Another day in the garden with my friends helping me with bug patrol. Who needs poison when you have gorgeous dragons patrolling for you. 🙂
Here was yesterday’s haul just before the glorious rains began to fall and man did it rain and blow, some are still without power and will not have trees cut and cleared or wires back up till maybe Monday afternoon when another batch will come through. Growing up I do not remember violent weather but in 60 years my has the world changed.
I have been living on Ratatouille
even for breakfast with a poached egg on top. This was a supper for him he needs meat he said lol
We are still in a drought but not like other parts of the US or world. For now I get enough to eat though hardly any Apples, Pears, Peaches and Plums can be found since we had such a cold snap when they needed warmth and bees the most.
Hope you are all doing OK. I will go through my reader and see if your posts show up.
Have a great week!
Goodnight from us all here in NH
The garden measures about 16′ X 24′ I have flowers mingled inside with all the veggies as well. Bring the birds, bees, dragonflies and butterflies to eat the bugs and pollinate was my plan.
I forage for greens each morning with my coffee and JT she is never far from me. I go back out again to get things for my dinner though I better start adding chicken or eggs to my salad or I will loose all my muscles, which I will need come the end of the season, to put this place to bed.
Radishes, Summer Squash, Zucchini and Sugar Snap Peas with Raspberries were my fixings that went in with my Rainbow Swiss Chard and Spinach Salad. We are in a drought here but that soil I bought is amazing just the perfect amount of compost makes all the difference. It is light and fluffy still. I wish I had grown one of everything. I have beets, carrots, string beans,corn and spaghetti squash yet to show up but they are growing like mad.
Always have extra help when I go inside the gate.
I have been painting a bit too, here is one of the last three I have been working on.
We got heavy rain for a bit tonight it was glorious and the earth soaked it right up.
Hope you are all having a wonderful and safe week, this world we live in is going crazy so glad I have these things to keep me away from TV and more bad news. Pray for Peace on our beautiful earth xo
I added 2 framed pieces of Watercolor to the Theme Wall at Seacoast Artist Association. This month’s theme is Wild With Color. Now I could have framed some of my amazing Sunrises even Sunsets or Pink Peonies. Maybe my popular monster Sunflowers even but I chose two of my colorful landscapes filled with tree trunks with pretty bark 🙂
No longer laid out against my red countertops but are in pretty rich brown frames under glass. I will miss them if they sell but even looking at them here as I type I can see I have grown much like a tree 🙂 ever changing and it make me so happy.
Still not comfortable with others judging me or my artwork but I can not sell it if I do not put myself out there 🙂
My town is celebrating it’s 275th birthday and the committee group is trying to raise monies for a parade and fireworks so I donated one of my framed pieces as a raffle gift hope enough like it to raise $40 or $50 for my part of the cause. All starving artists have is what they create.
I did straighten out the title lol
Mom is doing great I have more good days and the pup my sweet little girl rests more and loves the pumpkin cookies I make for her 🙂 Going grain free myself and hoping her and I will be back at our fighting weight 🙂
Do you know I did not climb up once on the roof and only raked it once shhh it is only March and I will finally turn 60 I can not believe it myself lol there were many close calls and still not gray!
Here is what I did the other day thinking of taking my girl for a walk to go find some 🙂
Still wet as I posted it to Facebook and it sold 🙂 now I can do an oil change 🙂
Have a great March everyone soon I will share photos from the Boston Flower Show which opens in 2 weeks!
I just finished reading Monadnock, More than a Mountain by Craig Brandon. In it he tells of how, throughout history different artists have painted the mountain from different sides, and how a few had traveled around the mountain painting it from all sides. That sounded like a fine idea to me and, since I have never seen it done before, over the last few weeks I’ve traveled to several towns that surround the mountain to take photos from each one.
The unusual thing about 3,165 ft high Mount Monadnock is that it can be seen from each town in the area, which collectively make up what is known as the Monadnock Region. The purpose of this post is to show how much the mountain changes from town to town-sometimes after driving just a few miles down the road. I’ve lived here nearly my entire life and even I was surprised by how…
Well by now most of you know our JT (Jess-Tex) at least in photos. She is our Border Collie and no we do not have a farm.
I have shared my life with fourteen dogs five of which were part of a litter that went on to new homes where they were adored family members.
