I thought they’d never surface!
This beautiful black background and template has to go. My medium-sized Flickr photos are cut off center and my archives are too dark to read. Now I’m looking for a wider template (Blogger options stink) and one that will suit my header photo. When I took that Skipper photo last year, I knew it would be good for something. During my spare hour in the evenings, I’ll be trying on new templates for size. Thanks for your comments. I appreciate all of them.
A case of the blahs for a few days had hold of me and on the way home from work yesterday I realized I hadn’t taken a decent photo in a few days. And I sighed. I put my car in park at the end of the driveway to get the mail and heard a Robin, loudly, clearly, and close by. Did someone above hear me whine?
And there she was, just a few feet away, sitting pretty in a Crepe Myrtle treesinging her little heart out and unaffected by my presence. I believe I could have reached out and touched her. Not really.
And that’s not all. My mood lightened throughout the evening.
Wanting to fall to my knees when I saw a Chickadee visit for the first time since early May, I soon became suspicious of my good fortune when a Carolina Wren danced on my back deck rail. Wow. It’s been so long…
Hummingbird activity is slow. But, a little female posed for a nanosecond. For me? Wow.
First Buckeye! Is it a Buckeye?Bella: Chloe, w-w-we have a waccoon!
Chloe: Will you be quiet and let me concentrate?
Every day I watch them doing what they know how to do which isn’t much. They’re on the trail of a raccoon that tipped their water dish on the back deck which put them in a high alert investigative mode. They know something isn’t right, I'll give them that.
Often, I observe them watch the world go by and wonder what they think of it. Uncomplicated lives they lead, spending the day watching Good Morning America and soap operas. When Oprah airs, they are waiting for me to walk through the door at 4pm. Small, innocent souls. Two minuscule specks on earth. Inexperienced. Sheltered. Dependent. And I realize just how insignificant their lives are in this big old world.
I always walk away and breathe deeply, knowing just how significant they truly are. Big. Huge. For us.
Hug your pet today.