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Critters Around The Yard

How can you not smile when watching these little stinkers?

How can you not smile when watching these little stinkers?  Yes, they managed to yank the lid off.  Guess that’s one of the reasons the feeder was on clearance!

A young blue jay in the tree outside my bedroom. He was not happy being by himself!

A young blue jay in the tree outside my bedroom. He was not happy being by himself!

Two Clymene moths.  I had never seen moths like this before.  Always something new!

Two Clymene moths. I had never seen moths like this before. Always something new to learn about!

The tiniest stink bug I have ever seen!

The tiniest stink bug I have ever seen!

As the summer comes to a close and the nights become colder, you will sometimes wake up to find that a preying mantis has been hunting around your windows at night.

As the summer comes to a close and the nights become colder, you will sometimes wake up to find that a preying mantis has been hunting around your windows at night.

A young hummingbird coming to the feeder and learning how it works.

A young hummingbird coming to the feeder and learning how it works.

Enjoy your day and take a moment to look  around and appreciate nature!

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Critters in the Yard

I was looking through my Blog Photo Folder shaking my head at all the photos I have collected and not used.  Yeah, I  know.  I haven’t been posting.  So today I’m going to share some of my favorite yard-critter photos.

One of my favorite denizens of the yard.  I am very fortunate to have a thriving community of these bug eaters.  Every spring I look forward to finding baby Preying Mantis's hopping about in my grass and shrubs.

One of my favorite denizens of the yard. I am very fortunate to have a thriving community of these bug eaters. Every spring I look forward to finding baby Preying Mantis’s hopping about in my grass and shrubs.

Here is a baby Blue Jay not yet fully molted.  He's trying to decide if I'm a big bad monster or not.

Here is a baby Blue Jay not yet fully molted. He’s trying to decide if I’m a big bad monster or not.

How do they eat hanging upside down like that?

How do they eat hanging upside down like that?

This could possibly be an adult Ant Lion!

This could possibly be an adult Antlion!

These are two of the crows that spend time in my yard.  We lost one of the adults last year, but three crows came back this spring.  There appeared to be four babies being raised this summer.  NOISY little buggers begging for food.  These are two of the adults in a quiet moment under the tree.

We have a family of crows that spend time in our yard. We lost one of the adults last year, but three crows came back this spring. There appeared to be four babies being raised this summer. NOISY little buggers begging for food. These are two of the adults in a quiet moment under the tree.

Yep, those cute little buggers ripped the lid off the bird feeder.  What was really hilarious was watching them "fight" each other through the plastic.  Eventually they realized they could each have "their" territory without the other one being able to touch them and they settled down to eat side by side.  I am happy to report that we scavenged the hinge from the old feeder (it goes clear across the back) and the lid is now intact once again.

Yep, those cute little buggers ripped the lid off the bird feeder. What was really hilarious was watching them “fight” each other through the plastic. Eventually they realized they could each have “their” territory without the other one being able to touch them and they settled down to eat side by side. I am happy to report that we scavenged the hinge from the old feeder (it goes clear across the back) and the lid is now intact once again.

Ahhh, Bumble Bees!  I love these guys.  I know spring has sprung and the soil is warming when I see the new Queens out and about having dug their way out of the dirt, their winter hibernation over.

Ahhh, Bumble Bees! I love these guys. I know spring has sprung and the soil is warming when I see the new Queens out and about having dug their way out of the ground, their winter hibernation over.

My son grabbed this photo for me one day.  We usually have about 5 pair of American Goldfinches running around.  But they aren't much for sitting still.  They will be molting into their olive green winter clothes soon.

My son grabbed this photo for me one day. (See all the squirrel pee on the lid?) We usually have about 5 pair of American Goldfinches running around. But they aren’t much for sitting still. Soon they will be molting into their olive-green winter clothes.

Please excuse the blurriness.  I was in a hurry to grab a picture before they all flew away or saw me and then flew away!  Oh, and not laugh too loudly either!  Because this was hysterical!  All of the birds you see in this picture are baby Robin's.  Some are fresh from the nest and others are getting their colors, but they are all youngsters. Plus a few that weren't in the frame.  It looked like all the parents just dumped their kids at the "pool" and left.  And those kids yelled and pushed and flapped; all of them wanting their fair share of "pool" time. The bird bath had no water left by the time they were done. :D

Please excuse the blurriness. I was in a hurry to grab a picture before they all flew away or saw me and then flew away! Oh, and not laugh too loudly either! Because this was hysterical! All of the birds you see in this picture are baby Robin’s. Some are fresh from the nest and others are getting their colors, but they are all youngsters. Plus a few that weren’t in the frame. It looked like all the parents just dumped their kids at the “pool” and left. And those kids yelled and pushed and flapped; all of them wanting their fair share of “pool” time. And in an amazingly short amount of time all the water was gone! 😀

YAY!  We have Chipmunks again!  Our elderly neighbors had become crazy cat people.  They and the cats are gone and small critters are coming back.  I saw a rabbit run through the yard the other day, too!