This dog above was born at a friend’s home, the male her father was from Texas and they drove from Vermont to pick him up. JT’s mother was a dog that was dropped off at their place in Vermont. Gorgeous lighter Gray with white. She was scared who knows the kind of life had she lead.
JT was like the runt with a not so perfect face marking and it was just her sister and her no one had chosen to be theirs.
Now I wanted no more dogs but here were the two prettiest faces begging to be loved. I said I wanted both, actually could not believe that came out of my mouth. The daughter said she was taking the tri color one. I was taking JT as long as they were both fixed, I didn’t care.
The day we found her in the horse stall with her sister, we had been camping with a three-year old great-niece so we went home to NH but when I got to my house I called them and said I would be back up for the pup I had fallen in love with. Her husband was going to be in NH on a welding job so he brought the pup with him so we did not have to go all the way back to northern Vermont.
We bought a leash and collar as well as bowl and water, as it would be a long ride for a puppy and headed north.
We took the pickup truck with a bench seat so she could lay between us. Funny as I look back six and a half years later at that ride home. She would lay her head on my leg then wander over to the passenger side for his leg. She was trying to settle in on that big seat but wanted to be close to both of us, her HERD.
We stopped often to walk her, and to let her have some water and then she was scooped up again and placed in the middle between us. It is where she has always ridden till he bought this new truck with the big back seat. All hersto be sure.
She had been born on Mother’s Day and in October she took her first really long ride down to Georgia. We went gold prospecting with a club he belonged to and she set about making many new friends that weekend. It was really rainy and nasty, creeks were swollen I was so glad this camping trip was in a cabin with a hot tub.
This pup has led a very interesting life to be sure. She could have a blog of her own.
We no sooner got back from our trip to Georgia when we set in motion an epic cross-country trip that would include sleeping out in the wild, in a tent for the month of December. Not too worry we would be in Arizona and it is still warm right?
We bought an old RV and he made it road worthy and we were looking forward to an amazing journey together. Then the gas prices soared so we scrapped the idea of taking the old beast back west where it had actually been made. I looked for a van cheaper on gas and room for all we would need to bring with us. I found a pretty cool looking Chevy van, a conversion van the kind with a bench seat that lays down and can be used as a bed. We bought it from a group of men who used it to go back and forth to New England Patriot football games. Yes tailgaters. It has a HUGE Patriots Loge on one whole window. I never thought about the fact we were going to be in the Super Bowl and the game would be in Arizona!
What a trip that was from the start. JT could feel the excitement. I rented a place for our cat to go where, she was to be treated like a Queen, for the money she better have been the center of attention. He made a rack for the hitch, the fact he was a welder for 30 years came in handy. On this rack we took the tool box off the pick-up and placed our clothes and tenting supplies as well has some dry goods like JT’s Food and dog bones. We would be on BLM land and there would be no stores, no street lights, no phones. JT would be the only one out of the three of us to do nothing but play as any pup will do. They said rattle snakes would have taken cover as well as the other critters who live under ground, I was hoping so.
So we loaded up and headed south, I had to say good-by and Merry Christmas to Mom on our way. We opened our gifts and had a beautiful meal then loaded back into the van and headed out of New England. Leaving what we thought of winter behind us as well.
As we headed south through Massachusetts we heard a lot of horn blowing and people giving me the THUMBS UP signs that was different for me having been in a big rig all those years and it was never a THUMB I got! People were excited, they saw the sign and our team was in the hunt for a ticket to the BIG GAME! When we hit NJ the looks changed, funny how that works.
I stopped on the NJ Turnpike to top off of the gas tank when a big dark-colored Suburban pulls on the other side of the pump. It had those really dark windows, looking kind of sinister. This is a place they pump for you, so as I am sitting and waiting I hear a horn beep then I see the black glass start to open and there were four huge black men smiling at me I was kind of confused then one pointed to the SIGN on our window and said GO PATS!!! They could have been players looking at the size of them! It was like that the whole trip out. Just random strangers stopping us to congratulate our team on the playoffs and wishing us well on our journey. They all petted JT. I swear more love was given to her that first year of her life. No wonder she chooses humans over animals to play with. She never new life as a dog.
more later on JT’s Adventures with us and her adoring fans
Well they say there will be another coastal storm brewing just off our shoreline, so it is time to walk the edge, as the tide turns and heads out and look and see what it has left behind for us. It will be sunny and in the 40’s what a perfect BEACH DAY JT likes to walk me into the water so maybe I will even be barefoot.
