Wow. I know it's true. The calendar doesn't lie, but crap...it's the last day of August already. August was... Lots of coming and going out the front door of our house. I saw lots of flowers, and birds, and my two daughters. Our oldest arrived here to visit us last night. We'll be spending time… Continue reading Wait…it’s the last day of August already?
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
A visiting raptor
Well...that explains our sudden decrease in the variety of birds visiting the bird feeder. Wow - that's something new - a Hawk chasing the Crows. Post Inspiration - The adventures of having a trail cam. PS - Have you ever seen a hawk chase crows? We sadly know why the hawk is around - he's… Continue reading A visiting raptor
Listening to my ordinary heart
As I walked out the door this morning, to take Copper outside, I noticed the tiny sliver of the moon in the sky. I ran back into the house, grabbed my camera and ran back outside to catch the shot. The SD card wasn't in it, so I had to run back in and grab… Continue reading Listening to my ordinary heart
Grassy thoughts
There are days when I wish Copper was litter box trained. Like the cats. They have it all cushy...never having to go outside to find a perfect spot, they've only got one place to look. They, by the way, can leave motherload dumps for me. Who feeds them anyhow? Even when I dread that stinking… Continue reading Grassy thoughts
Tuesday Tweet – dog allergies to grass
I'm not sure who is going to go batsh*t crazy first - me or Copper. This summer, our grass outside is growing so well, any time spent on it flares up his grass allergies. He's now resorted to hiding from me so he can continue on with excessively licking his paws. He will also start… Continue reading Tuesday Tweet – dog allergies to grass
A trimming kind of weekend
While I listened to the hum of the lawnmower echoing through the window, I stood there dressed like a unicorn in front of the mirror. It was trim time on the homefront. I stared at myself and thought, "Good thing Mr. is busy mowing the lawn. He'd laugh at my haircutting technique. Everyone learns how… Continue reading A trimming kind of weekend