Saturday, January 30, 2010

things that bloom




exotic flowers....all blooing at the same time....must be spring somewhere.




I have always been facinated by sunrise/moonset.
These pictures were taken less than a minute apart
one facing east and one west. -2degrees this am.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Ashes to ash, rust to rust




Out behined the compost/ash dump sits George King's Model T. or what is left of it. We think sometimes of moving it, but stories still circulate that it was his treasure, so we leave it, don't want to disturb the ghosts.

The upper pond's overflow has been running all winter and the January thaw is coming to an end as we expect snow and cold to return.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010




We had one of those dark and stormy night experiences last night. High winds and lots of rain. Most of the snow is gone. I do not know how the chickadees hold on to their branches in 50 mile in a fifty mile an hour wind, but they were there this morning asking for breakfast. Their cheery calls and the sound of the pond water rushing out of the overflow were the only two sounds at 5:00.

Thursday, January 21, 2010


The sun comes over the forest and lights the tree tops of the pines on the hill. At 4:30 the sky was so clear I could see Pluto, Mars, Saturn, Sirius and Procyon. I like to speak their names to them, as I am relearning them. So many people cannot see the stars anymore. They look to the web to see them. It is my responsibililty to say their names out loud to them because I can.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

winter finches and more snow




We put up a new thistle sock....I counted more than 40 finches. And we have a heavy wet persistant snow. Mike came and plowed us out. We have over a foot so far.

animals are such agreeable friends--they ask no questions they pass no critcisms--George Elliot





Cricket, Rainbow and Penny our three resident rescued greyhounds. Cricket was rescued from Oklahoma working as a coyote hunter. Rainbow raced in Arizona, Penny raced for five years. The only time they run now is for the pure joy of it, on the beach and up the hill.

Monday, January 18, 2010


snow this am...no wind and each branch is outlined. It is so quiet here I can hear the snow landing on the trees.