First snowfall this year

It wasn’t much, but it was the first snow to fall this year.  The storm blew through in about an hour right after the temperature dropped almost 15 degrees – down to 28.  This was two days ago and now the temperature this morning is a steady 16.  Wind chill makes it seem as if it was 12, but, actually, is there any difference between 16 and 12 when you’re outside?

The gloomy day kept up until about an hour after the snow and then the sun came out.  Didn’t melt the snow though.

My huge woodpecker friend came back but stayed mostly in the tree out front.  He started on one side, worked his way around the trunk, and then hopped from one branch to another.  All the while pecking at, presumably, bugs; or, at least looking for them.


Mostly lonely flowers

I really have to get back into blogging regularly.  I like to post pictures of the yard and things like that.  This post has some bedraggled remainders of fall that are just hanging in there.

The Iris popped up in the midst of dead leaves one day last week.  It’s the only one of our normal second growth every year.  For some reason just this one came up.  The poppies are the only two left of a rather large group of them earlier this fall.

My two woodpeckers are back.  The big one is hard to capture on camera as he is very fast.  He hits the suet block, raps a few times, and grabs a chunk so he can fly off.  The smaller male will stick around a bit.  Now that I study the picture a bit more, the small one might actually be the female – no red head feathers I can see.

The one morning glory is also a tough competitor, being the only one remaining of a twisty chain of them running up a big stake.

I have included the obligatory shot of finches too.


Addition to our little family

My granddaughter, Briana, now has a little 18-month old kitty to keep her company.  She has named her ‘Cami’ because, as you can see, she blends in rather well with the rug.

We think Cami will love living with us.  Our elder cat, Mystic, who is 21 years old, took things calmly but Cami did a little hissing and growling.  That was two days ago – they are now sleeping on our waterbed, although at opposite ends.  They seen to be getting along better now.


Definite signs of Fall

Here are a series of pictures that you might enjoy.  All were shot at, or near, my house.  The little red PT Cruiser is the wife’s.

Daffy, I put in a shot of an albino squirrel just for you.  Of course, there are the obligatory finch shots too.  Note that they are beginning to show their winter feathers – just a little darker than usual.

The airplane was at around 15,000 feet and on course to the West.  It was nothing but a dot with a small contrail but the camera managed to get some pretty good detail.



Transition into fall is underway

I haven’t posted here very much lately and for that I’m sorry.  I am just getting over a horrible cold that threatened to explode my head.  One of those really good colds that fills all 97 sinus cavities and keeps them full no matter what you do.  Because of this, post-nasal drip caused a racking cough approximately every 30 seconds.  Who can function under those conditions?

On good days – of which we have now after severe rain for a week – I can walk outside a bit and view all the trees changing around me.  There are lots of maple and walnut trees and in about a week or so they will reach their best.  I plan on taking my camera around the neighborhood and posting some of the better ones.

Of course, after that, the trees tend to let go and drop every one of those darn leaves on my yard.  It seems like even trees several yards up from me take much glee in flinging them into my yard instead of straight down.  I’m ready this year though – I have a mulcher attachment on my riding mower.  That’ll fix ’em.

My brother has started a blog over on Blogspot ( ) and, if you’re interested, trot over there and check it out.  He like Haiku (as do I) and tries to put one up fairly often.  It’s a form of poetry that he describes on his blog.  Haiku is great fun – give it a try.

Random Thoughts for the Day:

Emailed from my sister:

1. I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

2. Nothing sucks  more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.

3. I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.

4. There is a great need for a sarcasm font.

5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

6. Was learning cursive really necessary?

7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my own  neighborhood.

8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

9. I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.

10. Bad decisions make good stories.

11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren’t going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.

12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don’t want to have to restart my collection…again.

13. I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

14. “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this — ever.

15. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damn it!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?

16. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

17. I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

18. My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran  over a ninja?” How the hell do I respond to that?

19. I think the freezer deserves a light as well..

20. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.