Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.


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OH NO!

I’ve been junco’d! I say that every year.

When I see the first junco my heart drops but it also fills. Which seems a thought at odds with itself, doesn’t it?

Dark eyed juncos are only here for the winter months. And they are the first harbingers of winter, so my heart drops. But they are also adorable little round birds, and they will hop around under the feeders all winter, delighting us with their antics. So my heart fills that they’ve chosen my yard again.

No matter that the red winged blackbirds, the sign of spring and summer, are still here eating me out of house and black oiler seed before their trips south. No matter that we had temps approaching 75 degrees F yesterday (23.33 C) and will most likely again today.

Winter is on the way. Proof, a junco arrived today. Time to get out the winter coats, find the snow shovel, and check the antifreeze in the cars.

Welcome Mr. (or Ms.) Junco. I’m glad to see you again, but did you have to arrive so early?

PS: The pictures aren’t in focus. I was a long way away, and this little one popped up on the driveway, almost blending in with the asphalt. Still, I can’t fool myself into thinking it’s a sparrow. Can you?


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Penny takes a walk

Hey guys, it’s Penny here! Guess what? Mom and I had the best walk ever yesterday! I’d been asking for attention for awhile.

Let’s go on a walk, mom!

Mostly she told me to go lay down cause she was busy. So I gave her my big pathetic eyes and it worked!

Mom! Hey mom!

Suddenly mom was packing me up into the back of the car and we were off to parks unknown!

This is at Davis Lake Overlook Park, or as we call it Katie’s Park II.

We went to one of Katie’s parks. I had grand plans of taking you somewhere different, somewhere you’d never been before, but mom said I needed to check reality and until I got my own drivers license I was stuck with where she was willing to take me.

Whatever mom.

Mom got all sentimental. She said Katie sat right here in a beam of light a few years ago.

Anyway, this is a very hilly and fun park that I love to explore. And we had a beautiful day for it, so I was happy to be there.

This is a pretty big hill, mom. Are you sure you’re up for it?

We were looking for autumn color. At least that’s what mom said. I wasn’t at all sure I knew what autumn color was.

Mom said the early evening light made these leaves on a brand new baby oak tree glow.

Eventually mom said I shouldn’t worry about it, that she’d find the color for me this year. But she, of course, reminded me that Katie was very good at finding beautiful things for her Walktobers and next year, when I was three, I’d be responsible for my own color search.

There might be some color over there, mom!

We’ll see mom. I’m sort of into good smells and not so much into pretty stuff. I’m a different girl, and sometimes mom forgets that.

An aster blossom just unfolding.

Anyway, we walked up and down the hills into the deep woods. Mom even tried to turn around once, way before I was ready to go back and I told her no way!

Mom wanted to turn around, but I vetoed that idea. It’s MY Walktober!

So she smiled and said, “whatever you want, sweetie,” and we wandered further into the woods. Isn’t my (um, Katie’s) woods beautiful?

I had such a good time I couldn’t stop smiling!

There wasn’t much color, but mom figured that’s because of the drought we’ve had. Most of our color is brown. I don’t really see a problem with that, cause most of my color is brown!

Look! I match!

On our way back to the car I took mom on a little diversion. A path out into the marshland that’s closed all summer was open and I wanted to go down that path real bad.

Mom dropped the leash and let me go at my own speed.

It leads to a small lake which is part of the Shiawasee River (it’s only a stream here) and on the other side of that lake is the backside of our little town. Maybe someday mom will take me on a walk downtown. I know, it’s only got one block, but you never know…right?

It’s hard to see our little town, way over there.

Anyway, mom let me walk all by myself down that grassy path toward the lake. Then I figured out she wasn’t attached to me and I lost my confidence. I’m not quite ready to wonder too far from mom yet.

Mom says that’s a good thing.

I’ll wait for you, mom.

So that was my unexpeted walk on a beautiful October Sunday afternoon. I’m calling it my official Walktober and I hope you enjoyed Katie’s park and our walk there.

After my walk. I am a happy, happy girl.

We look forward to seeing all your Walktobers when mom puts together the recap post in November. In the meantime, link your posts to the Official Walktober Post just like me! You’ve still got plenty of time to get a Walktober in! Walk, skip, hop or drive somewhere, take a picture or two (or more!) and write up a post. We all want to see where you’ve been!

Talk later,

Your park explorer girl, Penny.


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October has been busy!

Penny here. Mom has asked me to remind you all about Walktober. She says she’s too busy. What the heck? SHE’S too busy? Really? Let me tell you a little about my day today.

Everything began right here at the START.

First off, SHE set the alarm for 6:00 a.m. because, she said, we had important things to do and we needed to get a move on.

Right.

