Trent coordinates a weekly smile post over at his blog, inviting us all to find at least one thing each week that made us smile, and then share it with all of you.
Nice concept, don’t you think?
I’ve been out walking a lot and this little bit of nature made me smile a whole lot…
A bit of green in early April always makes me smile.
…because it felt like spring.
What made you smile this week? Share with us! Cause it’s going to snow here soon and I’m pretty sure we could all use a smile.
She is my sunshine.
On an impulse, and because I’m still working on my 365 days of walks, I took my camera and wandered the woods of my favorite local park. It was later in the day than I’d normally be out there, and though I had seed and peanuts for any bird I ran into, I wasn’t out there to find picture of birds.
An overcast sky couldn’t dampen my enthusiasm.
I just wanted to be in the woods.
When I arrived two school bus loads of elementary students were milling about. Not a good sign. But luckily they were loading up to go, so I skirted their noisy mass and headed for the trail the furthest away from chaos.
So much texture and color if you just look.
There I began to notice the trees, and it was as if they were speaking directly to me. Who, they said, ever notices them? Most people are out in these woods looking for birds to feed, or deer to watch, or wildflowers nudging up from the wetlands.
Nothing out here but me and the trees.
Who notices our bark, they wonder, our towering stature. Who appreciates the shade we provide or the abstract art our branches draw? Who even takes note of the songs we sing when the wind blows and our branches rub against each other?
Oh wait. Let me take a closer look. I’m feeling watched.
So this post was going to be all about the trees, the different textures and shapes and sounds I experienced while I was there.
Tree art.
It wasn’t going to be about birds or deer or chipmunks or squirrels.
But as I was concentrating on capturing this lovely old log…
Even in death a tree provides nourishment and life.
…I heard from somewhere behind me a gentle cry, almost a soft whining. I looked back to find this little one asking politely if I had something, anything, for him to eat.
I’m sorry to interrupt you, lady, but have you got something for me?
Normally the nuthatches are a little more reticent and don’t come down to my hand until they’ve studied me awhile, until other birds, those brave titmice or the cheeky chickadee have made successful landings. But this little guy was hungry and no one else was around, so he had to be brave.
Thanks lady! Peanuts are my favorite!
And just like that birds began arriving from every direction.
And it was that way the rest of my walk.
Flight paths became crowded.
But along the way I did find other beautiful things. Like these fungus growing along a fallen log.
A bit of green on a cool spring afternoon.
And the last bit of winter color hanging on.
Some red to brighten the landscape.
And as I climbed a hill I ran into these guys.
Three gents out for a stroll, looking for love or lunch, whichever comes first.
Still looking for interesting trees, I turned to walk around the small lake, and was approaching my favorite stand of white pines, rounding a corner, and literally had to stop in my tracks. Because marching down the path toward me were a pair of cranes without a care in the world.
The lunch menu today seems a bit thin, don’t you think honey?
They walked right up to me as I was clicking away, and, without seeming to notice me, walked on by within inches of my hip. This didn’t really surprise me as the cranes here are so used to people. They usually ask for something to eat, but I’m a bit timid about letting them eat out of my hand. So I tossed them a few seeds and moved away to watch.
Aren’t their colors wonderful?
I had to laugh as they moved on down the trail and one of them stopped to stretch.
Awkward!
I continued on my way around the lake, anxious now to get back to the car. I had more than enough photos to choose from for my one photo of the day. And I’d been out there for a couple hours already and had barely walked 2 miles. Couldn’t even count this walk as exercise!
But the surprises weren’t over.
Around a few more corners, almost back to the busiest part of the park, I saw a deer munching on lunch. And behind her was something white. At first I thought it was just something caught in a tree, some trash perhaps.
Or maybe it was a cow.
What you lookin at lady?
A cow? Oh no, not a cow, but the fabled albino deer I’d heard about but never hoped to see. I didn’t get close, and there was a lot of brush and trees between me and it. But oh my.
Be still my heart.
