I rarely see anything other than birds when I’m
in the woods, which is surprising, considering
I’m in the woods every day, so I was very pleased
to find to 2 porcupines in the trees on Sunday
afternoon. I managed to get some pics of both
of them.
Archive for April, 2008
Porcupines
Fence Mud Run 2008
Ah, yes, boys and their toys. Every year in April, a group
of guys gets together for a little fun in the mud in
Fence, WI. Anyone who wants to can run their
truck through the mud, and if someone gets
stuck, someone else will happily pull them out.
Yeah, just a bunch of good ol’ boys rippin’ it up
in a muddy cornfield. This little event attracts
quite a large crowd, too.
My nephew and his mud truck and my husband.
My daughter and my nephew.
After a little trouble-shooting, he was able to get back in the mud.
The First Bloodroots
Camera-Critters Sunday #3
Last week I introduced my dog Axl, so this week I’d like to introduce
my other 2 “furbabies”, Jack and Earl. They are 2 1/2 years old.
Jack is the one on the bottom shelf and his sister Earl is on the top
shelf. And yes, I knew Earl was a girl when I named her, I was just
trying to be funny. They are both big “love-sponges” and are the
2 sweetest cats we’ve ever had, and they get along just great with Axl.
One Single Impression: Flowering
PROMISE
In the silence there is beauty.
Stand beneath the cold, gray sky,
And feel it penetrate your soul
And calm you like nothing else can.
Life is in limbo all around;
Not quite dead, yet not growing either.
Such weariness, waiting for the sun.
Cold winds blow,
Stirring the leaves around my feet.
Snow falls, but doesn’t linger.
Trilliums lay patiently,
Closed and huddled against the earth,
Waiting to bloom.
A single daffodil opens,
The promise of new life.
More Macro
Sky Watch Friday
Ronald Walter Hoffman
This is a picture of my dad when he was a young man. I’m not sure how
old he is here,but he’s 70 now and I think this picture was taken in the
late 50’s.I like this picture for the same reason that I like the picture of my
mom that I posted back in February. It has an air of mysteryabout it.
He looks like he has so much more than fishing on his mind.
My dad is a very intense, ambitious and motivated person.
He’s the hardest working person I’ve ever met. He’s very meticulous
and organized and always does everything to the best of his ability,
and he has always had an outstanding work ethic. He taught
me to always give 110%, always stay busy, always give more than is
expected of you, and always strive to do better because there
is room for improvement.
Of course I rolled my eyes every time he told me these things
when I was in my teens, but his words have served me well over the
years and I have since thanked him for his sage advice, and told
him how much it has helped me. I felt that after all the eye rolling
and attitude he endured, he deserved to get credit for the good
that he’s done.
We haven’t always seen eye to eye, but over the years we have
become good friends. He has always been and will remain a symbol
of strength, wisdom and integrity.
Macro Madness
I have an overwhelming passion for photography,
especially macro photography. There’s nothing I
enjoy more than silently walking through the woods
in search of small little things to photograph.
the kinds of things that are so small and insignificant
that they would normally go unnoticed. Those are the
things that I like to take extremely close-up pictures of.
It’s like looking at the world in a whole new way, and it’s
very calming and relaxing. A great stress-buster.
All day long at work I look forward to my nightly trek
into the woods, and it helps get me through even the
longest, hardest days. It helps me deal with whatever
else may be worrying me as well. I always come back from
the woods with a renewed spirit. Here are a few treasures
from last night walk.
The First Wildflowers
Yesterday, I was pleasantly surprised to find the first
wildflowers growing already. The snow has only been gone
now for 2 full days, so I never expected to see them so soon.
I found about 6 trilliums and 1 hepatica. No bloodroots
yet, though.
This little hepatica just popped up today. It’s not even fully
open yet.