When that alarm went off I opened one eye, gave her one half of the typical sheltie glare, and went back to sleep. She just sighed and went to take a shower. I napped some more until I figured I should make sure she had made my breakfast.

Of course she had not. So I stood outside the bathroom door until she came out and attended to me. You can never assume anything. It’s important to keep on your folks about their responsibilities all the time.

Which way are we supposed to go, mom?

Then the next thing I know I’m in the back of the car and we’re driving and it’s not even light out yet! We ended up at a dog training place about an hour away from home. I wasn’t nervous, cause I’ve been there before.

Mom said we needed to work, even though this was called a “fun match.” It’s a way to practice stuff without being judged. No stress! And guess what? I did all the parts of the beginner obedience without getting any treats! I’ve never done that before.

I did gave mom several dirty looks when I did something perfectly and I didn’t get a treat right away. Mom thought a couple of times that I was going to shut down and refuse to move at all, but I grudgingly went along with the her.

This time.

At least I got a jackpot after I was done! I’m beginning to figure out that there will be a LOT of treats after we’re done, but it’s hard for me to wait that long. I’m more of an immediate gratification kind of girl.

And we got to do some Rally practice too, cause Mom registered me for TWO trials at the end of October, both of them in Rally. Mom took these pictures in the Rally ring after we had done it three times.

I even did a jump all by myself without mom asking me too, when we were practicing Rally off leash. I took off across the ring to jump over that thing, just because I think it’s fun. Mom laughed at me even though I’m pretty sure I wasn’t supposed to do that, but she said I was cute.

I’ve decided I like jumping, mom.

AND THEN…Mom took me to my regular Friday night fun night walk where I meet up with other dogs and we walk around places with distractions to get us used to scary things like other dogs or loud trucks. We walk in downtowns and parks and stuff. Tonight we went to a small town about 10 miles away from home.

There were people everywhere dressed in strange things!

Apparently they were doing some Halloweed festival and the town was full of people dressed up as witches and goblins and lords and stuff. I thought it was kinda scary. There was loud music and noisy cars and lots of little kids.

We walked up one side of town and down the other. It took us a very long time cause people kept wanting to pet me. I didn’t like many of them, they looked weird! A lot of little kids pet me too, some of them were OK, but after awhile mom just told everybody I didn’t want to be petted cause I was getting too nervous.

This lady’s hat LIT UP!!

Mom said it was a lot for me and she’s not sure she’d take me there again, even though she thought it was kind of neat and she might go without me next year.

I think that would be fine. I could use a nap!

Notice my ears are down. I was not happy.

ANYWAY, this is all to say I don’t know why mom can’t remind you about Walktober herself. I’m just as busy as her. But she says she’s having trouble downloading photos from her camera and her Walktober pictures are in there.

AND I have to remind her that we haven’t even GONE on MY Walktober walk yet! So we have a lot to do before the end of the month. Maybe you do too, but we hope you find some time to do a walk or a ride or whatever you plan to do, write a post and link it to The Official Walktober Post.

There were witches everywhere!

Mom says in early November she’ll pull it all together. I told her she has more than the Walktober post to pull together! But that’s another post.

Can we just go to bed, mom?

Your exhausted friend, Penny


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The moon, the stars, and a freighter

I’m still in northern Michigan, cat sitting a couple of cuties who happen to get hungry and whine loudly very early each morning. Last night that turned into a good thing for me.

Though it wasn’t a full moon yesterday, it was pretty darn close. I noticed it come up earlier in the evening, but hadn’t planned to photograph it setting, because that was supposed to be around 5:00 a.m. and I didn’t want to be awake at 5:00 a.m.

At first the sky was pretty much black and white.

But kitties didn’t consult with me and started complaining about breakfast being late around 4. I gave in and fed them and was going back to bed when I saw the moonlight on the water of Lake Michigan.

I lay there, in bed for a long time, watching that light, arguing with myself. Did I want to put the camera on the tripod and lug it down the 44 stairs into the sand and see what I could do?

Almost what I had in mind.

No I did not.

But when would I ever be in this position again? An almost full moon. A warm night. The sound of the lake moving beneath the moon. So I got my sorry self up and out and down the stairs and I’m so glad I did.

As the moon lowered, the light from it lessened. Time to adjust the settings.

I had this vision in my head of a perfectly focused, perfectly lit moon, sitting above a beautiful light path across the water. That’s what I was going for.

The moon began to turn red is it got closer to the water.

Of course that’s not what happened.

There was just one thin layer of cloud for the moon to move through.

As I sat in the sand, focusing on the moon I realized I couldn’t see the light on the water. And if I focused on the water then the light of the moon was totally blown out.

Of course it was. The setting necessary to see the details of the moon are entirely different than the settings needed to see the light dancing across the small waves on the lake. So you’re going to see this in pieces, some moon, some water.

