The blue jays are my favorite.
They are loud and bully the littler birds and hog the best bits of bird food for themselves.
But they have so much personality and crack me up every time.
The blue jays are my favorite.
They are loud and bully the littler birds and hog the best bits of bird food for themselves.
But they have so much personality and crack me up every time.
From October. Like the arty light effect?
How many dogs can you find?
All of us out on business
Auntie’s 50th Birthday surprise party
Camping in the Olympic rain forest.(We were out there long enough to set up our tents, have a nice hike, eat a campe dinner, get rained on, pick up camp and go home.)
Uncle Barry cracking us up with one of his hilarious stories.
Luna, Arky in front, Millie.
Which one do you think barks the most?
Arky, Clover, Millie.
Answer: ALL OF THEM! (But if we were forced to choose, Arky.)
MARTA – West End Station.
Beltline — anyone take a look at this and think they would have done it differently? Or differentic?
This is the last of the Orleans apples mixed with apples from the farmer’s market.
I peel and slice into pie sized bits, mix with sugar and cinnamon and then gracefully fill the freezer bags.
Then I flatten and use a straw to get out extra air and freeze them on a baking sheet.
Then they are in flat, easier to store packets. And this January when we want a pie all I have to do is make a crust, dump, and voila!
One morning I ran into the kitchen to do a step on my bread and I saw 2 deer in my backyard.
!!!
I froze and then moved as smoothly as possible, tiptoeing to grab my phone from my desk. I was afraid motion from the house might scare them off. Sometimes the birds fly away if we’re moving around in the kitchen.
They noodled around out there for almost a half hour — nibbling apple peelings from where I “composted” them in the middle of the garden. They sniffed around the bird feeders.
Then they started chewing on the apple tree.
I don’t care how cute you are or how beautiful your brown eyes are: don’t chew on my apple tree.
I ran out in the yard.
And they stood there and stared at me. They did not flee the yard.
They did stop eating the apple tree.
They finally jumped in the yard next door to nuzzle the fig tree before eventually moving on.
My yard is magical.
Hey, what else can I tear apart?
The little monster in the back has torn a chunk of insulation off our A/C unit and is now wrestling with it.
I recently ran across an article about raccoons — they are smart and learn quick.
There was a study in Wyoming, Wyoming Raccoon Project — Animal Behavior & Cognition Lab where they trapped wild raccoons (And skunks! If they were in this area they would certainly have used my backyard in their study).
Raccoons have adapted well to humans and do fine in an urban environment.
I encourage you to visit the website. There are photos of groggy raccoons and their names. Molasses is particularly cute.
“Molasses was captured in the backyard of a Laramie resident. She is the oldest raccoon we have captured to date! We can age raccoons by the amount of wear on their teeth, and Molasses had very worn teeth. Not to worry- she also had swollen teats which indicates that she bred that summer, so she’s still fit enough to produce offspring!”
I think I’ve said it before but I don’t feed the raccoons. I only put out the water bucket and even that sometimes seems like too much.
My big observation from the trail cam is that our lawn is a delight of earthworms. They walk back and forth pouncing on it which must be the secret to finding the yummiest worms.
Completely inappropriate rental car for work trip to N. Idaho. Colleague was so frustrated with the poor service at the rental counter he didn’t want to deal with getting it swapped for something else.