Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow. (Okay! We get it Christina!)
In the bleak midwinter, long long ago.
Twenty more days until spring!!
Everyday we're shuffling!
(I actually had to Google this to come up with a down home farmer's almanacky when is spring ever happening kind of number and the website featured there indicated 19 more days until spring which thoroughly confused me until I realized it was anAustralian website and remembered they're a day ahead of us.)
A letter written by Grandma (Jennie) Hofman, August 28, 1956:
"Dear All, Greetings from 747 Fuller,
After spending 2 weeks at Big Star we arrived home about 2:30 Saturday afternoon. We had a nice time. The last week the weather was perfect, warm and sunny.... 9 families left yesterday. Marge said she doesn't remember ever so many going home at the same time... Judy Kae is feeling better. I sure felt sorry for her, she was sick most of the time. Mildred got a shot out there too for a sore throat, their Dr. bill was $24.00 .... Don took the trailer and Ade's car back and also got a cottage for when Don and those other fellows go deer hunting..."
Dave , Mickie & Judy Kae VH on the lawn of 747 with First PR church in the background.
for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes."
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This is Bray Lake, a private lake near BSL, and on this particular day, a day which seems to be tailor-made for the cummings poem above, we are on a search for some eagles and their nest that's been previously spotted by DNR Dave.
Eagles eat a lot of small animals including turtles and other little varmints. Here we are under the tree that we think has the nest in it. We're trying to find turtle shells and animal bones. Della The Dog is off to the left, her head just above the ferns. Della did ultra-helpful things like her trade mark Tigger jump right on top of perfectly formed turtle shells.
Unfortunately, this little guy often winds-up like this ....
An empty turtle shell among the leaves .... no time to reset the light meter due to Della's aggressive interest in all things turtle.
Pat the Turtle Expert shows off 2 untrampled shells.
Lookee yonder, I say. I spy an eagle aerie. But no, it was just a dead branch caught in another branch.
Della with one of her many non-turtle finds.
We begin scanning the shoreline of the lake in hopes of spotting the eagle or eagles flying about or roosting somewhere.
The sunlight and colors were just amazing on this late summer day.
Bingo! There he is near the top of a pine tree.
A little zoomage for a better look.
Such a gorgeous day, but someone will actually have to get in a boat to see the nest since there's too much foliage blocking the view.
We pick Dave and Liesy. They set out in the canoe as stealthy as Indians .... (Indians with photographic equipment.)
"Give me of your bark, O Birch Tree! Of your yellow bark, O Birch Tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley! I, a light canoe will build me, That shall float upon the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water lily!"
Hey!
And there it is! Kind of like a giant beaver dam in a tree!
Every year in grade school I received a "minus in self control".
I have lots of favourite quotes. Here are three of them:
"There is a great deal of human nature in people." (Mark Twain)
"Service is the rent we pay for living." (Marian Wright Edelman)
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." (Groucho Marx)