Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.


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Wishing you a Warm Holiday

Many of you will be celebrating Christmas or Hanukah today.

Penny and our family want to send you warm holiday wishes today and for the rest of the year.

And we’re linking this post to Karma’s blog, where she challenges us all to post images of warmth. We can’t think of a better way to express that concept than by sharing the holidays with all of you.

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, and thank you all so much for being part of our world. We’ll see you soon.


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When stuff doesn’t go right

I’m in another one of my funky, can’t figure out how to do stuff, phases. You know how it is (or maybe you don’t), you’re bee-bopping along doing stuff you’ve always done and suddenly something doesn’t click.

Sometimes literally.

Shooting through a window, with the glare of other windows reflected and struggling to focus.

Earlier this month I questioned whether I should print my blog, as a way to preserve it. Several of you had ideas, and others of you had wondered about their own blogs, so were following along.

Last week I wandered around the PixxiBook site, (thanks Linda!) a company that prints blogs into hard covered books with a really easy interface. They have options of choosing which posts you want to print, or you can choose a specific time period.

My issue is, and always will be, the size of my blog. I’ve been writing here since 2006, with over 3,300 posts. Still I was curious.

So, after a few days of thought, I put my URL into their ‘go ahead and try it’ box and it started to go to work. Pretty soon I could preview the results, and I enjoyed very much reading the first couple years of posts in the format the printed version would appear.

Back then I had no images, and the posts were shorter than my ramblings of today. It was fun to reread all about being in grad school as an older student.

Meanwhile the PixxiBook machine was still churning. When I finally backed out of the site several minutes later it had made it through 30% of my blog, indicated there would be 40+ books and the cost was edging up over $4,000.

I smiled, because obviously there’s no way I can ever afford to put my entire blog into hard covered books. It would be bigger than an encyclopedia set! But I will print a few years worth, perhaps those early days in school. And there is potential to just pull the Katie posts out and put them in one book, though I think that will take some work on my part.

Then, later in the week, I was working on a Christmas present, putting photos from a summer adventure into a photo book for someone and I was struggling!

Now, I’ve one projects like this a hundred times, but this time things felt different. I couldn’t find the book template I wanted to use, I couldn’t find the save button, though I remembered that while making my Penny 2025 calendar the system had saved on it’s own, so maybe that was it, I couldn’t get the photos imported…nothing was working the way I remembered it should work.

I spent a couple hours and got only a quarter of the book built when I had to stop for the day.

And, you guessed it, when I went back the next day nothing I had done had been saved. And I struggled all over again finding the pieces I needed to build the book. In the end I did the best I could and the book is designed and ordered and hopefully soon on it’s way to it’s forever home. But geeze.

AND during all this my Lightroom photo editing system decided I’d run out of storage. I have both Lightroom and Lightroom Classic, which I pay a subscription for.

I’d always meant to use Lightroom Classic, because I don’t really want my photos to be stored by someone else in a cloud. But I accidently started with the cloud version, and I never wanted to stop and learn Lightroom Classic.

Franky, when I took the time to go explore Classic it seemed less intuitive and I couldn’t even figure out how to import a photo to it, so I stuck with the Cloud. But now my cloud is full and I really don’t want to pay more, especially with Classic sitting right there on my laptop. So I forced myself to figure it out.

And I’m slowly, very, very slowly, moving that way. I have edited the photos you see on this post using Classic. I’m not entirely happy.

And, speaking of not being happy, I have a new camera and I don’t have it all set up the way I want it yet. Because of course the new camera isn’t exactly like the old camera, otherwise, what would make it new.

Right?

So as I’m trying to take photos of this hawk that was hanging out on my deck and around my birdfeeders, terrorizing my little birds, I couldn’t get it to focus. That’s always been my problem with the Nikon Z series.