I stood quietly for a very long time, just watching, not wanting to startle it or cause it to run. Eventually I eased myself further away long the path with a huge smile on my face. A once in a lifetime sighting.
So that was my day wandering in the park, talking to the trees and my usual suspects of birds. For a day when I didn’t think I’d see much of anything I sure had some wonderful experiences.
Thinking back on it all I feel, just like Mr. Blackbird, like crowing.
Hello world! Wasn’t this a magnificent day!
Katie here!
It’s boring around here.
I figured I should bring you up to speed, since last time I stopped by mama had thoroughly disappointed me by not doing anything much of anything for my Gotcha Day. Then she made me sit in the yard with a bunch of rubber ducks. I was not amused. But I’m happy that some of you found it cute.
Ahem.
Well, mama’s been a disappointment all month. Thursday she actually sent me to the groomer and then, while I was there, she went for a walk without me! She said it was really muddy and she was glad she didn’t have me with her.
This would have been a disaster if I had been with mama!
I have to agree, it wasn’t a princess worthy walk. I don’t like the groomer, but I guess it was better that I was there than getting my feet wet and dirty!
Then on Friday mama left me home and took herself off to her favorite park and walked around there for more than two hours! Without me!! I don’t understand what is the matter with her brain!? She still owed me something for my Gotcha Day! And she takes off with the camera and leaves her sheltie at home??
Well! After she got home and made my dinner daddy suggested that maybe I would like to go for a walk. Daddy is brilliant, though he maybe suggested it because I was huffing at him and bugging him and he figured he’d pawn me off on mama.
Let’s get going mama!
But it worked! Mama said sure baby-girl! Let’s go to your park! It was such a nice evening, and you know what? The sun came out while we were there! Just for us cause no one else was out there.
Look mama! It’s the SUN!
We had such a nice walk that I’ve decided to forgive mama for her lapses in judgement. It was the perfect length, not too long, not too short. And mama and I sat together on a little hill and cuddled for a little bit too. Don’t tell my dad, he might get jealous.
Let’s just sit here for awhile mama!
I guess mama and daddy really do love me, even if sometimes they forget important days, they always make it up to me. Cause I don’t let them off the hook.
Signing off for now, one happy sheltie-girl.
Thanks mama! I think we’re even now!
I have all these photos, taken during our March 31st snowstorm and now it’s feeling warmer and the snow is long gone and if I don’t post these soon I never will.
Yes, the snow is gone, at least down here in Southeast Michigan. Not to say it won’t be back. But at least we’re not still covered in snow like our friends to the north.
Last week we a were enjoying a beautiful day when I noticed this out my kitchen window…
“Seems a little small, lady. Do you have anything with three bedrooms and two baths?”
“Brrrrr….I should have migrated South.”
I spent much of the morning sitting in my nice warm living room taking pictures of frantic birds landing on the feeders.
“It’s a smorgasbord!”
Eventually I put the camera on a tripod, sat on the sofa, and used my phone to release the shutter in order to get these shy gold finches.
It was so much fun!
I never know exactly what I’m going capture when I’m trying to shoot birds. Sometimes I’m surprised when I download everything and take a look. This one made me laugh.
Take off!
I know professional bird photographers spend hours and hours preparing for a particular bird shoot…and it takes a bit of luck too. I feel pretty lucky that I can sit here and watch all these little guys stop by for a visit.
I hope you enjoyed my birds as much as I do!
If we’re lucky this was the last snowy day around here for awhile.
I decided to go literal with this photo challenge.
Really mama??
Katie didn’t find it particularly funny, but it made me smile.
Not surprisingly we had snow on March 31st. This is Michigan after all, where winter doesn’t go quietly.
We only got this much snow, but it sure was pretty!
Oh no, winter around here is much more sneaky than that.
After beautiful days earlier in the week those pesky weather people predicted snow, and they were right. It started Friday evening, by Saturday morning the yard was stunning. And when the sun peeked through the clouds (for only a few minutes, but still) it was spectacular.
