My name is Sadie and I “buried” my dog food under a thick layer of dirt and leaves and forest debris.
(We were camping.)
Any theories about why she might do this?
Dog shaming
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These days
I’d been waiting ever so patiently (not) for that glorious day that felt like Spring for the first time and it finally came on Saturday last. I sat in the sun for a couple hours and finished the latest Barbara Kingsolver book. It’s a good one; I’d recommend it, especially when combined with some overdue sunshine.
I seem to have lost all tolerance for cold weather. Probably that happened around the time that I moved here and threw away most all of my winter clothing in the process.
Spring happens differently here… everything is coming into bloom at once. Daffodils and Redbud and Forsythia and Azalea are all screaming for my attention at the same time. It’s hard to relish any one thing.
In an ongoing effort to keep myself busy, I’m starting volunteer training later this week to be a docent for Trees Atlanta in their Beltline Arboretum program. I’m doing this so that I can lead bird walks on the Beltline for Atlanta Audubon and be able to sound as intelligent about trees and art and the history of Atlanta as I do about birds. We’ll see how that goes.
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I’ve been reading a lot of cooking blogs these days and I think that, more than anything, this attests to just how out of sorts I’m feeling. I hate cooking, remember? I do enjoy reading about it, though, and enjoy the excuse of trying out a new recipe because I saw it on a favorite blog. Anyone have a good cooking blog to share? The blogs I enjoy the most are written by people who seem to approach cooking the way I do… as something like a science experiment. I like reading about their failures and mistakes because it makes me feel less incompetent myself…
Do you like scones? I have a couple recipes that I use often… a favorite is maple walnut scones. I tried dressing them up a couple weeks back with frozen blueberries that were leftover from some we’d picked last summer. I was wholly disappointed with the results… those frozen blueberries had no flavor whatsoever!
It turned out that the frozen blueberries I’d used were actually black beans. Ask me what they were doing in the freezer. Ask me, too, how I didn’t realize they were black beans instead of blueberries.
It’s good to be able to laugh these days.
A bunny, on loan
Maybe some of you that are bunny people heard this story about a nearby bunny hoarder. It ended up that many of the rabbits “rescued” from the hoarder were turned loose in an RV park so campers could “feed and enjoy them” as the above article says.
The local chapter of the House Rabbit Society, thankfully, stepped in to re-rescue as many of the bunnies as possible from the terrible fate that awaited them in the “wild” of the RV park.
The GA House Rabbit Society has put out a desperate call for help with the surviving bunnies… they need donations for the care of the sick and malnourished bunnies they rescued and they’re looking for foster homes.
This is where Lucas (pictured) and I enter the story. I decided to foster him for a while to make space at the shelter for these recently rescued bunnies. He’s a cutie-pie. I can’t let him stay very long or I’ll fall in love.
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Wordless Monday
Sadie going places
I’m a lucky dog… I get to go places!
Sometimes they have to leave me behind in the car because NO DOGS ALLOWED. I don’t feel very lucky, then.
I wait patiently tho and don’t do anything to ruin the upholstery…
Here I am at St. Marks at Thanksgiving… we’ve gone there a lot.
They took me to the mountains at Christmastime, but made me wear this silly-looking coat that someone had bought for me. Imagine people buying gifts for an abandoned old shelter-dog like me!
This day they took me to a weedy field so that Laura could photograph dried-up old wildflowers with her new camera.
I was happy there because the path smelled like horses.
We spend a lot of time going places and then waiting around and looking at birds… here I am at my first Christmas Bird Count.
I am a good bird dog. I am very quiet and patient and never bark or whine or pull on the leash while we wait for birds to show up.
Sometimes we wander around the city and look at street art. I was not overly impressed with this particular installation along the Beltline.
I like the beach… that’s a good thing because we go there the most.
It smells nice.
I am posing on Siesta Key in Florida. Some people think it’s the prettiest beach anywhere.
The sand is very white.
Once they took me to Dahlonega and tried to get me to pose next to this tough-looking dog.
I was embarrassed for myself, feeling like I couldn’t possibly ever measure up to this level of toughness.
They dragged me along with a bunch of teenagers one day to look at the lichens growing on rock…
Boring!
