yourself out you can find the last clips before the camera cables melted here. You can even hear the fire coming. It’s tragic.
As of right now they are missing 13 condors including 4 chicks which includes Iniko. They are actively searching for the missing condor. They identified one yesterday. They say historically many chicks have survived fires so there is room for optimism.
I moved the camera a little bit and changed the timer. I’m pretty sure this in an opossum. I got more cat pictures and a squirrel.
And lots of raccoon pictures. Those guys were active out there for awhile. This the best shot.
This is from 2002 when Erin ran with the torch. Photo Credit: Aunt Aileen.
Today we are married 24 years. I’d post a more recent photo but I can’t find a good one right now.
Did something try to eat one of my apples? I gasped when I found it on the ground like this. It’s a little green and I had to chop it into tiny pieces to eat it because of the braces, but it was pretty and tasted good. Red McIntosh.
I’ve been meaning to write about the bro house across the street. We called it the bro house because when they first moved in it seemed like a bunch of guys lived there in rotation. We were never sure what was going on over there. In all the years they lived there no one ever even made eye contact.
At some point everything changed and the bros were gone and it was a lady and a baby with the main guy.
My story is about their dogs. They had Boxers.
One day the main bro was driving down the street in his SUV with all these dogs sticking their heads out the window, happily barking. So then I referred to the dogs as the Cerberus.
There were four dogs and they barked a lot. You could always tell when UPS or FedEx drove up because of the chorus of dogs. (Not complaining, I thought it was cute.)
One day I was out in the front yard and the woman was yelling at one of the dogs and it had a very not-dog name like Rosemary so what I was hearing was: Rosemary! Bad! Bad Rosemary! Stop it! Rosemary! Bad!
But all the dogs were barking so I’m not sure why Rosemary was called out.
All of this is in the past tense because a week or so ago there was a moving truck and since then all the cars and the Cerberus are gone.
After my post last week I decided I would buy a wildlife cam. I was like Calvin (of Calvin and Hobbes) waking up every few hours wondering about all the wildlife I was capturing on my new camera. The minute I woke up I put on pants and ran outside to get the camera card.
This was the single picture on the card. Impressed?
I’m pretty sure that’s a cat.
I treated the lenses with some stuff that will hopefully not mist up. Stay tuned. I’m going to get Bigfoot or something good soon.