It has been a very long time since I looked at this photo. I used to miss this truck so much, then it was the girl I was, who had gone missing.
Let me tell you some background since a few have asked about the days I spent behind the wheel of an 18 Wheeler(this one has 22 ) .
So much happened before I became a trucker, guess you would surmise that, as young girls really did not drive tractor-trailer trucks in the mid to late 70’s, well not in New England especially.
So do I begin here with this time period in the photo or go from the start?
I think I will do this blog from just before the time I bought her till I said goodbye, as there really is an awful lot for this story.
I was divorced in 1995 and as part of the settlement of OUR THINGS I had a choice to make. Let’s see he had already just got rid of the truck he drove, he actually gave it back to the bank with less than a year to pay on it. He was drinking so heavy daily and I could not drive TWO TRUCKS so he did what he did. I insisted we split the days up with him driving my rig(not this one) Monday,Wednesday and Friday which would leave me Tuesday and Thursday and most Saturdays. At the time I was hauling rubbish back and forth from Roxbury, MA to different landfills and trash to energy plants here in New England.
Things were getting worse living with him. I never thought they could get any worse and there came a point when I had the police remove him from the home. I had finally had too much. Lost so much. I signed a restraining order and told them he could come for the rig, with police.
It took a year before the final day in front of the judge. All I wanted was the house, 4 dogs and my 68 Camaro and my Ford Pickup Truck. He could take EVERYTHING ELSE!
In the time I sent him away, I found a job driving for a local company. I was now driving a Dump Truck. Worked 10 hours a day and finally had a life but not much money compared to owning my own rig but I was happy, really happy. I actually looked forward to doing my hair and climbing into that Orange Mack daily.
When the judges final decree was sent he gave me everything I wanted. The house, dogs and vehicles. Now how could I pay the house payment on a weekly paycheck, as an employee, I really couldn’t.
My Dad knew I worked for a seasonal company so he gave me an old 1974 Mack to drive. He paid for the registration and fuel and insurance and I paid him back weekly. I worked that truck for probably 9 months and even put some cash away. The Mack had a lot of issues being so old and finally she just could not go on the road anymore so if I was to truck I had to go shopping and quick!
I had a job to haul containers of beer from the pier in Boston or trailers from the rail yards in Alston. I poured through books and found a place in CT that sold used trucks. I saw the tractor in the photo above and thought she would be a good enough rig for me to begin again. The man who owned the place was impressed with my knowledge of trucks see he threw questions at me to check, I was a female. I had to prove to him I owed nobody anything after the divorce except my mortgage company and that the home was mine and not the ex-husbands. So he put a paper plate on it and told me to take it up to NH and drive it haul a few loads and show it to my Dad to make sure it would be a good choice for me, and then bring him the decree so he could see what the judge had written.
I went straight to my parents home from CT which was just under 2 hours away and showed them what it looked like and then Dad hopped into the driver’s seat and off we went for a test drive just as I had when I was 18 in a car he brought home for me. He liked it and then we switched seats and I drove. It was the first time I had ever taken my Dad with me in a rig, Mom had been several times but now it was time to show my Dad how over 2 mil. miles had made me into an awesome though fearless driver. He loved the ride! He said it looked like a solid truck for what I was hauling and that I drove it like a professional. I could not be happier. He asked if I needed any money and I told him no you see it was $1,000.00 down and a payment each month for 2 years and she would be mine. That was 1996, late in the year.
I hauled the beer and goods for maybe a year then I got antsy I wanted to haul the heavy loads again. This truck did not have a double frame or a wet system. I traded my Camaro for a Wet System which consisted of a pump and a tank which held Hydraulic fluid and hoses and fittings. This poor truck with her big Cummings Motor was going to set out to do the impossible, just as it owner.
I hooked up with old friends and started hauling Bark Mulch from a place in Maine all the way to Cape Cod and places in between. I loved the work and the places they sent me as so many others would hit everything but the lottery in the customers yards that they started to request the Blonde Girl who was a great driver! Everywhere I went I got smiles and waves from people. See I was an oddity still and we were now in the late 90’s.