There’s a back of the camera focus button which I like to use v.s. using the shutter focus. I thought I had programed the camera to use the back button option, but while taking these photos, I’d focus using the back button, and when I actually pressed the shutter to get the shot it would REFOCUS and because there were so many branches it would focus on those instead of the bird.

Big sigh.

Lucky for me the hawk was concentrating on the little birds trapped in a briar bush below the deck and not me. He (or she) stood still for long periods of time. I finally just put the camera into manual focus and tried that way.

I still have to fix the focus problem, but that means figuring out more stuff. And I’m so tired of trying to figure stuff out these days. I might just go take a nap instead.

Here’s hoping you are having a much more productive and less frustrating month than I am!

No little birds were injured during the writing of this post.


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Who called me a wimp?

Penny here. Of course.

Now normally I wouldn’t be allowed back on mom’s blog so soon after my birthday post. That was only 10 days ago and mom likes to remind me that this is her blog and not mine and if I want a blog of my own I’m going to have to hire my own slave labor.

To celebrate my 2nd birthday mom took me to a fenced in dog place at a state park so I could run. We have only been there a couple of times and both times mom and I had the place to ourselves. I love to run and jump and generally act like a crazy girl so I enjoy it there a lot, even by myself.

But on my birthday, after mom and I were there just a few minutes, another couple showed up with their little terrier. I’ve already forgotten her name but she should have been named Hurricane. (Her name might have been Mandy.)

Cause she was!

She was a few months younger than me and, I hate to say it, she was faster than me! And she never stopped chasing me!

And then, while we were running around, another couple came by with their baby beagle who’s name was Toast. He was only 5 months old and he loved to run too! For awhile the terrier chased him, but he must have been boring, because she went back to chasing me, and let me tell you, I got exhausted!

I started asking everybody, even complete strangers, to pick me up!

Mom said I was a wimp, but picked me up and we sat at the picnic table while the two youngsters ran around. Then that terrier went right up on the table and landed on mom’s head! Well, mom said that was enough and we left to go home so I could get a birthday nap.

Now I’m rethinking asking mom for a playmate for Christmas. I might be a lucky dog after all, even as an only!

Signing off for now,

Your lure dog, Penny


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Bird watching

After a beautiful warm fall it’s finally getting cold now, cold like it’s supposed to be in Michigan in December.

We even got some snow, but nothing near what northern Michigan and the UP got. They had feet of snow fall in one day. We had a couple inches and they closed the local schools.

Why, I remember when I was a kid walking through 5 feet of snow uphill both ways to the bus stop. I’m sure you did too. Kids today.

Anyway, I haven’t done anything particularly interesting lately. Certainly nothing blog worthy.

Unless you count watching my birds as they swarm the feeders during these chilly mornings.

Sometimes we even have a bit of sun and then the birds are extra happy. I am happy too, enjoying the light on their feathers, and the sparkle in the snow.

I am hoping to get to my favorite birding park in the next week or so. We’ll see. It seems like every day fills up with things not going to the park related and I think….well tomorrow…and then tomorrow crazy happens all over again.

But if I ever do get out there I’ll share the photos. Cause there are bound to be some images blog worthy from out there.

Who you calling crazy, mom?

PS: Thank you to everybody that suggested ways to print my blog. I’m going to be doing some research!

PPS: And THANK YOU to everybody that donated to my fundraiser for the Truck Safety Coalition! I appreciate every one of you!


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Happy birthday to ME!

Hey, hey, hey, it’s your birthday girl Penny here!

Mom says in honor of my birthday I get to let you guys all know that I’m a very special girl, highly intelligent, an over achiever, and athletic to boot.

Oh, wait. Mom’s trying to get my attention.

Mom says that was not what I was supposed to tell you. I’m suppose to tell you it’s my birthday and I turned TWO today! And that she’s not giving me any cake or blowing up balloons or anything.

On the other hand she’s also not making me wear a silly birthday hat, so I guess it’s all good.

Right.