YAY! We have Chipmunks again! Our elderly neighbors had become crazy cat people. They and the cats are gone and small critters are coming back. I saw a rabbit run through the yard the other day, too!

Well, I'm thrilled for the moment.  I'm guessing it won't be too much longer and they'll figure out there are feeders in the tree and then I'll be bitching about all the seed they're stealing!

Well, I’m thrilled for the moment. I’m guessing it won’t be too much longer and they’ll figure out there are feeders in the tree and then I’ll be bitching about all the seed they’re stealing!  Look at those bulging cheeks!

Hope you enjoyed the critter pics!  Night!

Squirrel Invasion

When we moved into this house 22 years ago, there was a birch tree off the corner of our front porch.  After we had lived here awhile I noticed that it handled a lot of bird traffic.  A bird feeder hanging on the edge of the tree would be easily visible through the front window while sitting on the couch.  I figured we could afford one bag of bird seed a month for our viewing pleasure.

I found a small cheap tube feeder and within three days I had birds lined up in the tree waiting for their turn to eat.  Of course, some of them weren’t content with waiting, so we also had some very noisy squabbles.  It was obviously the center of activity.

The following spring I was looking out of the window and saw something peeking over the edge of the roof at the tree.  I curled up and sat very still.  Eventually the tiniest, scrawniest squirrel I ever saw creeped slowly to the edge and then jumped into the tree.  I was somewhat concerned.  The squirrel wasn’t just skinny, it was bony.  And it’s fur was blotchy with naked patches.  Was this squirrel sick?

I watched him eat and his appetite was good.  He was very alert and was quick to seek shelter.  But he looked awful.  Even though I wasn’t real thrilled about feeding squirrels, I decided to leave him be and warned my husband of the possibility of having to murder a squirrel.  A couple of days later his coat had smoothed out somewhat and he was becoming bolder about running the birds off.  Huh.  And then he brought a friend to the tree.  And that squirrel was even smaller and looked as bad as he had.  No danglies were present, so I assumed a ‘she’ squirrel.

Over the next week as the squirrels got plumper and fur grew back, I realized I had a pair of red squirrels.  I then proceeded to read up about them and found out that they were having habitat issues and were declining in some areas.  These, apparently, were starving.  *sigh*  But they were getting comfortable around the house and their antics delighted my young daughter and made me smile as well.  Alright, I decided, I would feed the damn squirrels.  They were small, how much could they eat?

Wee Red Squirrel on new larger feeder.  ($10 on clearance!)

Wee Red Squirrel on new larger feeder. ($10 on clearance!)

A lot.  The little suckers were piglets.  And once they realized they were safe here, they took to running the birds off in a very rude fashion and even had the gall to yell at me when I would come out of the house.  And when the food would run out, which it did every day with the squirrels plus many birds, they began chewing on the feeder.  I would go out and take it down, but shortly it was toast.  So I bought a feeder with metal around the openings.  That lasted awhile.  Till they figured out they could just chew right through the sides.  Grrrrr.

Time to think.  How would I fix this?  I didn’t want to get rid of them even though they were making me crazy.  They had blossomed into proper red squirrels and I loved watching them make our back yard, which has lots of trees, their home.  But they were harassing the birds, which made them twitchy.  And destroying feeders had to stop.  So, separate feeders.

I liked watching birds in the tree outside the kitchen window at breakfast.  I would love some sort of feeder out there.  But the squirrels were happiest in the trees, so it would be their feeder out back instead.  The kitchen window was one story up, so it would have to be put on a pulley.  I then went shopping for a feeder and was pleased to find there was actually a ‘squirrel feeder’.  It was cedar with a clear plastic front that sat clear down on the wood with a small ledge in front of it.  No gap for food to slide out.  It had a lid on hinges.  The squirrels were supposed to sit on the ledge and open the feeder and take out the food.  Peanuts and corn were recommended, but we couldn’t afford all that.  So seed it would be.