Bark Mulch was seasonal so I had to find steady work I had not only a home to pay for but a truck. I hooked up with another friend in the rubbish business and started to haul four loads a day for him 6 days a week. I now had Sunday’s to play with the dogs in the yard while the truck was washed and oiled changed for the next week of work.
I hauled garbage till it just became too expensive to keep tires on it with going in and out of a landfills and hooked up with a Spring Water company. It was now 1998 winter again and this would be my first experience hauling a tanker down off the top of a mountain with snow and ice. I was scared, very scared about stopping at that stop sin at the bottom, why do they do that anyway!
I worked that whole winter of 1998 and then in 1999 the real fun began. I never got sleep I just napped in between loads. I hauled 3 to 4 loads of water, weighing out at 103,000 pounds back and forth to bottling companies, you see the country was getting ready for Y2K, which would happen in the year 2000, when the world would change as we knew it. We hauled thousands of gallons of water, as there were 10 other drivers doing the same thing for the company I worked for. Stock piled water filled these places with fear about what would come of the computers of our world and all the machines run by them.
As we all know we were really fine, doom and gloom never came to be. They would have a slow down in production so it was time for a much-needed vacation!
I parked this rig, tanker attached and locked up safe and sound and headed to FL where else would a girl go who loves the sea. I took 3 dogs as one had passed away and the cat and boyfriend at the time and headed to his Aunts place for a little rest. It was while I was there we decided it was where I wanted to be. Get rid of the house go back home and get my rig and start a new life where things were no so hard on me or the equipment. I could find work anywhere. So we left the dogs and cat there with his Aunt and I was heartbroken as I headed north but I would be back in 2 weeks with everything I wanted to start all over again with.
We made it back as planned I left the house for mortgage company to deal with as they refused to take the ex’s name off and set about finding my own place to call home.
So I spent most days in the beginning when we got down to Florida getting caught up on sleep and sun tanning and playing with my dogs, who were now 10. I finally got the bug to really drive again so I hooked up with a company to haul empty cans to bottling companies along the east coast of Florida, you see I loved the Gulf Coast . My rig was getting a much deserved rest as well, loads were so light I had to keep checking in the review mirrors to make sure I still had the trailer hooked to it. Life was GOOD, it really was the best. I was so very happy, finally, the year was 2000.
Well around August I received mail from the company holding the loan on my home. It seems they didn’t want it either and had given it to me free and clear only stipulation was I had to live in it. I was shocked to say the least. They asked me to go back to the home I loved so much in the woods of NH and lock the doors as I had left it cleaned out and spotless with doors unlocked for potential buyers. Now what go back, start again I didn’t want to. I liked it here in Florida but some of my dogs were buried there, it was home. At this point I was tired of making decisions really on my own as the boyfriend at the time was younger than me and OK with me doing it all. Yes I am now sadly aware that was who I was and nothing to do with him.
I decided I would go home alone with him and the pets but no rig. It was an old truck now, pretty and in great shape but not for another season of hard, nasty weather. I placed a For Sale sign in the back window and within days a man approached me and asked if he could check it out which he did and bought it with CASH. I had lots of money to pay his Aunt’s bills up to date, pay my brother cash I owed him and fuel for the van and enough to live on upon getting back to NH where I would also have to put electric on, fill the propane and hook up TV and internet.
We packed everything back into a U Haul, kissed everyone good-bye.
We were coming home.
I miss that truck and the freedom she gave me out on the roads but you see I finally get that there is more than one chapter in this woman’s life.
Time to LIVE IT!
the beginning and the middle will come with time STAY Tuned
It was a beautiful morning when we woke cold and frosty as you would think NH would be on Thanksgiving morning but roads were clear up through our White Mountains. As we reached the border area of VT where Moore Dam sits the fog stated to rise as the sun warmed the air over the lake so pretty wish I was not on a mission and could have stayed to watch it to completion as it was the most beautiful of days with friends in their kitchen and yard talking and sharing a meal while giving thanks for what we have.
