MOMMA BIRD VISITS

Sunday afternoon, Erin forwarded the pictures of the birds she took . . . aren't they spectacular.
There was one more of her flying away but was not in the batch. I am not a computer expert so had a tough time figuring out how to transfer them from the e mail to a place in the computer where I could file them as the 'my pictures' did not show. If it isn't in an a.b.c. mode then I'm lost but, as you can see, I did find a way. Now if I don't lose them I'll think I am so much smarter than I am.

I wonder if we will ever see the little ones. Time will tell.

Update on the birds

These are the latest pictures of the birds that I took. In a short while though, you will be able to see some unbeliveable pictures that my granddaughter Erin took with her camera. It has the big lens and she has a lot of patience as she held her camera waiting for the two birds to fly in and out. She really got some awesome pictures. I can hardly wait to show you.

We were sitting on the porch and this little bird sat on the railing and I talked to it for minutes while Erin snapped. As for the ones in the house, she is sitting at the opening, hard to see but she is there. When Erin sends me the pictures I will put them on for all to see; great pictures. These will have to do in the meantime as it show the birds are still visiting the bird house and bringing food in every day. There are two of them. They do not seem to mind that I am out there sitting in my chair just quietly watching.

AND THE WIND BLEW

The moon rose, the wind subsided finally, but, not before it knocked over the little bird house and I found it upside down in a large empty flower pot this morning. My heart did a little skipping as I thought about the nest inside and the tiny eggs, or already hatched birds, and wonder if they survived. I did see the mother bird flying in with something in her beak since I put the birdhouse back in the same place, this time with a rock placed in a better spot, hopefully so it will not blow over again. I am afraid to move it anywhere else for fear the nest will be abandoned. I am hoping the hatchlings are okay and soon I will see them fly away. I can only hope they are meant to live and enjoy our world. Isn't it just like life? You get things lined up and think all is just as it should be when something comes along and a sudden change, good wind, sometimes ill wind blows in and disrupts our world, but we survive and go on; hopefully the little hatchlings will. I'll keep you posted.

OOPS ! ! !

Waiting

This is one of Pat's favorite places to visit . . . it feels like a good waiting spot and I wouldn't mind being right there by the lake, which by the way, reminded me of one I loved to visit when I lived in Nevada. I wrote a poem about 'Reflections'

Whenever there are lakes and streams/with trees growing along all sides/the sun comes out/and shadows fall/turning the leaves and trees upside down./
The calmness is a mirror/showing a magic picture/in the stream/ a twin mirage of color/lifeless like a dream./
Reflections make you smile/as the ducks take to the pond/making tiny rivulets/as they glide along.
I think in this particular lake it would be fish, a mosquito or two, and in the trees an eagle, or maybe a brown bear hiding behind a tree . . . guess we will have to use our imaginations and wait and see.

I'm waiting for the phone to ring to tell me if company is coming in today. I'm waiting for the laundry to be finished and the butter to soften to make some cookies. I've been waiting for the sunshine for weeks and here it is shining which mean the winds are up and if I am lucky, son John will invite me out to lunch. He surprised me with a weekend visit. Waiting, waiting, waiting is not always a bad thing . . . think of the anticipation . . . a wonderful afternoon spent with those you love. I hope you are waiting for someone special to come, or call, and the waiting becomes worthwhile.

Finished Product

A new day, a completed puzzle and believe me it was not easy, but placing that very last piece was very satisfying . . . one more down. It will be a while before I start a new one, maybe in the fall when the rains come back and the days are longer. I have a beauty waiting for me that Pat gave me, fifteen hundred pieces to sort and start . . . but, not today. Today Pat and I are going for a ride over to Crescent City where we will visit "The Land of Oz" and hope Dorothy and the Wizard will grace us with a few sheckles to buy lunch. We will shop at Walmart and see if we can find our way around the 'new' store. They have moved everything around and we can't find anything. Now that is one of those puzzles I talked about yesterday, change, ah change where have we heard that word lately. Okay, okay, I wont go there.
Today is going to be a very good day. I can feel it in my bones, oh no, that is arthritis, well . . . at least the Bakers cyst has simmered down for a bit and that can't be all bad. Make your today a good one, do something special just for yourself . . . you know, pamper yourself with homemade bread pudding with sauce, that is what Phyllis served us yesterday when we played Chicken Foot and it is a comfort food that really does what it is meant to do. Picture six ladies with a huge plate of hot homemade bread pudding and a large spoon. You know we didn't drop a bit.

Puzzles

Life is full of puzzles which we have to sort out and we find it takes patience, understanding, and the desire to take the time to unscramble messes. Sometimes it is relationships, friendships or family members who cause us to search for answers to whatever dilemma is on the priority list of our new day. All we know is that it takes time to put every piece together to get to the whole picture and solve the puzzle.

Beverly Dolittle is famous for her oils and now there are zig saw puzzles out to amuse us. Believe me a day spent on this fellow and you wonder if you lost all your marbles. It was a challenge and I'm not sure butterflies are my favorite little insect anymore. Whew!!! They were awesome to put together.

At the moment I have daisies on my dining room table. It is an impossible puzzle . . . but, it is coming along very slowly. Someone asked the other day if the person who gifted me that puzzle really likes me . . . now, that is a puzzle. I really think she does. Of course we are eating off of our laps, or on the kitchen shelf and have even used the coffee table. The fact that we have to sit low and our knees are up to our chins does not make for graceful dining, but, we never do without and soon we are back at the dining room table looking for one more illusive piece knowing that we will solve the puzzle.

I hope you have a jig saw puzzle to do at your house. It is amazing how friends, family and even a visitor will take time to look for a piece of the puzzle. It really is a delicious, delightful feeling to find the right piece for the right spot ----and one really has to be nutty as a fruitcake to place 1500 pieces on the dining room table but think of the satisfaction once you solve the puzzle. Pick out a good one. It takes stamina to stay with a puzzle, no matter what kind, so be strong, be healthy and be happy.