This "phenomenon" occurred while we were sitting on the deck one early evening. I'd guess that the heat and wind caused this strange coil in the pond water. We could watch the algae slowly turn and tighten the swirl pattern.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
We have a lovely Eastern Bluebird population here. They have the softest, sweetest call - quite melancholy, actually.
Lots of ranchers attach bluebird houses to their wooden fence posts. I'd love to except our fence posts are about a foot too short and I think the Catahoulas (and Tuxedo) would have a field day with them. So at Run*A*Round, they have to find alternative housing. But they still manage to hand around.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Marigold sniffs the front lawn for bone fragments left over from our "bone picnic". Every few months I go to the feed store and buy roasted beef bones for the dogs and we open them up on the front porch. That way the bulk of the meat/fat residue stays outside rather than on the inside floors. After an hour or so of munching, the bones (and dogs) are allowed to come inside for future chewing.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
We recently had the pleasure of hosting Sis from Wis and her daughter, Wis Niece, on a visit to Run*A*Round Ranch. We spent hours on the deck and front porch soaking up the heat, enjoying the birds, beating back mosquitos. This was one Texas porch sighting they did not enjoy. I think that's a mamma spider carrying babies on her back.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
A butterfly comes in to enjoy nature's equivalent of a 7-11 or a Sonic drive-up. Why bother foraging from bloom to bloom when you can dine on refined sugarwater directly from convenient plastic spouts? You still have to fend off ants, though.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
I love it when Tuxedo sits in the barn mow window and surveys his world - especially when he does his "trucker" imitation. You know - when the truck driver has his window rolled down and his arm stretched across the door panel. I think Tux was a big rig hauler in a former life.
Our vet's office has similar images of dogs and cats lounging in rustic places as prints in his waiting area. I think I should submit this one...
Saturday, June 19, 2010
These poor crepe myrtle trees were weighted down by snow just a few months ago. Now they're starting to wilt in the heat as they've already produced snowy blooms in an early summer. I watered them last night to perk them up a bit.
Weather forecast calls for 100-101 degree temps for the next 4 days or so. Hopefully that's wrong...
Friday, June 18, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
We finally have bales! After 2 days of mowing, then raking, then 2 days of baling, then re-raking, then final baling, our front field produced 63 round bales! A bumper crop thanks to good winter rains and snows. Now we can revel in privacy, once again, having spent almost a week with equipment and operators on our property at all hours.
It took a little longer because they were mowing, raking and baling Neighbor to the South's front pasture too and would switch off between pastures but they kept using our driveway and field as home base. Plus they re-raked to clear the scraps of downed hay from the ground so the 2nd crop can fully reseed and grow with a little help from summer rains (and some fertilizer). So then they had to re-bale the re-raked rows. It was a little like watching someone sweep the kitchen floor, then sweep it again, then sweep again to get every bit of dog hair off the tile. Ugh! I was starting to feel sequestered in our own home with the dogs as co-captives. Now we have freedom to roam once again! At least until Neighbor to the North can come to haul off the hay bales...
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Or in the case of a great blue heron, would it be Greatstanding?
Which brings up a question I have: If your parents' parents are called your grandparents, wouldn't your niece's daughter be called your grandniece? So why do we use the term great niece instead?
Since grandparents' parents are great grandparents, then I think your grandniece's daughter would then be your great grandniece. In other words, you don't get the "great" title until you're at least three times removed. :)