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Wordless Wednesday - No Scarin' Heron
This Great Blue Heron, initially camouflaged by the sunlight on the creek, seemed to jump out of nowhere into my vision. Although he was just a few yards from me, he remained a silent, motionless sentinel.
Happy Halloween dear Pamela! That sure is a great shot of the blue heron...we see one every once in a while around here but I've never managed to get a picture of one. xox
Beautiful. I am posting my WW later today. I have to drive somewhere to take the picture. It will also be a silent, motionless sentinel, but not alive! :D
very cool. when we were camping, a crane scared the beejeebers out of me. i didn't see him when he started his squawking to the right of me. the camera was too far out of reach to get it in time for a good pic, especially when trying to resusitate your own heart at the same time.
This is so beautiful. After all the Halloween silliness today, I needed this lovely and peaceful photo to end my day. Thank you for the smile and good feeling dear Pamela!
When there is an inversion and the fog rolls into a shivery valley it is both dangerous and breathtaking. Walking on the gravelly path seems stable, but even the small twigs that stick up around the edges grab onto the moisture and create little artistic ice crystals. a male house finch adds a spot of color! After a few days of this wintery chill, a warm Chinook wind blew in. It was probably pushed ahead of what the weatherman called an "atmospheric river" which drenched the west siders way beyond seasonal norms. It is forecast that Christmas will be warm and no white stuff falling. At least not here. **** May there be moments of peace and hope in your hearts as you celebrate this holiday. Hug each other. Feed the birds ****
Our Fun Monday Host this week is Molly, Return of the White Robin . She requested that we share a fond memory of childhood and some pictures. There are very few pictures of my childhood. There are, however, many memories. Little snippets of sounds and smells raced through my mind today as I tried to find a trail to follow. I jotted down many that I hoped would provide me with an idea for today's assignment. Then, I realized that these little bits and pieces are part of the jig saw puzzle of me -- of who I am. You don't have to put them together, but I think you'll see the picture. Childhood Memories The chorus of frogs from the pond in the lower pasture that lulled us to sleep on warm summer nights. Catching polliwogs in the creek that disappeared several pastures over into a foliage camouflaged ravine. The distinct sweet smell of new born kittens inside a barrel in the fruit house The hunt for the elusive Tiger Lily in the open fields, and the pungent s...
The mouse business began last month when a bad aroma began to annoy me. I nervously checked the compost crock and the garbage can and even peeked in the oven to see if a piece of meat had been left to die there. My nose finally led me under the sink to a forgotten mouse trap. Sure enough, there was a little furry creature ripening under the hot water pipe. Gag me. The snare and its little feast of long dried up peanut butter had been prepared several month previous; set by WR in response to my reminders (nagging) that we needed to be prepared for the winter mouse invasion. I'd left the primed trap alone, acknowledging each time I noticed it with careful avoidance. After our catch, we were once again aware that the field mice had found shelter under the house. And, that at least one had squeezed through the small opening around the kitchen pipes into the warm cabinet under the sink. WR set another trap with fresh peanut butter. Now I am paranoid. I keep hearing things: Paper...
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Serena
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I'm celebrating WW here too
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happy halloween & WW!
[drop by my halloween costume and outdoor decor if you can find time.]
btw, how did you watermark your photo (w/TDWW)?
LOVE the photo. You did an amazing job capturing the heron. I'm very impressed. Well worth being framed.
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when we were camping, a crane scared the beejeebers out of me. i didn't see him when he started his squawking to the right of me. the camera was too far out of reach to get it in time for a good pic, especially when trying to resusitate your own heart at the same time.
:)
I am feeling better now TY for the well wishes. :D
Happy WW~
Love your heron picture..
xo
Robin of mytwoblessings
Happy WW!
(I just ate 14.8 pounds of Halloween candy and am feeling, uh, less than beautiful right now. How are you?!)
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Hugs,
Sue
Mr. Mucus indeed!! Now that would be too funny!
okay now
hugs,
Connie
this is a good photo. How do they stand so still?
Jillian