There's rosemary, that's for remembrance.
William Shakespeare: Hamlet, Prince of Denmark

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Dingle, Ireland

Monday, March 15, 2010

Odds and ends all tied up with a pretty bow.....

Remember that painting of Sachi's that her school Principal asked for as a gift so she could frame and hang it in her office? it is.  So what do you think?  Pretty special I'd say. 

Then on the way back from the dump (AKA Colburn Mall for all of the cool stuff people throw away and other people take home...and it's on Colburn-Culver road) Steve spotted this mommy moose and her baby.  If I knew how to zoom in with my phone camera you might be able to tell where they'll have to make it bigger.  I'd bet these are the two that were in our yard.  Moose don't travel far from their home base. 
And of course the Bambis are back snorting and acting nasty as usual.  There were 13 of them fighting over 5 pans of corn last week. 

Frick and Frack in an I love you moment.  They rarely nap together and Violet is so jealous of Petey she has been seen sitting on him and nipping at his face at meal time. 
See the pretty teal leash dangling from Petey's collar?  It is a permanent fixture/bling.  It only comes off at night when he goes into his crate to sleep.  As long as that leash is on him he doesn't potty in the house...don't know how long he will have to wear it...but, he has had two chances so far to have it taken off and he blew it.  The leash thing worked with Goldberry (our Lhasa Apso) but it took two years.  I hope Petey is smarter than Goldie. 
See... pretty bow.

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Can't see the forest for the trees.....


Steve and I went to a presentation about trees last week.  We thought the focus would be on forestry issues, but it was really about city trees.  There were slides of streets in our little hamlet with and without trees and reasons why trees die or are removed. Among those suggested were cars driven up onto and over roots, snow piled in yards over the roots, sidewalk locations, trees that are sacrificed for building and bad trimming.

I left the talk happily realizing I am not the only tree hugger in the county.....not by a long shot. There is a city tree committee that partners with local arborists and tree trimming companies and they are watching the city trees like hawks.

On the way home, Steve and I were discussing the beauty of our property and how lucky we were to "own" such a beautiful forest.  I don't think we own much of anything in the forest. I think the forest has given us a lease for an undetermined time and we can enjoy, love and protect the forest as an added benefit. 

We have a neighbor who really, truly believes her forest is enchanted. I don't think we have faeries here, but our forest does hold wonderful secrets. Sometimes they are quite obvious and other times you have to look really hard and use your imagination.

The turkeys have something here....we are not sure what but we won't disturb it.  They come every day, scratch and dig and then one particular hen sits in the dirt for hours. I haven't looked up turkey is just fun to watch them be industrious.

The squirrels like to sit in here and eat peanuts.  This burned, hollowed out stump was standing for almost nine years.  The little creatures worked and worked at the decayed roots and made it into their own tunnel of love.

The picture angle of this opening is off....but I want to think a bunny lives here....probably more like a gopher or mole.....but I can see Thumper burrowing away to make a living room.
What do we have here?  Why it's deer poop.....looks like berries....don't be fooled.

The deer rub against the trees and scratch their backs and leave little tufts of hair on the ground. I wonder if the squirrels use it for bedding because in a day or two it will have been "recycled."

Our fruit trees are budding.......I think it's too early in the season for them to do this....but they are smarter about budding than I am. 

Sometimes trees have to struggle to come back....this one is a survivor for sure and it shares nicely.

From a distance this stump doesn't look like much....but.....

.......look closely and see what it is housing. Lichen, moss and other little sprouts are everywhere on the top.

Woodpeckers have made good use of this stump. 

Sometimes a tree is so large it is hiding something and has to be seen in sections.

See? Hiding a broken friend.

The forest has made paths for us to walk on. The trees provide shade and let the sun peek through every now and then . The fallen leaves from last autumn will make the earth rich and it gives off the most wonderful scent.  

We disturbed two napping Bambis in this hidden spot.  We had to walk through dense brush to get here. We apologized to the deer for waking them up. 

I think the trees really do talk to God. They report on how we care for them and what's happening in the forest. They have stories to tell; they have history written on their trunks and in their branches. Their leaves whisper and move so I pay attention to the  wonderful gift of this forest.   When I walk the trails I feel the stress from the pox that descended on our house  lift and go away for a while.  My name is rosemary and I am a tree lover.  These two trees below return that love every day.  This is my favorite pine.

This is my favorite Tamarack.  She will be waking up soon.  There is a stump underneath her delicate limbs and I like to sit there and say a prayer of thanks. 

Thursday, March 04, 2010

Zero to.....

....nineteen in the blink of an eye.  Our adorable, lovable Tyler is 19 today.  What? Nineteen?

He was an adorable baby......

.......a sweet kid on the cusp of becoming a man......

.....with a great smile........

....... just enough attitude.......

 ........a snowboarder......

......and a football player.
........and my grandson!!!! HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TYLER!  LOVE YOU! (Yes, Ty, I stole some photos from your Facebook page.)