Ospreys in Flight

Ospreys are a species of the hawk family. They can be found around lakes, ponds and rivers.

Credit For Photos and Given Permission to Use. Day Shooting Osprey’s In Flight/Martinfisherphoto ~ member of UHH ~ Ugly Hedge Hog


Your Riskiest Adventure

While driving along the other day I was viewing some beautiful trees along the side of the road. While reflecting, I couldn’t help but think of the days of “tree climbing”.
Risky? Yes to me back then and believe me, at the time I thought the tree was a Giant Sequoia tree! Surely I made my way to the top in search of a branch here and a branch there. Strong ones I always hoped. Once I got to the top, I enjoyed the view and then it occurred to me, I must get down! Gulp. That was the risky part and then once near the bottom of this tree, I needed to jump to ground zero. Thankfully, no grizzly at ground zero. No cell phones back then and no GPS’s. Plus, I wasn’t suppose to be climbing trees! So they said. 

Have any of you had risky adventures while growing up? Did you tell the folks? What was the scariest adventure you experience? 

A New Day in September!

How does that saying go? Today is the first day of the rest of my life? How many of us awake and are thankful for just awaking?

This morning that happened to me. I realized the summer is nearly finished and we will be heading into a new season.

The internal clock awakes stretching and yawning
To a new morn.
What will the day bring?
Crisis? Joy? A new birth?

Let us go forth on Mother Earth
Walk gently and graciously
Over late summer grasses
As the leaves prepare to sleep and undress the trees

indexSeptember it is!
Welcome with open arms
Embrace the day
Be the director in your own Broadway play! penguin


Better than a bar stool!

This is just going to be a fun post. Nothing serious, political or profound. Just sharing a happening.

Its cold in Wisconsin, still.  Its the middle of May as some of you look at your calendars. I was asked to come to a bonfire (bun or bon?) last nite and like most I looked at the calendar then my coats! Put on a warm coat, leashed up the dog and headed for the bonfire which was just around the corner. I only knew one person in the beginning of the evening but as time went on, I knew all eight of them. Now don’t ask me their names today, but I know there faces.

Here we are huddled up to this outdoor fireplace not just in coats but in gobs of blankets! Funny thing, we didn’t see our breaths with it being cold. Thank goodness. We did a lot of sharing and just some good healthy laughing with hot drinks, a lot of coffee.

I had to share a story about my bumble bee “Frank” that I saved throughout the week. Yes, saved. You all read it right. Early in the morning one day last week, I was tramping down to the basement to the laundry basket looking for lets say socks. I didn’t have my coffee yet, so I was only navigating with one eye open without my glasses. I get to the bottom of the stairs and lo and behold, I see what I thought at the time a tarantula crawling on the floor! I crept forward-looking, looking, looking and NOT a tarantula, but a black and yellow bubble bee the size of a quarter. Yikes!

My dog was at the top of the stares debating to come down and I said frantically, “NO don’t!” We have a serious situation down here!!!!!!! Of course, she looked at me like I was delusional. Knowing that the bee population is diminishing, I wanted to yes, save him from being crushed with my Mickey Mouse bedroom slipper and full weight.

After reviewing the situation, I grabbed a towel and wrapped him in it and went upstairs to the back yard to release him. I opened the towel, and to my surprise he was gone! Gulp! Ok, wait a minute. Lets go back down stairs and see if Frank escaped the towel. Yup, sure enough, he was on the floor again trying desperately to escape. I tried again, picked him up and wrapped him like a Christmas gift this time and took Frank outside. I placed the towel on the fence and the wings started flapping and buzzing. In no time, he experienced his freedom!

I’m sure the queen bee will be wondering where he has been all this time! Out cavorting. My hope is, she will be very grateful for his return. So its onward and upward with pollination and I’m hoping to see a jar of honey  free on my front porch! No worries, I’m NOT delusional, nor am I going to wait for it, but it would be nice for some gratification from the queen! images2

The night was better than a bar stool!

Just thoughts of the day….

Ol man winter hasn’t left yet, I see. Had the broom out the other day, so now I guess I can put that away and bring back the shovel. Another grey and cold day in the northern states of USA. Denver gets socked with another winter storm and its headed our way. So much for the beach and the Copper Tone.

How many of us really believe in this global warming phenomenon? What I do know is, I’m sure learning about my ward robe with the forever putting on sweatshirts to tank tops to tee shirts. Not really about the tank tops, only because I don’t dare. The flip flops haven’t seen the light of day yet only because there not conducive to an inch of snow due tomorrow. images

First Day of Spring 2016

downloadspringWell its finally here! So we hope. The robins have found their way here to the Midwest and are making their presence known. Every time I see that first robin, I jump for joy. Just seeing the crocuses come up too is so inspiring. 

Upon awaking from our long winters nap, we stretch, yawn and wonder what the summer will bring. The grass is turning green ridding the winter burnt grass. Although, my redneck birdbath, still has ice in it, there is hope. My redneck birdbath, respectfully speaking, is a ceramic base with a flower pot base on top filled with water. The birds are not fussy. 

                Happy Spring everyone! 

                                             Unless you’ve already had it!minimonmonarch