A moment of sun early in the morning made it all sparkle.
I told Katie I arranged for snow just for her Gotcha Day. I don’t think she bought it, but she was kind enough not to laugh.
I’d rather not sit here mama, can we go back inside now?
Even she seemed to think it was pretty cold, wet and windy when we toured the yard. She said snow was not enough to get me off the hook for the lack of celebration on her big day. I had to promise something special for later. I think camping might do it, but don’t tell her.
Seriously mama, I’m cold and wet.
Meanwhile the birds were crazy. I have so many cute shots of them crowding around the feeders, that they will have to be in a separate post.
It was crazy around the feeders!
And of course Katie will be posting about her day and her expectations for future adventures. I might be in a bit of trouble there. We’ll see.
Waiting his turn at the feeder. Classy gent.
Hi everybody, Katie here!
I can’t believe another year has flown by and it’s my Gotcha Day again! Yep, March 31, 2007 was the day I came home with mama and daddy. That’s a really long time ago!
My very first walk in my yard!
I have to say I was one cute puppy! Mama and daddy fell in love with me right away. I thought they were OK too, but back then I wasn’t real sure about new people. In fact I stayed shy for a lot of years, but mama and daddy worked really hard to get me more comfortable with people.
Spring has always been my favorite season.
That’s good because over the years tons of people have wanted to pet me, and now I let them even if they don’t have a treat.
Mama has taken me on lots of adventures and I’m wondering what she has planned for my Gotcha Day. I hope she’s figured something out because to be honest, laying around here at home is getting to be a bit boring even though I like to sleep a lot these days.
Zzzzzzzzzzz…
Last year she completely forgot it was a special day, but that worked out cause we were adventuring down South. This winter we didn’t go anywhere so I think I am due something amazing!
Mama, standing on a big dot is not an adventure!
I will wait patiently to see what she has planned. Well, as patient as any sheltie can be. Which is to say there better be something good waiting for me!
I’m waiting mama…
Once a month a group of ladies (and sometimes men) get together and create a page in their art journals. The session is taught by Kim, a local artist, who plans the activity to help us learn different techniques while expressing a bit of who we are.
Kim’s work is beautiful, our work is stress relieving, peaceful, fun and not meant to be great art.
Started out with graduated colors to build a landscape background.
In fact the evenings aren’t about the art at all. Instead they provide camaraderie, funny stories, lots of laughs and usually cookies.
Last night we all worked on Kim’s vision of combining acrylic paint techniques with primitive dolls with a bit of ourselves.
Then we chalked in the image.
The dolls represented a bit of who we are, or were as kids or always wanted to be. The hair might be the way you wished yours was, the head might be your favorite pet, the colors muted or bright depending on your whim.
Then we blacked out everything but the image.
The final clue about who you are would be something put in the center of the dolls petticoat…but we ran out of time to do that last little bit. I’m thinking about putting musical notes on mine…or maybe just a Treble-clef.
Then we used pinstriping tape (from an auto parts store) to add stripes to her overcoat.
We’ll see if I get around to doing that. Even if I don’t, it was a really fun evening…and I got to play around with acrylic paints, so double fun.
Painted her coat red, then pulled up the tape.
What do you do to treat yourself once in awhile? You can’t beat sitting down with some paint and a bunch of laughing women.
Everybody’s lady is different. Just like we are.
Even if you don’t produce great art.
Having fun on a star filled evening with my primitive lady.
I was thinking yesterday about what this week’s smile might include. Nothing really stood out except that magnificent image I didn’t get of the two cranes flying low across a grassy brown hillside, sun glinting off their wings. And though that made me smile at the time, it’s caused me angst since because I didn’t have my camera with me and it would have been a great shot.
My favorite photogenic trees at Katie’s park early in the morning.
I’ve been to a few parks this week with Katie-girl, she’s enjoying the cool weather, I’m enjoying the lack of snow. Several times I’ve seen pairs of cranes float by. Never had a camera. So one morning this week I decided to go out early by myself. No dog. Just me and my camera to see if I could catch a pair in flight in the rosy morning light.