But somehow it doesn’t seem fair that there’s not a worldwide celebration of my birthday. Or at least a house-wide celebration. And you’d think there might be a present or two.

Well. Mom does promise me a walk in the woods at a park of my choice. And she says I get an extra snuggle with daddy, which is one of my all time favorite things to do.

I’m a happy girl, that’s for sure, and all I really need is my mom and my dad and their big bed and my supper bowl and an occasional treat.

Yep. That’s all I need.

Oh…and my ball to chase and mom’s shoe to chew on.

And my sofa to nap on.

Yep. That’s all I need.

So….happy birthday to ME, the happiest sheltie in the world!

Talk later, I’m going to go threaten mom’s ankles until she gets me a treat and then a walk…

…your birthday girl, Unstoppable Penny…now moving on to her terrible adventuresome twos!


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The long drive home

Tonight I was sorting through the pictures from my drive home from Alabama. I liked so many of them I feel like I need to share some of them with you. So…here’s the end of my vacation, with it’s long drive home.

A neighbor’s dog stopping in for a little belly rub.

I spent my last evening at the lake sitting on the dock waiting for the sunset, and reminiscing about times in years past when we all spent time there together.

It wasn’t a great sunset, but the clouds in the water were cool.

I thought about Katie a lot too and how much she loved the lake house. She’d spent plenty of evenings out there on the dock with me waiting for the sun to set. I hope someday Penny will be able to do the same.

The moon was coming up as the sun was going down.

Then, in the morning, I set out for home just under 1,000 miles away. It was hard to leave.

Bye! See you next time!

I took a new way back to the freeway, a couple hours away, to avoid the traffic of Birmingham. Even though it was Saturday morning and the city traffic wouldn’t be that bad, I wanted to see if this new way might work.

White barn with fall color.

Plus it put me directly in farm country. And you know what that means.

Red barn very near the lake house.

Barns. It means barns.

I only got off the road once to pursue barns. I can’t remember for sure but it might have even been my second day of driving. Though I can’t promise I showed such restraint.

This was the barn that made me get off the freeway.

There were so many great barns in the area that I did a couple of big country blocks.

At one point I ended up in a tiny little town where I saw this interesting house. I only slowed slightly because I could feel the eyes of the residents following my car with it’s out of state plates.

In a little town maybe 2 or 3 blocks of houses total.

And then of course there was no entrance back to the freeway right there, so, darn, I had to do another country block.

Little or big, I love all barns.

And then up ahead I saw this.

Is this what I think it is?

What is that you say? Well, let me crop the image a bit more.

Oops, I think he saw me.

Yep. A bald eagle, in a dead tree right by the narrow dirt road I was on. I held my camera out the window. I knew if I tried to get out of the car he’d fly away.

Look lady, you’ve interrupted my lunch!

Which of course he did anyway. But oh my seeing the eagle made me smile!

And then I was back to looking for the freeway and noticing barns. Lots and lots of barns.

This one might need a little tender loving care.

And lots of beautiful fields too.

The sun kept peeping out from behind the clouds, causing stripes of light.

All complete with dramatic skies.

I was so lucky on this two day drive home. It rained, but not a lot, and the traffic wasn’t horrible. Driving on Saturday and Sunday helped.

Red is just so classic.

My favorite barn on the trip back? Why this one, of course.

So much drama!

I hope you enjoy it too and all the other barns I got to see on my drive around the block.

I don’t’ know when I’ll be able to go on another barn hunt, but that’s OK. I’m sure I can find cool stuff closer to home this winter.

The road calls.

Thanks for being out there to share my experiences with me!


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A Walktober summary

Thank you, everybody for having patience with me as I traveled. Last year when I did this summary I was smart and built it as you linked your Walktobers to my post. This year, for some unknown reason, I just left it until the end.

Which is now.

If after you review this post you find I’ve missed your Walktober, just let me know and I’ll go find it and edit this right away. But I sincerely hope I haven’t missed anybody!

So without further ado, let’s get to walking!