Even more red.

And on top of it all, when I started there was a small light way off to the south. A freighter was chugging north up the lake. At one point it passed through the light path from the moon.

That light over on the right is a freighter moving right along.

The gentle sound of the waves in conjunction with the chug of the freighter and the lowering, redding moon under the bright starts was just magical.

The best I could get.

I’m sharing it with you so that you can imagine the magic too.


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Our work in DC

Time is sliding away again, as it does, and I want to tell you about our time at the end of September in Washington DC.

Reagan National Airport from the Metro platform.

This year we did something different in that we combined the big fundraising dinner with our biannual Sorrow to Strength conference. We’ve been doing the conference for as long as I’ve been with the Truck Safety Coalition, more than 20 years. But we’ve only done the annual fundraising Gala twice before.

We were in town to make a point.

The objective in doing it all during the same weekend was to save everybody some money. The hotel gave us a discount for doing 2 events, back to back. And we, as volunteers would only have to pay to travel to DC once.

Change is hard.

The Gala, on Friday night, was fun, the food was delicious, and we raised a decent amount of money between sponsors and volunteer donations. But we still have a long way to go before we can say we’ve raised our entire annual budget –we’ll be scrambling at year end just like every year, but we’re getting better at finding funding sources.

It was a lovely evening.

Satrday morning people were invited to attend a session where the staff and a few volunteers showed us the ‘roadshow’ they’ve been doing the last two years.

Showing us one of the very first underride guards built.

In 2023 we received a grant from the DOT (Department of Transportation) to meet with at least six police departments across the country and talk about underride crashes, and how to designate them on crash reports.

We and the DOT feel these types of crashes, where a passenger vehicle goes under a tractor trailer, are under reported, both because some police departments don’t know enough about them, and because on most police crash reports there is nothing to indicate underride.

We dream about getting to zero.

We heard from a volunteer who had spoken at some of the shows, and with the manufactor of an underride guard that is being put on some trucks in some cities now. It was all very interesting and hopeful.

A Texas retired crash reconstructionist spoke at our road shows and our conference.

Then Saturday afternoon we met with the families and survivors and shared our stories. As usual this was a traumatic and overwhelmingly emotional time. This year there were so many new families. More than half of us in the room were there for the first time, and their families had suffered loss so recently.

So much to learn at our conference.

It breaks my heart. We’re glad they found us, but we wish the trends were going down. They are not. More than 5500 people died in crashes with commercial trucks in 2023, the last year we have data for. Over 150,000 were injured.

And some if not all of the safety measured we’ve fought years for are being rolled back.

Sunday we learned about the issues, and there are many. We focused, though, on a couple we think we can make progress on. We think safety is nonpartisan, but not all issues are. The two we spoke most about certainly are.

Just up the road from our conference hotel.

We think AEB (Automatic Emergency Braking) should be required to be included on all new builds of all sizes of commercial trucks. For awhile we actually had the DOT headed that way, but then the trucking industry pushed back and the smaller trucks, those like box trucks, dump trucks, utility trucks, were taken out of the rule. We want all trucks to be required to have AEB. There are all sorts of little delivery trucks running around our neighborhoods now. Why wouldn’t we want them to stop when someone pulls out of a driveway or a kid rides his bike across the road? AEB is already on many cars, people are getting used to it. Why not include it on all trucks?

And drug testing in fatal crashes. It’s already a thing that is supposed to happen. Companies are required to get their drivers tested if there is a fatal crash. But 40% of these drivers are NOT being tested. The companies just blow off the requirement and if caught pay a fine. In my dad’s case the driver was not tested. My dad, dead and at the morgue, had blood pulled and tested. Why, I don’t know. A 75 year old man, stopped in traffic, was tested for being impaired, but the driver of the truck that hit and killed him was not.

Then Monday we went to the Hill to talk to staffers about our issues. DC and the area around the Hill was uncharacteristically quiet. It was two days before the potential government shutdown. Members, if they were in town, were on the floors of their chambers. Staffers were nervous and preoccupied.

Everybody was worried and a bit discouraged too.

In addition to Hill meetings I was also lucky enough to attend and speak at a meeting with other volunteers and a TSC staff person at the DOT where I met the probable new Administrator for FMCSA (Federa Motor Carrier Safety Administration). He hasn’t been confirmed yet, but he likely will be. I think he’s going to be good, his background is police work and he said all the right things. But then, they all say all the right things in the beginning. I will reserve judgement until I see what he does.

The Acting Administrator is not in this image…as he’s not confirmed yet.

