Sunday, November 13, 2016

The Robins are Back

Although they have made themselves known in random sitings on neighbors' lawns and in the old oak, they did not truly arrive until yesterday.

Arrive the way that only Robins know how. Who could not have gone through their day, yesterday, and not have thought, "ah, the robins have returned."?

We exclaim it with delight! 
We celebrate their return! 

With their flight it is as if they clasp with their tiny claws the heavy tarp of summer, uncovering us of it so that autumn's clear, cool air can keep us company for a while.

Enjoy your stay dear robins. May we delight you in turn. We, for our part, will keep our birdbaths full, our soil organic, and there will always be trees for you to alight.

American Robin Fledgling
Flame Robin
Indian Blue Robin

Pekin Robin

Japanese Robin

Friday, November 11, 2016

Monday, September 19, 2016

Dog Days of Summer

Bok Tower Gardens, in honor of Sirius in the night sky, held a day in honor of the canine.

Tom and I already quite in love with the beauty and historical significance of Bok Tower and the surrounding gardens wanted to share the day with Willow.

It was, however, very, very warm. Languishing in the pools of water around the water spickets throughout the
various gardens were perhaps his favorite parts.
This, and laying in the grassy lawn with us under the shady oaks.

As we left, a photographer was set outside asking to take photos of some of the dogs. She said they may be in professional trade publications. Willow sat (and lay down) for a session. She said she'd send us a few of the prints.

We were hit in the rear in an accident on the way home, in the Kissimmee area. Our new Escape. No damage to see on our vehicle, but the young woman's car who had hit us was badly damaged. Her father was coming to get her.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Summer Days By The Pool

There are no words only a musical background of some new groups that accompany us on these hot, lazy afternoons.
Elephant Revival. Wood Brothers. The Head and The Heart. Edward Sharpe  and The Magnetic Zeroes. The Avett Brothers (old stuff). Justin Townes Earl. Dave Rawlings. 

Willow is our first collie to like the water. He's not a swimmer (yet), but he doesn't seem to mind hanging out on his raft or on mine. He loves to play on the water from the hose when we're watering.



Sunday, February 01, 2015

First Hike Since Hip Replacements

It couldn't have been a more beautiful day, weather wise, and company wise, for a hike at Hal Scott Preserve. This was my first trek with Willow.  For therapy after the surgeries I had been walking the mile around Fay Lake with Tom and Willow, but this was a full out "lets go for it." I had hoped to not use a "stick," and started out with a pole for stability, but by the end, I had to use a cane.

We didn't take the full 10+ mile (2 loops) within the reserve so we didn't get to check on the great horned owl that has the giant nest in the pine on the outer loop. I would not have been able to make it around the outer loop, as I was barely able to make it the 4.3 mile first loop that took us to the little creosote bridge that forded the Econolohatchee River and back again.

The river area at the end of the first loop is surrounded by bald cypress. The South was built with cypress wood, so any stands left are so very precious. This is one that is gorgeous; small, but breathtaking. As we entered, the cypress stand the drop of a Wilson tennis ball from the branches of a cypress caught my attention as at the same time a red shouldered hawk took off from the same tree with a loud cry. That yellow egg must not have been worth any more effort to try to bust open! We threw the tennis ball for Willow a bit more as we left the stand and started back through the scrub, but Willow prefers sticks and soon tired of it. Perhaps another rapture will be fooled by its beguiling shape and color.

I was so proud I made the goal. At the end it was twenty-five steps and stop for a moment, stretch forward, then twenty-five steps more. I hadn't taken anything for pain; I hadn't even thought of it before we left. Oh well. I have a next outing planned: Moses Creek Reserve (partial), then drop by Manatanza's Inlet to introduce Willow to the Ocean.  I am so happy to be able to back in nature again.

We got home and the chili was ready in the crockpot for eating while watching Superbowl 2015. Go SeaHawks!!

Friday, November 21, 2014

Willow's Nap in the Sunporch

At only a bit over 7 months old, it is a nice time of day for the cats and I when this ball of energy needs to take a break.

Born April 1, 2014.
Jester Willow Moon.

Monday, March 31, 2014

Jewels in the Trees

This winter visitor is still hanging around.

They usually stay through March and into April before migrating home again. This year I have spotted four or five males around the feeders and baths at one time.

Of course where you find the colorful males,
you find the green hued females.