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
Category: Adventures
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
My thoughts on photography composition
For the longest time, I struggled with composition. I guess, in a way, I still do. I've been green with envy of photographers who just get composition. It is easy now for me to grab my camera each moment I think I see something interesting. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't. I was looking… Continue reading My thoughts on photography composition
A pheasant kind of morning
While I was at Kamp Kenwood yesterday, I watched the guests enjoy their pontoon cruises around the lake, etc. It was a wonderful day. I'll tell you more about that later... Back home, Mr. said we had some excitement that I want to share with you instead. Mr. said we had a new arrival to… Continue reading A pheasant kind of morning
Yay, it’s my volunteer day
I'm off to one of my favorite annual events. I'm so excited, it is a fun way to end the summer. I hope it doesn't rain. It's not supposed to. The weather predictions are for a nice cool, 70-ish kind of day. I wrote about my first experience with this event, click here, I hope… Continue reading Yay, it’s my volunteer day
The mystery of fallen Zinnia seeds – a yellow bandit reveals his beak
If you wait for the right moment and pay attention, you can catch bandits in action. Earlier this month, I discovered Zinnia seeds on the leaves of the plant. I thought I was a terrible plant mom. I just knew it had to be a bird that was attacking the flowers. I didn't know which… Continue reading The mystery of fallen Zinnia seeds – a yellow bandit reveals his beak