I was thankful for the fact there was NO SNOW there
I will share more photos as the day go on you know me I always take too many and ADD TOO MANY to a post
Home you all had a wonderful time in the States over a nice meal with family and friends
Brrr it was so cold this morning but my other half asked me to wake him by 5:00 AM so he could head over this way. He wanted to metal detect during low tide. I know I should have gone, if for no other reason than to watch the sunrise and get a few photos to share. I was warm and toasty and looking forward to some coffee, which I would have to pass on since there are no public bathrooms open in this area at this time of the year. Silly really when you see the amounts of residents and tourists that walk our shores each and every day. Snow, rain or sleet looks the same as a warm spring day. They flock here by the droves. Rye is loved by dog owners as well as surfers. See both are allowed here.
I see where the Northwest will get snow and rains, CA too. Wy and ID will receive snow, just what they are looking forward to in Jackson Hole as their mountains are getting ready to open up their lifts. We have mountains open for snowboarding and skiing over here in the Northeast as it has been so cold they have been putting down a nice base. They say by Thursday, Thanksgiving, it will be BEAUTIFUL! At our home it will be in the 50’s, though we will share our meals where our pup JT was born, so it may be only in the 40’s there but that is still OK by me, any day I do not have to shovel my way out the door is a Good Day! Texas will enjoy temps in the 80’s oh how I wish I was in the BIG D! I really must get into this winter mindset or I will never leave the house. When JT and I went out to fill the feeders, for our feathered friends, she must have loved the icy frost on the pads of her paws as she ran to her basketball and wanted us to have a game! I was just in slippers and a nice warm robe so you know I said “Latter JT” and headed to the door! We have a huge basket of nice clean as well as warm toys just inside the door for her to play with.
I couldn’t wait to share this beautiful day with each of you, as it is mid November and days such as this one will be far and few between.
I took it last week as we went to walk and metal detect the local beach, this time north of us. We have only 18 miles of coastline in NH and for the most part we do have access to our shore.
We have rocky areas but here and there we have sandy beaches to walk, suntan on, even fly kites.
In this stretch we have an Ice Cream stand, boatyard and a state park or two. It is not built up with lots of businesses or homes though some of the homes along 1A are gorgeous there are still some built very modestly. They are down to earth people who enjoy the shore on a bright warm summer day or in the middle of a nor’easter. We really are hardy souls up this way.
This was November, Veterans Day and it was 70 degrees F. Wow what a gift for those who are not looking forward to many months of cold and snow, me being one of them. I will walk the beach this winter but I will bundle up and not stay out there too long, as JT doesn’t wear boats.
I will always have the camera with me but you knew that. I will try to show you another season of NH life. You have seen all my pretty spring flowers, summer beach scenes and of course the fall color we are known for but winter in NH you will just have to see .
We are here for the FOUR SEASONS after all, me on the other hand wish I headed south with my Hummingbirds.
Let me take you along my favorite stretch of roadway and you will see NH all decked out in her finest!
One section is 32 miles with NO GAS. It’s OK, I promise not to run out.
Look at those COLORS just up ahead.
I want to show you something that makes NH special
We are spoiled by so many of these bridges, throughout our state.
Let’s check out the river, I did tell you before that there is GOLD here.
OK Jump back in let’s check out a few more spots of color.
Let’s keep our eyes open, MOOSE ARE HUGE!
Let’s pull off and check out the lake
Isn’t it Beautiful here?
OK time to grab a coffee and sit by the river. I hope you liked the ride. This year has
been spectacular to say the least and we still have 1/2 the state yet to hit PEAK COLOR.
Thanks again for coming along on and should you ever decide to visit NH at this beautiful time of the year always check the State of NH website for update on where and when the fall color should be at her best. Make sure your camera has fresh batteries.
One of our local Moose on the Loose you have to be very careful when you travel where they live. Hundreds of collisions each year in NH with these HUGE Animals. Not a lot of people survive a crash with a moose of this size as lots of times they come right through the windshield where you are sitting just inside. Travel safely ALWAYS leave your phone off and keep your hands on the wheel it may save your life as well as a wild animals life if you are paying attention.
These were taken at dusk with a camera that was really out matched by the lighting available but you can tell how big they are if you are in a place where they are not seen.
Assorted feathered visitors who stay and have their young, in our backyard.
