If you put water out, they will find it–the scrub jays that is. I filled the bird bath up three times yesterday. The jays splash around until the water is practically gone. These photos are of a scrub jay registering dismay at the lack of water service on my part. It knows I am behindContinue reading “Scrub Jays Like Bathing”
Ivan frequently asks me where am I going to sit? He enjoys the inventions of sofas and the many quilts Anne has made to cover them.
When I walk Ivan, some people stop to comment on his very, very long tail. Really? He uses his tail to bring leaves into the house.
Leave me alone leaves Let me be There’s too many of you And only one of me.
Now that the rain storm is over, one neighbor has a steep roof gutter with leaves that won’t leave. Note the holiday lights are up, probably from years ago.
Our rescue dog Ivan is comfortable with sofas covered with quilts after life on the streets and in shelter cages.
It sits there day after day waiting to be used. The unassuming toaster is an unheralded hero of our kitchen. Ignored for years when we went off bread to daily attention now that we’re back on sourdough. Cleaned it this week. Crumbs of a clown car kept spreading along the counter. Crumbs from 70’s? No,Continue reading “A Few Moments for the Toaster”
A bug unknown to me selects the flower that has a little more zest than its partner, or something like that.
A key from the sea rolled into shore, It may open a door, a chest of yore. Gone green with age, so I ‘d say no more.