Wish I'd Said It
Weeds are flowers too - once you get to know them.
- A. A. Milne
- A. A. Milne
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Winter Pics - Starring Benny
Ben appears to be none-too-sure about all this white stuff in the backyard. (You can click on each photo to see them a little larger.)
Before too long though, he's carved himself a path.
The stream tunnels under a small ice bridge. Wouldn't trust it with my weight. Not that I'm large. Heck no. It's the heavy winter clothing. Boots alone are like, 11 pounds. Each.
That tall, oh-so-slim shadow gives you a clue as to the angle of the sun.
Winter's serene, icy beauty is undeniable. In the background, a cedar tree supports its fallen cousin, a victim of a strong nor'easter.
Ben, ever vigilant, suspects the presence of his arch-enemy, Mr. Squirrel.
About two weeks ago, we experienced a sudden thaw and heavy rain. As always, the combination resulted in flooding. The creek usually meanders placidly to the far right of Sons #1 & #2. Here, you can see it running down the center of the pathway, as well as from the left, having curled its way through a stand of cedars.
Back indoors, I took this shot through my none-too-clean kitchen window. Four fluffy mourning doves shelter in a window planter.
The bird feeder out front has been busy this winter, as evidenced by a couple of sparrows and a cardinal, patiently waiting his turn.
Ben is fascinated with Lucy, our African Grey parrot. He doesn't know quite what to make of her and follows her around whenever she's out of her cage. Lucy knows exactly what she'd like to make of Ben -- mincemeat.