In honor of National Women’s Month I would like to share my next door neighbor’s solution to carrying wood. She’s not concerned about getting 10,000 steps in per day!
We couldn’t have kayaked up Pomonkey Creek during the Christmas bird count. It was frozen solid. But our local Great Blue Herons didn’t want to miss the count. They were huddled together in the marsh, hiding from the frigid North wind. How many can you count?
Men have been in forests forever. And there is no escaping reminders of our presence. I won’t interfere with a surveyor’s tape but if you pick up whatever trash you can, you won’t ever see it again! You don’t need anyone but yourself to pat you on the back for removing trash. You know it’s gone. The next time you walk there, that trash won’t interfere with your enjoyment. Seeing trash that is out of my reach is very aggravating and I often spend way too much time trying to figure out a solution. But solving that kind of problem is so rewarding! Fellow pickers: keep up the good work! And Merry Christmas!
Degas would have loved these Gingko ballerinas! I mean Ginkgo ballerinas!
The distance is fun but the closer it gets, the more the reflection turns into nausea.
Can you figure out what this slug is doing? Is it scratching its back or trying to get rid of a blade of grass that is stuck on its back or what?!
This was supposed to be published 10/1. Oops.
What’s it like to be 10 years old? Take this moment to look through the eyes of my 10 year old grandchild. Her photo makes me feel young and old all at once.
I thought I was losing my mind. A strange looking ‘caterpillar’ was racing down the road beside me and I could have sworn it was upside down…
Turns out “The grubs (of the June beetle) have an unusual habit of crawling on their backs rather than relying on their small legs, which are extended upward as they move across surfaces. Ridges located on the upper surface of the grub’s body are covered with short, stiff hairs that assist them in moving on the surface of the grass.” Obviously the road wasn’t an issue either.
I tried to turn it right side up but it refused to show me its back. It curled up for a moment like a regular grub so I decided it had to be a grub rather than a caterpillar.
But it immediately flipped over onto its back and rapidly ‘walked’ away…
I swear it’s the truth. My buggy friend, Robyn, ID’d it for me. I have not been able to find out why it walks on its back. Please help!