Sunday, October 16, 2016

My Screen Is OK ~ Madsnapper Fixed It

remotely from Florida. Aren't blogger friends wonderful? She researched it and recommended I just unplug the monitor from the computer. I know to unplug my computer or TV if there are issues. It just didn't occur to me for the monitor. So all is well. Thanks, Sandra, you are so much more than a Madsnapper. 

Outside my house last night. Would you be scared to walk around there? 

Good thing is (if you are me anyway) the weather is finally cooling off a bit and clouds are appearing after a long and very hot, dry, and dusty summer with nothing but blues skies and sunshine. It's in the 30s at night and 60s-70s during the day. Weather I can enjoy and function in. Rain is still missing, but maybe some day soon.

I will see you again next week. Still on a blogger break. Just wanted to let you know my screen is OK. 

Thursday, October 13, 2016

A Newborn Burro Foal ~ Good Fences No. 21

Behind a barbed wire fence a burro foal, born on a stormy December day in 2007, stands up and takes her first steps. I unofficially named her Storm. If she is doing well, she's in West Texas with the rest of the donkeys and burros from the rescue. I love to think of her roaming larger fields than were available here. 

Joining Tex for
Good Fences

P.S. I have a problem with my computer screen which seems to have lost its color and now is a pukey (sp?) greenish yellowish. At first I thought it was my eyes gone weird, but everything else is looking as it always does, so it's probably another Windows 10 glitch. 

Thank you for your comments on the Sunrise post. No need to leave comments here until I get back with you. I think I may take a blogger break until after the 21st. I just don't have time to figure out what may be wrong. If you have an idea, please let me know. Thanks and have a great week ahead. 

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Sierra Sunrise

Samson (who, because of his eye problems and general furriness, does not tolerate the sun) Says: OK, mommy, now that the sun's up, it's time for me to come in the house. Maybe I could get something to snack on? A dog biscuit, perhaps? 

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Good Fences No.20

Not a very good fence, this. It's old and falling down and not keeping anyone in or out. 

The field is not a part of my property, but I drive by it every day on the way to my mail box. 

Joining Tex for
Good Fences

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Notes From The Canyon

Every fall nature honors our town, valleys and canyons with a couple of wonderful events: Turkey vultures by the thousands stop to rest here on the way from their breeding grounds in the north to Central and South America, where they will spend the winter. Mary pointed out a flock, or "kettles" as they are called (who comes up with these names for many birds flying together?) soaring above town the other day. Today I saw some flying over my backyard as I was hanging laundry on the line, wishing, as I always do when things happen, that I had my camera with me. 

And then there is the Rabbit Brush, a rather non-descript looking nuisance for most of the year, that bursts into bloom as fall approaches. I live next to a very large field, which this shrub has more or less taken over, with many spilling over on to my property, where I really don't want them. A few would be OK, but it's a lot of work to keep this shrub at bay without major machinery, like a tractor. But still, every October, I marvel at the beauty of the bright yellow flowers and the multitude of bees and butterflies that come around to enjoy the nectar. I read that beekeepers keep the Rabbit Brush honey for their bees' winter provisions because it doesn't taste as good as honey from other plants. To us humans, I mean; I'm sure the bees like it just fine.

Native Americans used Rabbit Brush for medicinal purposes and teas. Here in the canyon, the shrub provides cover for many birds, from little sparrows to California Quail. Rabbits also take cover under the dense bushes and  hide away their young there. They, however, don't like to eat these shrubs named for them.

One more of nature's wonders, this one grown by man, bursts onto the scene in our mountain town each fall: Apples, a crop grown in abundance around here. Tourists and locals alike visit the orchards to pick their own apples, or buy cider, applesauce and other apple goodies. 

And for me, just the fact that fall has arrived is enough. Every July first, I count 100 days, which takes me to October 8, to when I feel I can begin to come to life again. Growing up in Sweden, a land of lakes with a climate on the cool side, I sometimes wonder what I'm doing here, except, of course I love it for the other nine months. So I put up with the constant sunshine from a clear blue sky, with no rain, hardly any clouds and hot temperatures. At least it isn't humid and that's a good thing. I know, I lived in New Jersey for nine years, phew! 

Other than that, I hope to reschedule my cataract surgery for October. I go for the pre-op visit next Friday. Samson is doing well with the dental chews the vet recommended after his teeth cleaning revealed stage 3 gingivitis. Faith chews them too. Since her mouth is really healthy, she gets the thicker chews, the ones Samson can't handle quite yet, and she demolishes them with relish. She's going to the vet tomorrow for a yearly wellness visit, necessary since she is on incontinence medicine. She's doing well, took off after a jack rabbit the other day, but they are just too quick for her. She's having so much fun though and is definitely the happiest dog I have ever lived with. 

Faith and her shadow.

Thanks for stopping by ~ have a great week!


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