These are some sort of wasp nests that are in the greenhouse. They are empty over the winter, and then when it warms up, wasps show up again and start using them. The wasps and I pass each other without issue for the most part. I don't think they have ever stung me. Larry complains about them, and I think they got him once or twice last year. Well actually I think once was from a bunch that were nesting over the chicken coop door. There is no external covering over the group of cells, they are just open to then environment, well mostly protected from the rain because of where they are built, but they just consist of a bunch of connected cells.
This one was on one of the cross beams over the rafters, so I was looking at the roof, and the one below was on one of the corner posts.
The dogs occasionally get sardines added to a meal. I just open a can and split it between them. If Smudge happens to be around, she'll get a bit too. And sometimes I really crave them for myself, so I'll sneak a bit.
We are not big seafood eaters, no oysters, clams or squid here. The occasional bit of cod or salmon, and canned salmon or tuna.
This morning the dogs didn't get sardines, but I saw a tin, and had a real craving for them. So I ate a whole tin of them, with toast, for breakfast.
Larry hates the smell, so, as he would say... 'it takes the worry out of being close'
I'm sure he'll be keeping his distance:)
Oh, and if I make dried liver or kidney treats for the dogs, I love those too, well especially the liver:)
Not much of a photo, I know. But, this was part of our day. About noon today we headed to an agility lesson for Larry and Luna. Since it was located halfway to White Rock, where we had to be at 4 this afternoon anyway, we just continued on there after the lesson. We did some fruit tree pruning for my mother, Larry visited his mother, I sold a whole bunch of eggs, and Luna chewed on some freezer dried chunks of beef that I had taken along in case we were still there at supper time. So we got the plum and the pear tree pruned, and this is the apple tree. It's certainly seen better days. It is one of those combo trees, that has 4 or 5 different varieties all grafted onto the same tree. It's really quite sad looking now, and maybe in a year or two we might end up cutting it down. It didn't have a lot of apples last year, so it will be interesting to see what it has this year.
As you've heard before, from Meredith and myself, Smudge is very hard to photograph. If she sees you pointing the camera in her direction, she usually runs.
Just now as I was trying to think of what to take a photo of in the last hour of the day, she appeared at the living room window, scratching to come in. And it so happened that Meredith's little point and shoot was there on the window sill.
Luna of course is *thrilled* to have her back inside. Here she is, trying to cut Smudge off at the pass the top of the stairs.
Today was one of those days that we always say that we could take for the rest of the year. Sunny, a bit of a breeze, warm enough but not too warm if you were working outside.
After a lovely (not!) visit to the dentist this morning, and then some shopping, this afternoon was spent outside. We were working down in the garden, and it was warm enough I had to go back in and change into some of my old capris. I needed air around the bottom of my legs.
It was warm enough that I put on sunscreen and a hat.
I've had skin cancer once, and I'd prefer to avoid it again.
Obviously there was a better angle to take a shot of my partially bare legs, because they are really not that short and stumpy looking. Thankfully you can't see how badly my legs need shaving, I hope!
This is actually Tuesday's picture. I was dozing on the couch last night from about 8pm on, and when I finally got up to go to bed around 11:45, I daren't come to the computer first and post my photo, because I knew once I sat down in front of the screen, I wouldn't get to bed for another hour.
In the end I might as well, as it took me forever to get to sleep.
So this is the first photo I haven't actually posted the day of, or within minutes of the day of...
It's also a bit of a teaser for a post I hope to get written tonight (Wednesday). To heck with trying to come up with a totally unrelated photo for the 365 blog. If the handful of people that look at it are bothered, well sorry, but too bad:)
Coming back from our afternoon walk, there it was, our very first daffodil!
Spring really is here, despite the drizzly day today.
This is a clump that I planted many years ago at the bottom of the driveway, right above the ditch. There's a lot of leaves now, and not a lot of buds, but I'm just happy to see a bloom:)
And the bonus. Well to get this shot I had to get down in the ditch, and was straddling the water doing a deep sideways leg lunge. I got a really good stretch on one side at least, and I didn't lose my balance and fall in the water either!
