Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
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? TAAA-DAAA....here it is. So what do you think? Pretty special I'd say.
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.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
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 habits....it is just fun to watch them be industrious.
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."
Sometimes trees have to struggle to come back....this one is a survivor for sure and it shares nicely.
Woodpeckers have made good use of this stump.
See? Hiding a broken friend.
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.
Thursday, March 04, 2010
.....with a great smile........
....... just enough attitude.......
......and a football player.
HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TYLER! LOVE YOU! (Yes, Ty, I stole some photos from your Facebook page.)