I think this is a young Coopers Hawk and he swooped in to try to grab a little Juncos or Red Squirrel , what a Naughty Bird, no I know he was hungry but stayed with me for a long time while I took photo after photo of him, while it was snowing out.
Little Juncos thankful it was not lunch!
They all hung out inside my rose bushes, beside me and my camera. That naughty hawk scared them bad enough that I made them feel safe!
Male Cardinal munching on Black Oil Sunflower Seeds
I love that all of these birds like our place enough to call it home. I whistle for these males and in they come for a meal, love being one with nature.
Who doesn’t like Mallards . I can hardly wait till they let me see their babies ,
any day now!
They look pretty happy here, now remember we have a Cool Cat and JT the border Collie.
Baltimore Orioles have such a pretty song they sing. I love mixing up sugar and water for them and the Hummingbirds
Love these tiny, full of life, amazing flyers!
Such cool birds to have all around you in the yard. Saddest part of fall is when they leave for South America.
My CB Handle was Hummingbird, lol and only tattoo is a life-size one.
This is when I wish I had a $10,000.00 camera set-up
So beautiful just sitting and waiting for the feeder to be less busy.
I have the flowers for their beauty but in the end they all go to the BIRDS!
Blue Jays love our day old bread!
We have every variety of woodpecker and they all LOVE SUET! Then again that is what the Black Bear wanted to rip the feeder down for.
Never saw this one before unless it looks different in the winter.
Morning Dove hangs out waiting for their turn too.
I caught this one in mid slip, from a frosty roof , OOPS is my caption . lol
I worried about this Blue Jay, as his head feathers looked horrible .
Well I have taken up so much of your time with the birds who visit our yard, here in NH,USA I will let you go but thanks again for stopping by and letting me know what you think.
Today has been a very interesting day in our yard.
So many different types of birds have come to our feeders.
There are babies to feed.
I need to learn to walk around our home with a camera swinging from my neck
and not a pretty piece of jewelry I just made.
The dog, JT is going nuts in the living room, relentless barking..
I walk around the corner to see if the cat is chasing the dogs squirrel.
No not a small furry grey squirrel but a large Black Bear!
He was slamming himself up against the pole we have an old umbrella attached to. We hang Hummingbird nectar up high as well suet and seed. I guess it was just to tempting for our local Bruin. What was a bear to do with all those yummy offerings, just hanging out of his reach.
The dog barking got him to stop and drop and take off! The cat, our very cool cat was scared to death and ran for cover, she is just now coming with lots of coaxing from me. This the same cat who chills with Wild Turkey. Her yard is changing. I always had 4 dogs. Now with just one, who always travels with us, it seems to have let them become more of our landscape.
This past Christmas Coyotes came calling. They hung around close by,, their calls at night unnerving.. They stayed around and took down a few deer, mated and for now have moved on. Then Raccoon, Fox, Beavers etc. they have all been here. I know I am doing so many things right here for them to stroll through but I also know I should not have feeders out right now, it is just to tempting..
I had just bought food and made more nectar and just made all the birds and squirrels happy. I felt bad there has been so much rain here. The nests are full of young and more eggs that will hatch and need to be fed so many times in the course of a day..
This time just a piece was broken off and suet fell to the ground as well as one Hummingbird feeder. Lesson learned they will come down at night and go back up at 10 AM when I can catch him in the act and shoo him away. That is my plan anyway.. Wish me LUCK, lol
(let me first apologize for photo quality, I shot it through a glass door)
NH, 30 years ago, started a program to bring wild turkeys back into the state.
From my vantage point I say it was a HUGE SUCCESS!
Usually 3 flocks of them are raised here, in our yard alone, with many more who visit each year.
It may be the cracked corn I toss out for them in the dead of winter or just the safety of our yard, which draws in the adults and makes them want to raise their young here. I am so thankful the program was a success. We have many hours each year where we can sit out in the yard and be entertained by them. Turkeys can get nasty and territorial but even with our dog beside us or chasing her Frisbee, and the cat cruising the yard, they scratch the yards soil in search of ticks, bugs and some corn. We have the river on our property and for the last two years it has finally stayed within her banks, so they have water and food and a quiet safe place to just be. I stay here for the same reason,. her beauty and quietness allow me to just be.