They even dragged me out to the ends of the earth near Fort Pulaski to see a lighthouse, of all things!
I’m a good travellin’ dog… but I like having a place to call home the best.
: )
More little owls
There’s a part of me that wants to just post adorable and artistically composed photos, but that would only tell half the story of these burrowing owls and might leave the reader overly impressed with my bird-finding skills.
: )
The truth is that I had a map and the birds were very easy to find on the city streets and neighborhoods of Cape Coral, Florida.
Known-to-be-active burrows were clearly marked and had a t-shaped perch in place for the owls.
Actually seeing the owls was a challenge, but only until we’d come up with something like a search image in our minds. We drove around this neighborhood near the library a couple times without seeing any, but then once we spotted one owl at the entrance to its burrow, others suddenly became visible.
We found this pair out enjoying the sunshine on a very busy street only because of a man standing on the sidewalk staring intently at them from a couple feet away. He told me he checks in with the pairs that live on his daily walking route. They didn’t seem the least bit bothered, but I snapped just a couple pix and was back in the car.
If you’re in the neighborhood, Cape Coral and its Burrowing Owls are worth a visit. They’re so very tolerant that I found it a little too easy to get overly close… keep that in mind, especially, if you visit during nesting season.
Time
Take time to look into the eyes of a stranger passing you on the street… can you find the real person there for a tiny tick of the heart?
Take time to go wonder shopping…
Look up. What beautiful view is waiting just above your head?
Look down. Who’s reaching up for help to rise above sorrow, hardship, a broken soul?
Look around your neighborhood… see the same old streets as if they’re yellow brick roads with a wizard waiting at the end.
Look around your house… what could you lose and still be you?
Look at your work… when was the last time you fell in love with it?
Look inside… what are the secret unlived lives that you could midwife?
Stop the clock and look around… it’s about time.
(Take time to set your clocks ahead tonight, too.)
Owl steal your heart
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| A fiercely cute Burrowing Owl at Cape Coral, FL! |
Click to enlarge, but beware looking too long into this cutie’s yellow eyes… he’ll steal your heart.
: )
Big white birds
I used to think that heron and egret-like birds were easy, then I moved to the South.
It used to be that all tall white birds were Great Egrets and the short ones, with golden slippers, were Snowy Egrets. Once, very far away in a scope, I saw a white morph Great Blue Heron. That was something of an anomaly.
But in South Florida… all bets are off!
White Ibis are pretty distinctive and easy to see… in small flocks along roadways and even perched on telephone wires (imagine!) like so many Starlings.
I love their crazy blue eyes!
Now the confusion starts…
Immature Little Blue Heron which can be confused with Snowy Egret, but for the feet and bill.
Snowy Egret, showing off his pretty golden foot. Their whole demeanor is somehow different than Little Blues and they’re much more active feeders, too. Except for this one, who was begging shrimp off the dockhand at the place we were staying on Sanibel Island.
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I fell in love with Cattle Egrets on this trip!
I’d seen one a couple times in Cape May, but I’d never really had a good long look at them or had the chance to study their behavior much.
They’re a very stocky bird and I guess habitat is the main clue if you’re confused. These birds have an attitude about them that just makes me chuckle!
The oh-so-familiar Great Egret… tall and stately with yellow bill and black legs. We saw them doing odd things in Florida, like hunting anoles along the roadside…
Another big white bird we saw is the white morph Reddish Egret…
I might also include the American White Pelican and the Wood Stork… both of which we saw on this trip.
Confused yet?
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Any favorites among you?
A picnic indoors
We went for afternoon tea yesterday at Glenridge Hall with some other supporters of Atlanta Audubon… we’d “won” the opportunity to be treated to this special event by bidding in a silent auction at the 40th Anniversary Gala back in October.
Never having been to tea in a multi-million dollar mansion before, I was a little stressed out about what to wear and whether it was proper to eat the finger sandwiches with my hands and so forth, but it turns out that afternoon tea, like Alice Walker says, is really just an indoor picnic.
With fine china, of course.
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We also were treated to a tour of the place, which was a lot of fun. We’re hoping to schedule a couple bird walks on the property this spring, so if you’re in the neighborhood (Jayne!) keep your ears open for more information.