We took down the feeder in the front of the house and hung the feeder in the tree.  The squirrels were not impressed.  Much running of the tree and chittering, chasing birds, and yelling at humans ensued.  It took them 5 days to find the feeder in the back.  Another two to quit being afraid of the lid.  Another week and we had another problem.  The squirrels were so small they fit inside the feeder.  And apparently they have no problem with peeing all over their food.  At which point they would begin jumping in and out and in and out and banging the lid each time.  And then they would dig, dig, dig in the seed.  I assumed looking for something edible.  There was a major waste of seed.  So I took the feeder down and pulled the staple above the plastic out and put it below the plastic front making it like a bird feeder with the seed coming out of the bottom.  I had my husband nail on wood strips to make the ledge in front a tray for the seed to sit in.  And then added a simple eye hook to hold the lid down.  Ta Da!  The tray is small enough that if they have to pee, they can just stick their butts over the edge.  Many, mostly pleasurable, years have passed and our population of red squirrels grew.

Three babie from last year.

Three babies from last year.

A couple of years later we realized we had other squirrel denizens feasting at our feeders.

Flying Squirrels.  They are denizens of the night and come to the feeders no sooner than dusk.  Usually after the cardinals, the last birds at my feeders, give up and go to bed.

Flying Squirrels. They are denizens of the night and come to the feeders no sooner than dusk. Usually after the cardinals, the last birds at my feeders, give up and go to bed.  My husband began saying, “The ‘Rockies’ are here.”  And the name stuck.  (For you younger folk, there was a cartoon during our generation called “Rocky and Bullwinkle”.  Rocky being a Flying Squirrel.

(Trying to get a decent picture of these guys was impossible. There were 4 of them vying for feeding rights and it was all grab and run. I took over 30 pictures, most of them empty. No squirrel. By the time I pushed the button, they were gone. -damn camera-  I started pushing the button as soon as I saw movement. This picture was the best I could do.)

For all these years, these were the only two squirrels I had to deal with.  occasionally, a grey squirrel would wander in and we would chase it off and it would stay gone for that year.  Not anymore.  Last July/August a mother with two young showed up and nothing we did would keep her gone for long.  Later, of course, the youngsters would come in on their own.  We don’t want them, but we don’t want to kill them either.   But grey squirrels have been known to run the red squirrels out of their territories.

One of the youngsters.

One of the youngsters. (Grey Squirrel)

When Saver of Bugs was home for spring break, another much larger squirrel showed up. We discussed the possibility of a Red Squirrel/Grey Squirrel hybrid.  They do occasionally cross-breed.  But it just didn’t look quite right to me.  So I went looking and it turns out we now have a fourth type of squirrel.  Meet the Fox Squirrel.

These suckers are huge.  And brassy.  This squirrel upon noticing me in the window taking pictures, challenged me.  (Hey!  Where's the air soft rifle?)

These suckers are huge. And brassy. This squirrel, upon noticing me in the window taking pictures, challenged me. (I wonder where my son put the air soft rifle?)

And then there were two.  Can you see the second one waiting out in the trees?

And then there were two. Can you see the second one waiting out in the trees?

We’ve hit these guys with soft BB’s and air soft pellets trying to scare them out of the yard. They keep coming back.  After having such a wonderful time watching the population of red squirrels growing and expanding, I now worry that they will be driven off and/or cease to be.  They are still coming to the feeder, but not in as many numbers, nor are they as vocal.  I worry for them.

I also wonder what has happened around here that has brought (or driven?) these squirrels so suddenly into our yard after all these years.   I do hope a balance can be reached.  I would hate to see the little red squirrels disappear.

Yarn, Cider, And Bed Clothes On The Line

Random Thoughts

Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending. — Carl Bard

I think what I like about this challenge to refocus your outlook is the goal of reworking the ending.

Life At Our House

Saturday was a rare sunny day with a brisk breeze.  I decided to take advantage of it by washing all the clothes my bed wears and hanging them outside on the line. It may be the last time I get to do this before spring.  I did have to do battle with all the falling leaves and baby spiders that wanted to hitchhike into the house.  But it was worth it.  Ahhhhh, that wonderful sundried smell!

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I have sinus issues so tissue boxes are part of the household decor.  And so many of them are just butt ugly.  I was looking at the boxes and trying to figure out a way to cover them up and then the light bulb went off.  YARN!  So I found some free patterns and used a gift card I had for JoAnn’s and bought some yarn.  Here is the result:

I am disappointed the colors are not as bright in the livingroom where I keep this.

