Two weeks ago it was warm, the flowering tree buds were swelling and bugs were flying around. Then the temps fell and we got 11" of snow. That melted, temps stayed down. Any little hummers that arrived early must be finding it difficult. After seeing the map, I'm putting my feeders out. Just in case. it looks like they're a week or so ahead of last year
In case you've forgotten, the recipe is 1 part sugar to 4 parts water. I make mine in a pint glass measuring cup by measuring 1/2 c of sugar, then filling the cup to the 16 oz line. Not accurate but easy and close enough.
We are probably to far north to get much snow from this weekend's storm. None the less, I went to the woods to walk this afternoon. There's a special energy in the air before a storm.
Stay warm and enjoy the ride.
I put a camera on a tree about 20 feet from the corner of the house. I have, as many of you know, been involved in a war with the beavers. They are winning. At the same corner of the house was a huge twenty year old lilac. WAS. Not anymore. I didn't know that beavers would a) come that close to the house b) eat lilac. Now, I know. The second thing that is close to the side of the house, is the woodpile. Beavers had been dismantling the part with the freshly sawed birch logs. I'd found several pieces floating in the pond (before it froze) with all the bark eaten. Curious little buggers. I wanted to catch them in the act. HA!
Here's what I got. That ain't no beaver. This is early evening, I was probably on the other side of the wall, at the sink, in front of the window, unable to see out into the dark...
The three lights in the background are reflections off my parked car. Note, that is 6:08 pm. We'd only just come inside. I think. I've always told Chris that the bears are around, not to worry, just make a little noise so they can tell where we are. Yep. I bet they always know where we are.
This was back in November, but I have been so busy, I never checked the camera, until today. Imagine my surprise.
The November woods has pared down. We're nearing the season of bare bones and clear light.
This morning I was shown a wood I hadn't walked before. It was criss crossed with beautiful old stone walls. An overgrown cemetery was just visible. If it hadn't been pointed out to me, I could easily have walked through it. The last burial was in 1896. The headstone was still polished, the only one legible. Most of the stones had fallen, some were never more than standing stone markers. The property owner had refused to have the old burial ground listed, so it remains untended. I wonder how many of these are scattered about, once tended, loved, now forgotten.
Have you ever noticed that just knowing it's Halloween changes things? The way the woods look? feel? how about the night? The usual becomes, well.. unusual. I can tell you things looked a little strange around here today.
How many of these are there??
Are they a 'who' or a 'what'?
huh? (Maybe there are daleks, disguised.)
I've been cleaning up the plants that were summering under the trees to bring in for the winter. Look who was hiding in one of the bromiliads.
Thought you might like to see some of what's blooming' at my house.
Outside, we have buckets of cheerful pansies. Indoors, the garden is glorious! .. and if you could smell the jasmine... heavenly!
this post has been days in the making..
Last Saturday, I thought I'd post this as a "weekending' post. Later, when I hadn't gotten around to it, I figured I'd plug it into a "walk with me wednesday' post. It is neither. Seems like there ought to a day to mark the first bike ride of the spring.
The weather was SO warm and beautiful (and partly overcast), that we decided to throw all of our previous plans out the window, load the bikes onto the back of the van and head to our nearest bike trail.
The Blackstone River Bikeway, part of the RI State Park system, is a nearly 12 mile trail that runs for a time along an old towpath paralleling both a canal and the river. It travels through history, passing by archaeological ruins of several New England milltowns. For an urban trail, there is a remarkable amount of wildlife. I've seen deer, beaver and muskrat, blue heron, ducks and geese. This weekend it was turtles. They were everywhere!
When we crossed the marsh, we stopped to watch the largest fresh water turtle I've ever seen. It had a shell nearly two feet long! While we watched, it caught dinner, a bird!!!! I still can't believe it. I was very happy to be way up high on the boardwalk. That's one bit of water I don't want to wade in.
Sorry, no pictures. I tried. For the longest time we thought it was a submerged tire. Then it swam. I had only the camera in my phone. Though most of the turtles we saw, and at one place we counted 19, were the painted variety, the big ones must have been snappers.
It was an all too short ride, round trip about 12 miles. Still, perfect.