Overall I think our meetings went well, or as well as we can expect in these times. Best of all? The new families rocked it. They moved out confidently, told their unimaginable stories of loss, and talked about our two issues (and any others that they felt called upon to talk about) with folks who have the ears of those who need to make the changes.

Sen. Peters is from my state, but he’s retiring which makes me sad.

That’s why it’s called Sorrow to Strength. They come to the conference in overwelming grief, they share that grief and it gets a tiny bit easier to bear among others like them. They learn some new skills, they practice those skills, and they go back out into the world a little stronger, more confident and maybe feeling less hopeless.

And that’s how our four days in Wasington DC went.

Part of our ‘debriefing’ after all our meetings were over. (No I hadn’t started drinking when I took this!)

Of course I’ll be asking for donations again during our Giving Tuesday campaign in November. And maybe next April for my birthday. But you can donate any time. Just go to trucksafety.org and push the DONATE button.

Dad and I thank you. And thanks for reading all of this.


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October 1

Last Thursday my husband and I flew to Washington DC to do some Truck Safety work. We flew home yesterday and today, on this first day of the Federal Government shutdown, I was driving to northern Michigan.

Much angst in the city.

As I drove I pondered all that is going on, and how it will affect regular people who are just trying to move forward in their lives, whatever that means to them.

Round and round and round we go.

And I wished we could go back to the days depicted on the back of a menu in a DC restaurant where we dined last Thursday evening.

Once upon a time, long, long ago.


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Official Walktober Post

Hey! It’s official! It’s time to stand up, step out, get going, and plan your walk or drive or skip or hop or swim or jog for this year’s Walktober!

These guys get overlooked all the time.

Take us somewhere that you love to go, or somewhere you’ve never been before. Tell us (and show us with pictures if you can) about it and why you’re happy you went, or why you’re disappointed in your chosen place. Do you think we should stop and visit it if we’re ever in the neighborhood?

Solo sunbathing.

Tell us all your hopes and dreams. OK…maybe that’s too much information, but tell us about your adventure, where it is and what it’s like, and then link it to this post.

Wood ducks

Early in November I’ll assemble a post with links to all of your posts, and then everyone can come along on your walk, hop, jump, skip…well….you get the idea.

Common yellowthroat. I waited a long time for him to come pose for me.

So let’s set the official Walktober dates, OK? Because if you’re like me you’ll let it go until the last minute or you’ll forget about it all together if there aren’t specific dates. Right? Right!

Mama deer taking a break from parenting. Her youngster is to the left behind the trees.

So how about our official Walktober kick off on October 1 (who will be our first entry?) and end by October 31? That gives us the entire month of October to get outside and enjoy ourselves. I hope you all have at least one perfect day.

A bluejay lets his friends know about the treats down below.

I have a concert to play on the 28th, and dog rally trials on the 24th and 31st, so I’m really busy at the end of the month. I better not wait to get my Walktober done!

Swans in morning light.

The pictures in this post, except the last one, are all from a walk I took a few weeks ago at my favorite bird park, Kensington, with an updated Nikon camera, focus set to latch onto birds eyes.I was pretty happy with it.

You just know he’s going for the peanut.

If you have questions about Walktober let me know. I’ll get back to you as quick as I can.

Meanwhile, Ms. Penny is giving serious consideration to where she would like to take you for her version of Walktober. She invites any other dogs (or cats or birds or lizards!) to go on a walk and tell us all about it too. She thinks hopping or skipping would be too hard and she doesn’t have a drivers license.

She says it’s not that difficult to hyjack your mom or dad’s blog.

This is one option, mom, but I’d like to take the folks somewhere more exotic.

She does it all the time. She says parents are so gullible.


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And then there were barns. Of course.

I just don’t think it’s possible for me to travel cross country and not stop for a barn photo opportunity.

Even if it’s a drive I’ve made many times before there always seems to be something that looks pretty enough to warrent a detour from the freeway.

The question is, always, is there an exit nearby and can I find my way back to that beautiful barn without spending too much time searching?

And, once I get back there, will there be a place that’s safe for me to stop and snap a quick shot?

In reality I see many amazing farms while traveling on big interstates and they’re often not possible to find again. Usually there are miles and miles of interstate before the next exit, and no obvious roads back to what I saw.

But I remember them, and they make me smile, so even though I don’t get to keep them forever in my files, I get to enjoy them for a brief moment.

And that counts for someting too.

***Don’t forget to be thinking about where you’d like to take us on your version of our annual Walktober! Take a walk, or ride a bike, or hop, skip or run and take a few pictures to share with us. Post about it and link your post to my Official Walktober post (which I haven’t written yet but I will very soon!) and at the end of October, or maybe in early November, I’ll put them all together in one giant post for everyone to enjoy.***

On my way down Lookout Mountain I saw this. Of course I had to turn around and spend some time in awe.