catching up

What a chaotic few weeks it has been!

On our California trip my husband and I caught a flu/virus which lingered for weeks and now seems to have damaged my husband's heart putting it into an abnormal rhythm. He has had to be careful with  activity and suddenly I am overwhelmed with worry, chores and responsibility.

Life can change quickly.

I walked a bit this morning and took a few cell phone photos.

along the way

As we travel this familiar highway I am amazed by how busy this once empty desert is becoming. There are miles of dairies. How is that feasible in the desert? Water has to pumped up from deep wells that are draining the aquifers far below the surface.

Wind turbines are springing up like mushrooms and great expanses of solar panels stretch as far as the eye can see.

Lots of sun energy to be collected here, but at great cost to the natural world. I do wish they would include them instead into roofs and highways that already cover so much space on planet earth.

road trip

It was time for a trip to see the California grand daughter. So we drove across the country enjoying scenery and anticipating the visit. The return was not so pleasant though because we caught a virus type flu somewhere and were so sick that we scarcely remember the trip home.

We are still not clear of it yet.

things that go bump in the night

Some mornings I find entire rose gardens eaten to the ground, lawns overturned as if plowed, and bird feeders destroyed. Usually I can figure out the culprits, but now I have evidence😉

A new game camera has been busy taking "selfies" of the visitors.

The most worriesome for me is the monster feral hog that probably represents only a hint of the huge numbers multiplying in

the countryside.

Last summer we caught 5 that had torn up the yard.

The buck, too, is only one of many deer that come across here each night.

There are also photos of raccoons, opossums, armadillos, and rabbits.

It's very busy "out there" at night.

 

skywriting

On a recent sunny day I was treated to my own private sky show. A neat little stunt plane appeared right before me and began to roll and dive. After a few stunts he turned on the smoke and repeated the show. Well, it didn't seem to spell anything, but the show was still a treat!

bobcat

A few days ago I discovered this large track beside the road where I walk . I was was pretty certain it was made by a bobcat because of its shape and lack of nail prints.

This morning while drinking my coffee I looked up to see a large animal running behind my house. It came very near the back porch, stopped and sat for a moment---long enough for one photo through the glass of the back door.

He's a beauty--a stout fellow!

a report from the garden

I took a machete to the rose bushes today, chopping off new growth that popped out after the last freeze. It certainly didn't seem right, but I was told they would do so much better with a big cut back. Later I will fertilize and supplement as weather warms. I almost mowed all of them down last summer when it all got of hand in the heat and rain. I'm going to start again and try to keep up with it this year.

The sweet peas which I planted in pots this year look good, and I am hopeful about having at least one fragrant bouquet. They were a big favorite of my mom and grandmother, but mice and rabbits eat mine as fast as they grow when they are in the ground.

The pansies and violas a are making a comeback after the big freeze--planted in pots, too, because of the rodents.

sun dog

a cool morning after some rainy mild days

a sun dog formed in the icy crystals of a contrail

looking north

After several days of fiercely cold temps we have retuned to mild temperatures in the 70's.

The sun came out for a while and colored  the tan landscape.

Two white crowned sparrows, winter visitors, sang from the tree top near the deck and hooded mergansers swam in the pond.

I used the mild weather to cut back frozen perennials and plant sweet pea seeds.

baby, it’s cold outside!

3 days of this kind of weather after weeks of balmy 80's

elegant stinkhorns

The coral horns showed up distinctly across the winter brown and sparse grass on the gray overcast day. The smell identified it before I got close enough for the photo. Argh! A stink horn-- one of many species of fungi that have shown up in the few rainy days.

