A couple of days after the deer visited the yard during the day, I pulled this off the camera card.
You can tell it’s a deer at first and I assumed the earlier deer came back to see if there were still yummy snacks available.
Then it came into view. Wow. Look how big that guy is!
I called Bob in and we watched this clip together:
We both went, WHOAAAAAAAAA! At the same time.
One afternoon this summer I went out in the yard and there were some good sized feather chunks right by the back door.
I think one of the cats is either expressing his approval of the bird feeders or else taunting us. Or is that the same thing?
Just last weekend I found a distressing bunch of fluffy white feathers strewn about under the rhodie.
Poor little birds. Nature is tough.
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?