We had a heavy shower of rain this afternoon, while the sun was shining. I went looking for the rainbow, figuring that it had to be behind the house somewhere. I couldn't see anything at first, because I was looking too high. This was the weirdest rainbow I've ever seen. It was off to the northeast, and was barely showing above the trees. The ground beyond those trees drops down a few hundred feet to a flat river valley. Usually the rainbows we see from here arch high into the sky.
This was a first. Weird!
The saturation has been bumped up a bit to bring out the rainbow's colours.
We were out all day today at an agility trial, and when we did get home just before dark we had to deal with the rest of the animals.
The new hens haven't even ventured out of their coop yet (well actually there were two out when I went over there), and we have a temporary fence up to keep them close to the coop for when they do get brave enough to come out. The poor rooster that belongs to that coop is a bit confused. Where are the sexy mature ladies he used to hang out with? He doesn't seem to want to hang around and woo these sweet young things. So being the feisty little so and so that he is, he flew out of the temporary pen, and then late in the afternoon he decided to go and pay a visit to the lovely ladies in the other (south) coop. By the time we were collecting eggs and getting everyone sorted out for the evening, he had decided he was going to spend the night in that other coop. Since it already has a rooster, I needed to carry him back to his own coop. He is a real flighty thing, but my aim was fast and good, and I snagged his legs and swept him off the roost.
If you want to carry chickens and especially more than one, the easiest way is to carry them upside down by their legs, because after some initial squawking and flapping, they just relax, and well, just hang there. This guy usually screams blue murder if you pick him up, but upside down, he was no trouble at all.
I had a good look at the vicious spurs on the backs of his legs, and decided that they were to be the subject of today's photo.
Since I didn't have the camera with me, and Larry was out feeding Pride, I had to go back to the house, kick off my boots and head up stairs to get the camera out of the kitchen, all the while with a seemingly drugged rooster hanging from my left hand.
Those black spurs are quite sharp, but since the rooster is only small and is not at all aggressive, they aren't an issue. Any now I've just spent half an hour reading about rooster spurs....
From a crocus that is. We don't have much in the way of early flowering bulbs here, but this little Iris is the first bloomer of the clump that has been there for years at the base of the flowering cherry tree. Quite often they are blooming in the middle of February.
Quite often is seems if we have a damp day, then around sunset it clears up. Why couldn't it have cleared up earlier while it was still light? I suppose there's some sort of meteorological reason for it. Today the mist really started to rise from the ground.
The little rooster had 'escaped' from the north field, and was cleaning up under the bird feeder. He's such a flighty (literally) little bugger that I had to get this shot from inside the garage. Even then he spotted me, and was ready to make a run for it.
You know when they say a woman has legs that go on forever....well my shadow was telling me I was part of that elite group this afternoon. Here's a shot looking to the east from the dyke just before the sun set. Official sunset today was at 5:52. Another week and a half and we go to daylight savings time!
And we had just got back from a community meeting regarding a landowner's application to have 61,000 cubic meters of soil dumped on his property, which is a former gravel pit, to bring it back to agricultural use.
And I needed to take my photo.
This was taken through the raindrops on the bathroom window, looking at the light on the end of the barn. Larry is out there shutting in chickens and feeding Pride.
Taken without the tripod, shutter speed of .5 of a second.
And this is a shot of our bedroom ceiling. Anyone else have one of those clock things that projects the time anywhere you want it to, in the dark? It's great for us old fogeys to be able to see the time when we wake up in the middle of the night. No worries about trying to focus the eyes to read the clock radio. There is the time, big and bold, where ever you want to project it. The farther you project it, the bigger it gets.
Note that I had to hold the camera relatively still for five seconds to get this shot. Five seconds seems like one heck of a long time, but I was laid on my back on the bed. I might have fallen asleep:)