I am disappointed the colors are not as bright in the livingroom where I keep this.

With the rest of the yarn I made another bag for my Tarot cards.

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We had our first batch of Hot Sweet Cider tonight.  Yummmmm….

Yeah.  We had already scarfed half of this by the time I took this picture.

Yeah. We had already scarfed half of this by the time I took this picture.

Hey, Saver!  The recipe for this is already on the blog.  Go down to categories and click on Cider!

Out In The Yard

Once or twice a year we get a grey squirrel trespassing in our yard.  Usually just running out and yelling at them as soon as we see them will chase them off for another year.  We’re willing to share some bird food with the red squirrels, but not the greys.  The reds have been having trouble around here and the greys will run them off.  So when this guy came calling for the second day in a row, the Husband went out with the BB gun to scare it off.  No, he didn’t kill it or wound it.  Scare only.

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I also got to watch doves splashing around in the bird bath a couple of days ago.

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This is our header for today.  Rudebeckia or Black-Eyed Susan.  I scored these for $1 a piece from Lowe’s clearance rack.  They were beat up and broken a bit from a storm but bounced back nicely.

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Not A Mug

This is one of my fall candle holders.  It's terra cotta with leaf cutouts.

This is one of my fall candle holders. It’s terra-cotta with leaf cutouts.  Or perhaps wheat.

Soooooo, now it’s 12:15 pm.   Grrrrrr.  First my pics wouldn’t transfer into Media.  Then they would show in the draft but not in Media.  Then when I posted this the first time, it ate pictures AND text.  *Sigh*  I wonder what will happen this time?  Please post…

Here We Go Again and I Want To Run Again

Random Thoughts

Start early, get everything in the blog, go to bed at a reasonable hour.  Uh huh.  It’s 11:16 pm.  Sigh.  I could blame the thunder storms that surprised us, but they were gone by dinner time.  I have got to get my shit together.  But there are a couple of things I wanted to get up today.  (Here you go, Saver of Bugs.  My finish time for this blog was 1:30 am)

Life At Our House

Okay, Saver of Bugs, here is the bag on wheels I told you about.  I put the little green bag on top so you could see what size it is folded up.  Let me know if this is to be shipped to you.  (I swear I’ll get some recipes up tomorrow.)

Fur Babies and Other Friends

Isn’t he cute when he’s waking up?  I turned on the light and he stayed put long enough for me to go get my camera.  I think it’s hilarious that he goes to bed whenever I turn the light out; even though there is a 15 watt light still on in the room to give everyone a twilight.

Here’s a momma squirrel who didn’t want to share with her baby.  Look up in the right hand corner of the picture.

Out in the Yard

Our header today is an Amaryllis that I found in the garage.  It survived the winter in there!

Movement

 So if you’ve been following along you know how much “not fun” I had when I moved my daughter into her new room.  However, I survived the ordeal and fully expected to wind up laid up for a long time.  But here it’s been a weekish and I’m fine.  Even the small tear I had in my biceps has gone quiet.  The only thing that is still complaining is, of course, my back.  However, I did slip on the bank down back with a load of wet laundry in my arms.  And while I didn’t fall, I did wrench things a bit.

We spent some time trying to figure out what is different this year.  I really haven’t done anything different except to make sure I get sleep.  Even if it means totally losing a day.  This is also the first year in 15 years that I have not gotten bronchitis and May marked a year without any sinus infections.  Usually I spend 3 to 6 months every year fighting and recovering from these two illnesses.  Sometimes I have both at the same time.  I think our unusually mild winter helped.  Whatever the reason, this sudden burst of good health has me all excited.  I would love to be able to run again.

I found my old, old running folder a bit back while looking for something I had put in the pit of ‘somewhere safe’.  I went and got it out and started pawing through it.  Wow.  Lots of stuff.  And I know there is more somewhere in this house ‘somewhere safe’.  Here’s a view of the mess that needs to be organized and I seriously need a new folder.

Do you see the woman on the right?  At the time of that article (2003, I think), Helen Klein was 80 years old and running ultra-marathons.  She did not start running until she was 55 years old.  I  admire her.  I would love for that to me some day.  I googled her and she was still running as of 2008 and I didn’t see anything that said she has died since then.  When I get some time, I’m going to do some more searches.  I would love to find out where she is right now and if she’s still running.

