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  • Tuesday shots

    Saturday was solo flying lessons for the Swift family, today it is group lessons for the Bluebird clan. hThe 4 fledglings are lined up on the deck rail being fed before the next lesson. They must have had a couple already because the nest box is in the middle of the garden.

     The deck rail must be the landing strip, they fly off, then back, get fed, fly off again. Quite fun to watch.

    Then out the front, we have the case of the reappearing mountain. About 30 minutes separate these two shots fro the same vantage point.  Mountain fog.

  • Sunday Thankfulness {6}

    This week, I am thankful for the beautiful weather that has allowed us to finish mowing the parts of the farm that can not be used for hay and for the haying process now in progress.  The baling is being done as I write with about 42 bales done and most of the big hayfield still to do.  These aren’t little Lowe’s style square bales, they are 4 X 5 1/2′ round bales that weight half a ton each.  You can see a couple in the background.

    The the bounty of the garden in greens, lettuce, peas, turnips and radishes and enjoying watching the tomatoes, peppers, potatoes, alliums, beans, squash and cukes growing and thriving.

    The red Gerber daisies and lantana on the deck that are attracting daily hummingbirds, tiny and glittering as they flit around.

    The beauty of this mountain community we chose, such a great place to live.

    I am indeed a lucky woman.

  • Flying lessons

    Just above the exhaust vent outlet to our bathroom is a Swift nest, built and populated before I realized it was there.  I try to keep them knocked down as they aren’t good for the logs.  This is on the south side of the house, so it is 3 stories up.

    Today it was time for flying lessons for the little guy(s) or gal(s) and after what I can only imagine was some sort of bird conversation that went something like this:
    Mom: OK, jump off the edge and flap your wings like we have been practicing.
    Junior:  Are you crazy, do you see how far down it is?
    Mom:  Come on, you can do it, I wouldn’t let you do anything that would hurt you.
    Junior: (under his breath) Oh, shit.  OK Mom, I trust you.

    Leap of faith, no control and slam, right into the glass French doors one story down leading out on the deck.  Junior is now dazed, fortunately he did not break his neck and Mom and Dad, sitting on the deck rail are alternately fluttering down to encourage the little guy to try again.  He is just panting and wondering why he couldn’t just continue to live in the cozy nest and be fed by his parents.  After about the 6th attempt to get him to move, Mom flutters down and raps him on his head with her beak, a kind of scolding?

    Finally the little guy fluttered off with his parents, probably nursing a headache or concussion.

    (Wish I could have gotten a picture of them trying to coax him to move again.)

  • Tuesday shots [3]

    Haying season, we are next on the list after tomorrow’s rain.  First spring rhodendron. Hubby and his “puppy” on the newly mowed yard.


  • The Deck

     When we built our log home, the walk-in front has a full width covered porch 8 feet deep with a view I have often used on my blog at various seasons.  This porch is north facing and has two ceiling fans for those very few days when it is both hot and still.  Our home sits in a hollow on the flank of a mountain that soars another 2000+ feet to the north of us and a gap to the south that is probably 1000 feet lower than us.  This makes for a delightful climate that has a breeze to a strong wind nearly every day.  Last fall after the house was restained and passed the final certificate of occupancy, we had a temporary one for several years, we landscaped the front and east sides of the house, including a deep set back where the utility room joins the garage.

    This porch has often been used to sit with morning coffee, to take a sheltered break from yard work or to just sit and read.  The view from this porch includes our old barn and the flank of Salt Pond Mountain, atop which sits Mountain Lake Hotel, the site of the film “Dirty Dancing.”

    Also as the house shell was being turned over to us for our son, his partner, and who ever else he could recruit to finish the inside, he also tackled a south facing deck.  Our dining room on the back side of the house opened out above a walkout basement and boy was that a big first step.  We either had to have steps or a deck.  He designed and built an awesome retaining wall from the field stone on the property and build a deck with an 8 X 12′ walk the french doors open onto, leading to a 16 X 12′ foot deck with steps leading down onto the lawn.  This deck was furnished only with a standing swing bench and a huge treated lumber picnic table and was grossly under used.

    This deck because of it’s exposure has not held stain very well and is too hot to enjoy in the evenings until the sun is low over the west hillside.  It became our spring project, now that the basement project is over, and with the help of a neighbor, it was powerwashed to strip it of the old peeling stain, new ballusters installed, and the whole thing restained with a penetrating oil stain.  As the spring warmed, I planted the planters with red gerber daisies and lantana to attract the hummingbirds and they were placed on the newly finished deck with the herb pots and two large rosemary bushes in pots.

    Today, we decided to complete its look and make it more user friendly, moving a glass topped outdoor dining table back there to replace the warped peeling picnic table, restained the porch swing and replaced it on the deck, and purchased 4 outdoor dining chairs with cushions and a matching umbrella.  The deck looks so inviting, that we dined outdoors enjoying the gorgeous eve and the delightful breeze.

  • Sunday Thankfulness {5}

     Thankful for the completed deck maintenance, new ballusters, fresh stain, and a neighbor we like who wanted the work to do it.

    The beautiful spring flowers, planted and wild.

    A healthy pup, who handled his neutering early this week and was “graduated” from puppy high school this weekend 😉

    Continued beautiful weather, inspite of one day of torrential rain and wind.

  • Beautiful eve

    This has been the most glorious day, only reaching about 80 with a cooling mountain breeze nearly all day.

    We are in the process of doing deck maintenance and repair, paying a neighbor for the hard labor. In the past couple of days, he has removed the ballisters as many were warped, loose, or missing. The deck has been power washed to strip away the grime snd most of the old stain. Today he and I also washed the full width front porch and its furniture.

    Upon ending this process we “sat a spell” on the front porch that is both roofed and north facing to visit and enjoy the view and breeze.

    I ended this workday with leftovers enjoyed in the porch swing with a Michigan brewed Founder’s Porter.

    Life is good.


  • Tuesday Shots [2]

    Puppy neutered today, resting with Dad while I spin and show off the 268 yards I have plied so far.

  • Sunday Thankfulness {4}

    I am most thankful that our son and daughter-in-law were not seriously injured Friday night when they wrecked a motorcycle.

    Also thankful for the beautiful spring we are enjoying, just wish the ticks would go away.

    My first yarn from the wheel, 268 yards.

    Thankful that 32 years ago today, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, who has grown into a handsome, intelligent adult, a wonderful father to our eldest grandson.

  • Late spring

    Garden thrives,
    lawn mowed, it was very tall from all the rain,
    daily walks with the dog of a mile or so plus a strenuous hour on the treadmill.
    Hay is almost ready to mow and bale (not our job),
    the junk is now removed from the property.
    Spring is good, life is good.