First up is Ruth who walked in her local nature reserve. She described it as ‘being in a little bowl of nature.” Doesn’t that just make you want to visit it yourself? Lucky for all of us Ruth included several pictures so we can pretend we’re right there with her!

Next is the Widow Badass who was out and about with the celebrity schnauzer, Bowser. There’s nothing quite like a cute dog walking in brilliant fall leaves to make a person smile. We hope you’re smiling too as you read about their walk.

Speaking of dogs enjoying a fall walk here comes Monkey, a handsome sheltie, who likes to take his mom on walks whenever he can. I think he did a great job showing us around, don’t you?

And then there’s Barbara showing us beautiful sculptures glowing in the sun. Such a pretty place she shared with us, and very unique too! I’m sure once we read about her walk we’ll all wish we had a park near us just like it!

Linda shares with us her walk among the scarecrows that weren’t scary at all. In fact I think you will agree they are all kind of cute!

Debbie, who happens to be Monkey’s mom, took a walk on trails surrounding Lake Charleston in Illinois. My goodness, look at all the beautiful things she saw on her walk! I’m thinking we should not tell Monkey she went without him!

Next we have Lisa and her Walktober around her neighborhood. You won’t believe all the color she saw!

Well, I managed to insert Lisa’s post twice, and so far I can’t figure out how to remove the duplicate…so I’ll leave it in for now. Just scroll on by, people, just scroll on by.

Somewhere in the middle of all your walks I got my own in. It’s been so long now I can’t remember where I took you. So I guess you’ll have to read the post and find out!

Next we have Jo’s walk She takes us to Tavira in Portugal! The wonderful thing about our annual Walktobers is that you never know where you’ll end up! And Jo got to meet a fellow blogger there as well, which is always special.

From Portugal we move on to Canada with Dale, specifically over near Quebec, if I have done my sleuthing correctly. If not, maybe she will let us know ! Dale combines lots of beautiful fall colors with some sculpture as well on her walk about town.

Back in the United States Carin takes us on a walk around her neighborhood with her sheltie Levi. Penny has met Levi in person and she would like you all to know he’s a very good host!

Up next Linda takes us on a lovely walk around a pond in the Armand Bayou Nature Center near Houston Texas. It’s one of the largest urban wilderness preserve in the country, and we’re lucky to see some it right here through the magic of Walktobers!

And Jo has decided there’s another place in Portugal that we’d enjoy, so she’s taking us all to visit the River Guadiana in Alcoutim.

And finally, I would be remiss if I didn’t include Penny’s Walktober. After all she started the whole thing this year!

And once again I have a duplicate post that I can’t delete. WordPress is giving me fits, but I decided to try and publish this as is versus spending even more time trying to fix it.

Hopefully you all enjoy each other’s walks, and that’s what this is all about! AND, if anybody knows how to delete links that I pasted twice into this please give me a hint on how I can clean this up!

I am already looking forward to Walktober 2025! I hope you are too! And thank you to everybody that participated in our October tradition. Thanks again for all your patience with me!


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Reflections

I’m headed home now from a week at my parents’ house on the lake. I hadn’t been there in a few years.

First covid happened and then we had other priorities for a couple years. It was hard to find the time to go South.

While I was there I had a few days without any agenda where I mostly sat on the deck and watched the water in the lake change over the course of the day.

Years ago my mom used to try to convince me that folks in Alabama enjoyed fall color, though I’d always argued certainly not the color we have in Michigan.

I was down there, this year, at the perfect fall time, with yellow, green and red popping under warm southern sun.

The leaves across the way reflected in the lake as I sat on the dock, memories of years past flitting through my mind.

I wished my parents were with me at the lake house. I wished my mom was making potato salad. I wished my dad was telling stories.

I spent the week surrounded by memories of times when we were all together. It was both a sad and a happy week.

Mostly a nostalgic week.

Which, I suppose, was the purpose of my trip.