I dug through a drawer and found my safety vest for night running and my old wallet watch.  The battery is dead, but I will replace it.  I can’t wear battery watches as a rule.  I kill the battery dead in about 2 weeks of constant wearing.  However, I think the padding between me and the watch plus the stuff I put in the wallet section helps keep me from zapping the battery dead.  Here’s a picture of them followed by a picture of my favorite running shoes.

I started running in the Saucony Jazz back in the 80’s and have been in some version of it ever since.  These are the Original Jazz from the 80’s, retro if you will, and they only cost $55.  Awesome.

Today I saw the clock ticking away and decided to just throw my shoes on and go for a 20 minute walk before I procrastinated my way out of daylight.  As I was putting my shoes on I decided to see if I could touch my toes.  Ugh.  Nope.  So I guess one of the first charts to put together will be for stretching.  And out the door I went.

It was beautiful out if a bit windy.  But I got to watch some crows playing in the wind.  One in particular liked to shoot straight up and then spread his wings as far as they would go and let the wind flip him over.  He would then swoop and spin through the same batch of trees like a ski racer on a slalom course.  Over and over again as fast as he could.  It was so much fun to watch.

I re-learned a few things on my walk.

  • Even small boobies need support.  Definitely need to rummage around and find my sports bras (and running shorts).
  • Gotta find a hat I can live with.  The sun was killing my eyes and I can’t run with glasses on my face.  Visors are out.  They land on my nose.  I used to have this really, really light hat that was barely there, but I have no idea what happened to it.  Sigh.
  • Keep your head and eyes up!  That way you’ll have plenty of time to scramble for safety when some dumb asshole looking and leaning down to the right between the front seats steers right on a left hand bend.  (We don’t have sidewalks where I live.)

Twenty-one minutes later I was back.  That is not good.  Went out too fast.  I jumped in the car to see where I was in mileage.  Curiosity got the cat and all.  Yikes!!!  1.2 miles!  That meant I did a mile in 17.5 minutes my first time out.  I don’t know yet if I should be thrilled or not.  I’ll let you know how much trouble I have getting out of bed tomorrow.  I did have some complaining parts while I was out.  My hips weren’t happy, muscularly, but no joint complaints.  I slipped off a loose section of the pavement and had my right knee bend left.  It has grumbled a wee bit.  But so far nothing that is totally pissed.

My recovery wasn’t real good.  My start out heart rate was 84.  I was slightly jacked about going out.  My finishing heart rate was 162.  It would have been better around 140 or 150.  After 10 minutes post workout it was 102 – okay.  But at 30 minutes post workout I was still up at 96.  It should have been normal by then.  Which is a sign of overtraining for present condition.  So I can’t push any more than what I did today.   However, I’m still thrilled.  It felt so good to go out there and do this.  That crazy moving day with my daughter was good for my mind.  From George Sheehan:

“For every runner who tours the world running marathons, there are thousands who run to hear the leaves and listen to the rain, and look to the day when it is suddenly as easy as a bird in flight.”

Mug of the Day

Half A Post, Wonky Internet, Very Late Night (Silly Me), Cute Critters

Random Thoughts

I have been wanting to get something up for several days but the weather has not been cooperating.  High winds, torrential rains, Tornado Warnings!  Our internet does not react well to inclement weather.  It blinks off and on or gets slower than mud, or just goes out all together.  I’ve had enough internet to keep up with my bike races and other people’s blogs, thankfully.  (Hey, some people read the newspaper with breakfast.  I like the internet.)    But I wasn’t willing to fight trying to put up a blog.  This morning I said, “I’m going to get a blog up early today.”  Uh huh, right.  It’s currently 10:40 pm.  Sigh.  And not only is it late, I’m also tired.   I was a bad, bad, girl last night.  Look what I bought really cheap with my birthday money; they came in the mail yesterday:

Guess what I did last night into the wee hours of the morning?  (One down, one to go.)

I’m also apparently trying to get a urinary tract infection.  This is Bad.  I tend to morph very quickly into bladder infections but I have to wait till Monday to get ahold of the doctor.  So I started the Echinacea and went to the store to get the dreaded Cranberry Juice.  I hate this stuff.  I love dried cranberries in muffins and such, but juice?  Poison in a bottle.  I hold my breath and chug it and then need something to take the taste out.  In this case, I said the heck with the cost and bought Krispy Kreme donuts in a box.   Yeah, not the same as fresh, but the nearest Krispy Kreme closed a couple of years ago.  So I nuke them and pretend.  I’m on donut number two.  The juice left a really bad taste.  🙂

Life At Our House

Spider Bait is on his last Band Trip.  I feel kinda sad for him.  There will be a lot of ‘lasts’ this next year.  Hopefully, he will be excited about moving forward to college.

