I’m writing this on my back deck, bundled in a hoodie, too stubborn to admit that summer’s slipping away into fall. But hey, a bit of harmless denial can be fun. Right?
I just realized that my last post with this title was on June 30, so maybe it’s time to digitally lob a few more of these pics your way.
Hey, why should Mr. Wile E. Coyote have all the fun?
It takes guts to throw your work out there.
Yes, I’ve been told that it works with laptops too. Desk top computers, not so much. Sooo much fun for those of us on a budget!
I think the book may have been this tree’s relative.
Happy Friyay! It’s been about one month since I first posted some videos of our local fauna. Well today, I bring you the best and brightest- uh, well, maybe the most curious.
Here to greet us, is Miss Cervidae, 2021! She’s trying to teach her younger sister, (see uninterested sister in the background) how one goes about showing off her best features, before closing in for the “money shot”!
You might want some company for this one! The most adorable phantom you’ll ever see.
“Mmmmmm! What’s that smell? Apples? Do I smell apples? Hmmm . . . doesn’t look like one. Could be genetically modified, better give it a pass.”
My absolute fav! Do this: concentrate on the bottom left (your left) hand corner and play it on regular speed. See anything? Now, take your cursor and slow down the video, keeping your eye on the same spot. Don’t blink, or you’ll miss it!
Okay, the last video didn’t translate well to YouTube, if you couldn’t see the creature, scroll down for a snapshot.
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Bugger moves lightening quick! It shows up like this on my trail cam video.
We’ve reached the mid-week point and for many of us it’s been a hot one. Tomorrow, Canada celebrates its birthday and I know my friends to the south will be celebrating this Sunday. Today, I bring you a few more photos. I’ve been feeling a bit more philosophical, lately, so not as many ‘smile’ captions. Next time. 🙂
We’ve lived on our beautiful country lot since 2004, and in all those years have been treated to an abundance of wildlife. In my yard, I’ve seen bears, wolves, coyotes, even a bull moose (highly unusual since we’re too far south for most). Our property is around ten acres, with forest and field on just about every side, so I mentioned to my wife about setting up a trail cam in our backwoods, to see what it would capture.
Well, the wonderful woman went out and bought me two! I set them to ‘video’ and set them up. It didn’t take long for me to get some spectacular clips of our local wildlife, and I wanted to share them with you.
First up, we have Mr. Wile E Coyote. He was most curious and wary of the strange one eyed creature in the tree.
Randolph was another mystified denizen of the local flora.
Here, we can see that Randolph is contemplating the possible truth behind Orwell’s 1987!
Has the Loch Ness Monster become a land dwelling beast?
Warning: Sensitive and disturbing content, may frighten some viewers! We end with the most dangerous and elusive of all fearsome forest creatures.
Good morning, afternoon, or night. Today I’ve decided to participate in author Keith Edgar Channing’s “Kreative Kue” Please follow the link to Keith’s fantastic blog.
Here is the photo prompt:
“Jasper! I’m sorry!”
“You called me ‘poofy,’ and right in front of Sally!”
“Look, I thought she liked ‘poofy’!
“Then you peed on my leg! Yuck! Do you know how much rolling in the grass I had to do, to get that off! To make it worse, you did it right—”
“In front of Sally. I get it. I told you, it’s a medical condition. Look I’m sorry you were embarrassed. But let’s look at the facts. Sally is a Bullmastiff, and you’re, well, you.”
“I’m not good enough for her? That what you’re saying?”
“Well, not exactly. It’s just that, when she grows bigger, much, much, much bigger, there’s going to be some complications.”
“I don’t even know what that means.”
“The word, ‘complication,’ originated from the Latin word ‘complicationem’. It means—”
“Pshaw! I know what the word means, I don’t understand what it matters what kind of dog Sally is.”
“Well, she’s young now, but she’s going to grow tall, very tall.”
“How tall?”
“Let’s just say you won’t be able to keep up with her. When you go for a walk, she might as well carry you by the scruff of your neck. Your feet won’t even touch the ground.”
“You’re putting me on!”
“Nope! Look, Mom’s calling us for dinner. I’ll get her to Google a picture of what Sally is going to look like when she’s fully grown.”
“Alright, but it won’t stop us! I’ll steal the step stool Mom uses to reach the top cupboard, to kiss her!”