Copied from Wikipedia:

"Mutinus elegans, commonly known as the elegant stinkhorn, the dog stinkhorn, the headless stinkhorn, or the devil's dipstick, is a species of fungus in the Phallaceae family. A saprobic species, it is typically found growing on the ground singly or in small groups on woody debris or leaf litter, during summer and autumn in Japan, Europe, and eastern North America. The fruit body begins its development in an "egg" form, resembling somewhat a puffball partially submerged in the ground. As the fungus matures, a slender orange to pink colored stalk emerges that tapers evenly to a pointed tip. The stalk is covered with a foul-smelling slimy green spore mass on the upper third of its length. Flies and other insects feed upon the slime which contains the spores, assisting in their dispersal. Due to their repellent odor, mature specimens are not generally considered edible, although there are reports of the immature "eggs" being consumed. In the laboratory, Mutinus elegans has been shown to inhibit the growth of several microorganisms that can be pathogenic to humans."

farewell golden hickories

paradise lost

This monstrosity sprang up on the neighbor's property to the south of us---a saw or chipping mill-- logs are brought in and ground into shavings. It runs constantly with a loud whining noise like a super dentist's drill piercing my consciousness whenever I am outdoors, drowning out bird calls and anything natural. The debris is burned in an eternal fire filling the air with choking smoke.

To my east another neighbor has a firing range/hunting lodge where the sound of gunfire echoes day and sometimes until 10 at night.

Usually the prey are animals released from traps and often wind up here wounded and struggling.

So much is changing in my peaceful hideaway.

still trying

The yellow leaves of a crepe myrtle tree discarded long ago still push up bravely through a debris pile. It was growing in our yard years before we moved here, and was moved twice before it was finally banished to this no where land at the bottom of the hill. While photographing the hickories I noticed its out of place color and felt a twinge of regret. Such a hearty soul.

a most peculiar thing

The Walmart parking lot----filled with people, cars and activity.

And this bold crow strutted across the roof of a truck while shouting a caw to the whole scene. I stopped and talked  for a while, but it worried him not.

A most peculiar thing.....

glowing hickories

Hickories in our woods yesterday--a dark and unseasonably warm day. All that changed a few hours ago as temperatures plummeted with rain and wind. 

white by the gate

Camellia "white by the gate"

Perfect even after the freeze and wind

winter roses

Autumn has been mild and pleasant so far, but a freeze is predicted for tomorrow.

So I picked these 3 roses to rescue from the biting wind and killing cold. Like a new mother I can't stop taking photos and admiring their form and color. 

It will be months before they bloom again.

End.....and a false start

As the last persimmon clings to highest branch on the tree ..... the apple tree sends forth abortive spring blossoms.

No killing frost yet, a 2 month drought, and record breaking heat have the plant world confused.

sweet olive overload

The almond/apricot scent of sweet olive hangs heavy in the autumn air. My grandson played with the water sprinkler one afternoon, and the grateful  shrub, thirsty in our current drought, gulped it up and thanked us in flowers.

When I turned on the porch light to check the outdoors before going to bed, I was thrilled to see them like snow flakes on the tree.

a pretty "poison"

At least it was for the tree.......

These stunning honey colored mushrooms grew in clusters through my yard a few weeks ago.

I took photos and admired the form and symmetry. It turns out the fungus was the  reason for the death of the tree near the mushrooms.

http://www.lsuagcenter.com/profiles/rbogren/articles/page1479764911631

moon rings

It was overcast during the "supermoon". So I had to settle for frosty moon rings.

summer warrior

battered by the north wind

chilled out of the sky

trees and vistas

The tallest tree in the first photo is a sycamore I planted 30 years ago.

It came in a packet of bare rooted native seedling trees from our state forestry service. It was probably a foot tall then. It

amazes me how much it's grown!

The second photo is of the vistas that return after the hay is cut and baled. It's been first a very wet spring and then hot summer. It was a jungle out there.

We can breathe again 

orchid joy

Some of my window sill orchids are lighting my days

fall morning

A bit cooler in morning for the last few days so I was able to walk some.

I love the pattern on the discarded hay tool.

The early morning sun shines through the mature grass waiting to be cut.

Cypress vine blooms on the pasture gate attracting migrating hummingbirds that guard it like gold.

A new calf that anxious mom is hovering over while she keeps an eye on me.