And one Great Blue Heron.
One of my co-workers noticed there was a nail in my tire. He mentioned that it was close to the edge and they might not be able to plug it.
He was right. I landed up replacing a tire with less than 10,000 miles on it. As I put my credit card in the chip reader, a charge for over $821,000 popped on the the reader. I thought I was reading it wrong, and looked again, but no I wasn’t. What? as I pulled my card out of the reader. A new box he explained and cancelled the transaction.
After getting the correct charge, I’m on the way home. As I crossed the Patton Island Bridge, I noticed pelicans at the dam, and pulled off and drove down to the Rock Pile Park. It was a beautiful cold crisp afternoon. Pelicans were all over the water, hundreds of them. As I walked down toward the waterfall I wished I had put my gloves on. The breeze off of the river was bone chilling.
I took pictures until my hands said they were too cold to function and headed back to my truck and turned the steering wheel heater on. As I drove back toward the road, I noticed several pelicans near the boat ramp. This time I put my gloves on and took pictures until they floated or flew off.
As the sun was getting ready to go down, I ventured over to Riverside Park in Sheffield and took a few river sunset pictures.
I’ve been out of pocket lately. I’m still trying to get W C Handy pictures posted from July. Patches had surgery twice to place drains in one of her ear flaps. It was puffed up like a balloon. Blackie is having problems from a shotgun pellet near a joint in her front leg that we may have to do surgery on.
I’ve had a late work schedule and a lot of events to make.
I had butterflies around my zinnias until frost. I have several of the tall cactus zinnias this year and a few of profussion I normally have.
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This year has been a record for the number of hummingbirds I’ve had. The last couple of months I’ve had ten feeders up and was changing out five daily.
Don’t use the red dye stuff in your feeders. A feeder with red on it is all you need. Use one part sugar and four parts hot to boiling water. Cool and put in a clean feeder. Change out every two to four days depending on the temperature in your area. At the beginning and end of the season, I usually only have the feeder a fourth full.
After several years absence, swans were re-introduced back into the pond at Spring Park. During the spring, the newly introduced pair started nesting. The much anticipated cygnets never materialized as the nest failed. The following are a series of pictures I took over the course of this year. I did included a couple of pictures of the ducks and geese.
You need to change the oil on your mower and you can’t remember the filter number to buy?
I have a solution. I use a paint pen that you can find in the the craft section to label the end of the filter with the filter number and date changed. The new filter has an arrow to tell you the direction to turn to put the filter on. However that arrow usually isn’t visible when you go to take it off. I also paint an arrow to indicate the off direction also.
On my John Deere 3032E, I got tired of crawling under it trying out sockets to fit the oil plug. I took the pen and wrote the size and direction to turn the wrech.
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My daffs are just about finished and iris are starting to bloom a little later than previous years. Right now I’m fighting honeysuckle, privet, blackberry, hackberry and grass. I think where the blackberry and a large amount of privet, my best bet is digging up the iris and daylilies and taking the front end loader or middle buster to the mess.
Hummingbirds have returned. So get your feeders up. Don’t use the red dye. Four parts hot to boiling water, one part sugar (no substituting) . Cool and put in feeders. Put leftovers in the refrigerator. Change out and clean feeders every three or four days depending on how hot the weather.
Hopefully I’ll have someone coming to help in a week or two.
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If you want formal, don’t plant forsythia, an old southern favorite. It was meant to be free, not a pom pom. Plant in full sun with plenty of room to arch out and be free form.
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It was a beautiful day with temps in the sixties last Saturday. I decided to take a trip over to Wheeler Wildlife Refuge in Decatur AL in search of sandhill and whooping cranes. I found both, plus several species of ducks.
There is a heated observation building on site, so you can sit in comfort and watch and photograph.
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Hooligans 2015 Letter to Santa
Dear Santa, we have been really good doggies this year. Mom says we haven’t been and need lump of coals and switches in our stockings. We love sticks, but can’t figure out what coal is.
That skunk that we caught trespassing kept throwing his tail up at us and wasn’t nice and we decided he needed to leave. It got behind some of Mom’s pots and refused to leave. We had to forcibly remove it and when he went over to Grandmaw’s place and we decided to chase it off from there. After all we have to protect her place also. Trying to get it out of her shed, we accidently grabbed the siding when it slid under the wall into her shed and got under some bags of pine mulch. We helped scatter it for Grandmaw while we were chasing off the interloper.
Mom says we’ve been bad. Blackie won’t come and eat when Mom calls her, but she needs to check out the barn for mice first. Levi crawls in Mom’s lap when she gets home from work and fusses that he is getting her clothes dirty. Levi is just trying to get that hospital smell off of Mom. Patches keeps poking Mom in the back when she is getting food out of the wall bin. She just wants to be sure Mom doesn’t forget her. And can you believe she was fussing about us dragging mulch up the front walk? Here we are camped out protecting the house, and the pine tar stuff sticks to our hair like glue. Mom says we dug up some of her flowers. We were chasing after a critter and we can’t tell what is flowers and what isn’t. We did get those pesky moles some snakes and some critter Mom called Alvin. We left our spoils of victory at the end of the driveway so Mom could see how we’ve been protecting the farm.
Mom says Patches hasn’t been telling her the battery was dead in her collar and sneaking out. She just didn’t want Mom to worry, and she didn’t until one of the neighbors was a stool pigeon. Mom thought she had spoiled Patches fun, but the collar wasn’t working and she had fun visiting until she was squealed on again and got a new collar.
So you see Santa, we’ve been good doggies. We need toys again as some critter walked off with our stuff from last year. Mom says not to bring Patches one of those tires with the rope as Patches like to whop Mom in the knees with it. Blackie wants biscuits that aren’t healthy. Since she has been having trouble with allergies, Mom won’t let her have wheat cookies, beef or chicken strips or apples or tomatoes. Blackie was pulling tomatoes off of the plant by the compost box and eating them. Mom was so mean, she pulled the plant up and threw it in the box so Blackie couldn’t have any.
Now that we’ve thought about it, Mom’s been the naughty one.
Merry Christmas to one and all from Patches, Blackie, Levi and Mom.
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