Ok, I admit it, I am besotted with paths, but with this huge cloud formation moving in, I couldn't help another photo. After I left and went home, I was treated to a audio show...thunder thunder thunder off to the east, Morgan Valley direction. Thankfully, there have not been any reports of lightening strike and fire.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Red Poppy...wildflower mix
Stopped me dead in my tracks...two of these were blooming in my test plot of wildflower mix. There were also two California poppies blooming.
Broken Blue Egg
Today I was able to only take a short circuit of the land for a lot of reasons. But it was sad to see that the Osprey nest was still vacant, and then at the end of the loop, I found two little blue eggs on the path. I had also seen one on my walk this morning. Maybe these spring winds are knocking these out of the nest, or perhaps some marauder is pecking them as appeared on at least one of them.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Salsify Puff Ball
How one day can be so much better than another. It was sheer bliss over on the land, even if I had to take plastic bags to pick up and remove yesterdays detritus.
I found my elderberry blooming in dense shade, saw a tiny fawn, and two does widely separated. And I found this! Exquisite.
The one thing I didn't see was an osprey, either on the nest or flying around. The last time I saw one was on Sunday morning, and as it started to land on the nest, a crow or raven took up the chase. Hard to tell from the ground what is going on up there if anything.
I found my elderberry blooming in dense shade, saw a tiny fawn, and two does widely separated. And I found this! Exquisite.
The one thing I didn't see was an osprey, either on the nest or flying around. The last time I saw one was on Sunday morning, and as it started to land on the nest, a crow or raven took up the chase. Hard to tell from the ground what is going on up there if anything.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Buckeye in bloom
While I had my eye peeled for a blooming elderberry today, the only ones I saw were on the other side of Copsey Creek. But on my side, the California Buckeye was in full bloom. Very beautiful and some solace for the appearance of the buckeye when their leaves turn brown in the middle of summer and fall away.
There is something about a path....
This afternoon, Stuart came over for two hours to cut in some more paths, and I realized that there is just something so compelling about paths.
I love to follow deer trails, and so some of the paths that we have been mowing are very close to some of the existing trails, if not right on them.
Poor Stuart, he put in 7.5 hours of weed eating all today today and just couldn't do more on my place. I surely understood. This is a very hard time of year in his line of work.
The unfortunate thing that upset my pleasure in the day and walking the paths as so gross that I didn't even consider photographing it. I probably should have but so disgusting compared to animal scat which I photo graph all the time.
This was at the base of a beautiful Oak tree where Stuart had decided to wait before weedeating. There was a pile of soiled toilet paper and a mound of human feces. Shit! No attempt to bury it, or cover it up, or even secure the toilet paper.
I did that, and tomorrow I will take a bag over and dispose of it. I don't want to make any fisherman upset, but I do think that since it was so close to the water, and the boat ramp, that is was probably a boater, if not a fisherman. Who else was likely to carry around a large amount of toilet paper?
People people people...
I love to follow deer trails, and so some of the paths that we have been mowing are very close to some of the existing trails, if not right on them.
Poor Stuart, he put in 7.5 hours of weed eating all today today and just couldn't do more on my place. I surely understood. This is a very hard time of year in his line of work.
The unfortunate thing that upset my pleasure in the day and walking the paths as so gross that I didn't even consider photographing it. I probably should have but so disgusting compared to animal scat which I photo graph all the time.
This was at the base of a beautiful Oak tree where Stuart had decided to wait before weedeating. There was a pile of soiled toilet paper and a mound of human feces. Shit! No attempt to bury it, or cover it up, or even secure the toilet paper.
I did that, and tomorrow I will take a bag over and dispose of it. I don't want to make any fisherman upset, but I do think that since it was so close to the water, and the boat ramp, that is was probably a boater, if not a fisherman. Who else was likely to carry around a large amount of toilet paper?
People people people...
Thursday, May 28, 2009
7:00 AM On the Job!
This morning I met Stuart at 7 am so he could start weedeating a few paths and areas he couldn't get with the tractor.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw that there was very little evidence of the early mowing we did with the tractor., But as it turned out, the mowing was pretty easy, he said...the easiest he will probably get to do this year.,
But then he doesn't know yet what else I have in store for him over here. He used up six tanks of fuel and finished around 2, with very few breaks. An awesome worker.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw that there was very little evidence of the early mowing we did with the tractor., But as it turned out, the mowing was pretty easy, he said...the easiest he will probably get to do this year.,
But then he doesn't know yet what else I have in store for him over here. He used up six tanks of fuel and finished around 2, with very few breaks. An awesome worker.
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