Don’t tell Katie, but I went to her park. It’s a totally different experience early in the morning and without her. It’s just a little park, with a mowed walkway around the perimeter, nothing special unless you’re a dog. Or a bird seeker.
I saw my first interesting bird as I pulled into the parking lot. A pair of killdeer were hopping along the gravel path. I couldn’t get a nice shot though because he kept turning his back on me.
Trying to ignore me.
Then I noticed my shadow stretched out long in the early morning light and was so busy capturing it that I didn’t notice that robin on the last fence post to the right. He would have made a nice picture, shining red in the sunlight.
Bet you didn’t see the robin either.
By the time I noticed him he flew up into a huge tree and became just about invisible. I guess you have to be alert when you’re out looking for birds, they rarely give you a second chance.
So I headed down the path, noticing the way the sun shone on everything and sort of missing my Katie-girl. A flurry of activity caught my attention out of the corner of my eye.
Flapping his wings for attention.
I ended up with a bunch of really bad pictures of this bluebird couple who were checking out a housing unit together. When I first saw them they were both fluttering around the house opening. The light was bad and I couldn’t see anything through the viewfinder, so I just kept clicking.
He was all hot and bothered, trying to win her favor. As I approached they flew from tree to tree, she’d fly first, he’d follow and perch nearby, flapping his wings, talking all the time to her. She’d hop to the next tree, he’d pursue, not too close, and flap and talk some more.
Showing his true colors in the morning light.
I decided to leave them be, not wanting to be the negative influence that made her reject him and his housing offering. As I moved beyond the birdhouse and then looked back I could see she was standing back on the nesting box.
Maybe she’s made up her mind.
And then she flew to join him at the top of a shrub just across the way.
The loving couple shares a quiet moment together.
I think they’re going to make it.
Seemed wherever I looked somebody was singing loud and clear.
Hard not to notice this guy with his big sound.
And while I was trying to get a shot of a cardinal in the top of another tree there was all sorts of commotion in the pond behind me.
He likes to choose the highest branch to proclaim his territory.
Seems a flock of ducks had gotten into a misunderstanding, and they took off into the bright blue sky to circle around and around the pond, chasing each other, working out the hierarchy for the coming season.
All six landed back on the pond, so maybe this was just an exercise in take offs and landings.
It was hard trying to capture them as they flew in and out of the sun now blazing down on Katie’s little park. But I liked the way they looked against the sky so I kept trying.
And while I was busy with that an insistent bit of chirping and warbling caught my ear. I turned around and this little guy had planted himself quite low in a tree right in front of me.
Now just who are you again?
I’d been trying to get his picture when he was in the tree with the cardinal, but I couldn’t tell what he was, he was just too far away. I guess he wanted his turn in the spotlight because he sat there, proudly puffed up, and chirped away at me.
I moved off to the side trying to determine what he was and he didn’t seem afraid of my moving at all. He just kept singing.
Sing it buddy!
I still don’t know what he is, maybe a song sparrow? Or something else? Once he figured I had enough images of him he nodded his head and flew off to look for breakfast. Cheeky little guy.
So I wandered around a bit more but my fingers were cold and I was happy with what I had. I did hear the cranes a few times while I was out there, their calls always seemed to come from the opposite side of the park, no matter which side I was on.
So, no crane pictures from this adventure, but I’m still smiling. Because when I got back to the car the robin was still singing and this time he let me get the shot.
Did you get my good side lady?
And the killdeer couple was still bopping around, happy on their gravel path and willing to let me grab one more image, this time of the two of them together.
Another happy couple checking out housing options.
I hope all of you had at least one big smile this week. And if it wasn’t a great week I hope the birds here at least made you grin just a little bit.
And someday I’m going to show you the most amazing image of a crane couple gliding gracefully in a blue sky. Makes me smile just thinking about it.