March rolled in with 12+ inches of snow, here where we call home. Crazy really for us to be surprised by this, we do live in NH but this has not been a NORMAL winter. We have been so spoiled by grass and warm temps and the birds singing their spring songs.
Our little Juncos have know idea what is going on. So there I am crippled in pain from clearing the yard for us and on go the boots to shovel a spot for them to eat seed, I scatter for them. As I am watching the wildlife scratch the ground, crack the shells for the fruit inside, out of nowhere comes a Hawk, no this time I did not run out to confront him with my camera, lol I just got angry at myself for making these little birds, sitting ducks . From now on seed will be scattered up against the house or in the rose bushes, the bigger bird will think twice before going after one of our brood. I know he has to eat but that is what rodents are for!
JT LOVES the snow! She loves playing with her ball in it and wonders why I don’t want to play with her like I do in summer. Silly girl she is and such a wonderful dog for our family.
See what I mean! She looks at me as if to say Let’s Play. I remind her to play with her ball and to have fun and as she pushes it into the snow, I can’t even see it, as I snap another photo. I am glad she is happy and full of fun. I just wish I had her stamina.
I call her in to warm up, as I wipe her down we close the door till tomorrow, when I hope to wake up and see it was all just a bad dream and it’s really is a beautiful spring day.
For the last two nights, while laying in bed, I hear noises in the wall.
Really? After all the work done on this house, after so many of the outside world living within, I thought they were ALL gone!
Let me tell you a quick little story about living next to a river and close to the forest.
I had a couple over back in 2000(remember it well)we were having munchies and a night of card playing.
I hear a ruckus up in the bedroom/loft area but not wanting to interrupt the fun time, I dismiss it. Then the CAT enters the picture, on the tail of a Flying Squirrel.. Never saw one before, never face to face for sure, but there it is, this brown critter with big eyes, clinging to the beam beside our table, where we are all sitting. I was so embarrassed, the cat was angry and the company is first floored, guess they never saw one before either. My boyfriend Dave(at the time) gets up to get the broom to “get it” yes to kill it! After all it is a RODENT, The male who was playing cards with us that night yells “No don’t kill it!” So he takes over with the squirrel, Dave knocks it down, he catches it in a box and runs outside with it to SET IT FREE. He was successful it was free to once again enter the home and have young.
I was too injured to climb up onto the roof and see how it was that they were coming in but when new roof was put on I knew all too well the path that had been used for years.
Now to this week I hear the noises all too familiar and ask Ron to look for a hole on the river side of the house. Sure enough he locates it, waits a day and a half then climbs a ladder to put METAL over the area with a hole in it. He waited till late afternoon thinking what ever was in the walls would be out hunting well I am here to tell you NO they were not!.
I went upstairs early to watch the rest of my show and I hear animals going nuts in the wall behind the headboard. I bang on the walls hoping to scare them out forgetting there is NO WAY OUT! So I thought.
The cat is pacing, the dog is telling me to get up but I slept through the fact there were 3 wild flying squirrels over my head and running back and forth pooping EVERYWHERE.
It was 3:40 AM when I decided to listen to the dog thinking she had to go out, this was her normal time for waking me but something was different this morning, stuff all over the floor cats howling, so I reach for switch on wall and turn on the light to see these creatures beside my hand looking at ME. Well I ducked and head downstairs I put both animals out and then yelled for the Great White Hunter to wake up and Look UP!
Half asleep he is now on a mission, CO2, pellets, rifle and handgun Oh Lord here we go, With headlamp on and broom to scare them from hiding spots, he gets them moving and pooping I am sure all over the room. He takes aim, 1 down now to get what we thought was the LAST ONE! It was hiding under bed and now it is gone too! I get a bag and dust pan to pick them up and dispense with, filthy rodents!
Now it is 4:45 Ron is sleeping again, HOW CAN HE, lol and I see one come from kitchen fireplace heading toward the stove and spare bedroom. I wake him again and he locates this one fast, up in window, can’t shoot window Eunice will get mad, so he knocks it down and shoots the 3rd one. Cat goes upstairs to sleep Ron curls up on the couch and JT joins him and I sit watch, this time I have the pistol beside my early morning coffee.
Some day I will tell you some of the other wildlife stories from my time here. Years ago in Roxbury where I drove tractor trailers for a living they jokingly called me Ellie May damn them! lol