Fur Babies and Other Friends

I usually feed meal worms to my lizards.  I raise my own.  Occasionally I go buy crickets because I don’t raise them anymore.  Here they are drinking and stuffing themselves with good food.

I wanted to show you my lizard hunting his food, but I haven’t handled him in a couple of days, so he is skittish again and wouldn’t eat with me standing there.  So I left him alone in his feeding tub and later I got this picture of him basking with a full tummy.

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The baby squirrels are out and about  now.  Here are three babies, sans mother, trying to ‘share’ the feeder.

There are still 3 in there

Out In The Yard 

Our header today is Yarrow.  Catching the bee in the picture was a bonus.

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Here is another of my birthday plant purchases.  Look up in the left hand corner about an inch in.  Can you see what looks like a wee grasshopper leg?  (Okay, you’ll have to click on the picture to make it bigger.)

 Here is a close up of our little friend.  He is about as long as a penny is wide.

 

Isn’t he just adorable?  I love Preying Mantis’s.  We get lots of them around here and I love to watch them moving through the plants.

Mugs

Please feel free to substitute your belief systems here.

Tomorrow I’m doing this early, right!? 

Taking Time Back

Random Thoughts

A few years ago I was blissfully ignorant of blogs and sports sites.  Then one day I found out I could read about bike races on the internet!  Yes!  No more gleaning American newspapers and newscasts for their woefully thin coverage of bike racing.  And then one year I found out that for $29.95 I could watch LIVE coverage of the Tour de France on the internet!  I did a snoopy dance and whipped out my credit card.  I began following racing online.  I began following bike racers on Twitter.  Every night and sometimes in the day I would be glued to the screen.

And then one day I was looking up an author to see when the next book came out.  And something about her blog title caught my eye that day and I shrugged and clicked to see what was what.  OMG.  It wasn’t just the post that amazed me, it was the community of people talking on the site.  It was wonderful.  From there I found more wonderful places to be.  And then one day I got really brave and actually posted a comment!  For me, the technologically challenged, that was a big day!  But it was also addicting.  And part of my problem was the need to ‘Know More’ that would send me into the archives.  More and more time was spent cruising the interwebs.  Into the wee hours of the morning.  Again as soon as I got up.  I was losing time out of my day and night.  My neck was bothering me more than usual and my lower back was screaming ‘Enough!

This was interfering with ‘life’.  So I had to make some cuts and set some limits.  It took longer than I thought it would and was a lot harder than I thought it would be.  What if I missed something good?  But what about the sleep schedule I don’t have?  What about the million and one things that I want to do or need done?  What about them?  It was hard, is hard.  But I’m down to just one bike racing site and 7 twitters.  The blogs I look at everyday (just 4) are the ones where I got started or I’m supposed to be at for some reason.  If I get through them quickly (breakfast is blog time), then I allow myself a quick peek at some of the others.  But no more additions for now.   I’m happy to say there is more time in my day (I’ve got time to do this blog, for instance) but I’m still having trouble with that midnight bedtime even though the blog hopping is over.  But at some point I’m going to kick that in the butt too.

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I was out collecting more yard pictures and the sun was shining and the wind was blowing and I had this insane urge to just walk into the woods and not look back.  It was so lovely out.  So this quote jumped out at me:

“I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.  — L.M. Montgomery

Life At Our House

It’s a little weird around here.  For the first time in years, heck maybe ever, we have an actual full Easter break from school.  Our school system usually tacks on days to the Easter weekend, not so much for an Easter break , but for snow day make-ups.  Only we didn’t get that much snow.  And they didn’t take any days for something else.  In fact, the Spring Band Concert got shoved to another week because it was scheduled for one of the break days that no one thought we’d get.  So we get a Thurs. to Tues. school break.  Weird.

Fur Babies and Other Friends 

Squirrels are very much in our life right now.  Gotta love spring!  So here’s a couple of pics from out kitchen window.  It was harder than I thought.  The little suckers don’t sit still for long, even when they’re eating.

Out in the Yard 

Todays picture is of wild violets.  They are all over our yard.  I really should try to grab some to press in a book.

And so to finish, here is my mug for tomorrow: