Sweet shot! I love azaleas and rhododendron! The azaleas were a beautiful part of spring in Nashville while I lived there–until the year we had a hard freeze at just the wrong part of the season and it killed 80-90% of them. I only lived there another year or two, and they hadn’t been replanted by the time I left, but I’ve always hoped that over time most have been since then!
We have 56 degrees predicted for today. As someone put it, it is the season for the wrong jacket. It seems whatever you choose is too warm or too cold. I am not complaining, however, just observing. I live this throughout the year, since we go to assisted living places. Those can be too warm, but if you stop at a restaurant those can be too cool. Layers help, of course.
Good morning. I think it’s supposed to be in the 80s today and back down to 50s on Friday.
Work tonight. Trey went with Miguel to Las Cruces to see his mom. She went on hospice in January. His sister takes such good care of her, that she will probably outlive us all.
Good morning. When I went to the kitchen a little after 7 a.m. to cook Art’s eggs, I groggily opened the curtains and saw Pumpkin kitty staring in at me. Breakfast time!
Art took time to notice all the azaleas blooming before he left. He is usually so caught up in taxes that he hardly notices spring. He actually had first looked to see if Pumpkin was still on the porch finishing breakfast. He noticed she had done the old Eat and Run routine. Then he noticed the azaleas.
Good Wednesday!! It is 80 degrees here but Friday the high is supposed to reach only 40…see saw weather!
We drove downtown Springs this morning and visited with our dear Miss Bee in the hospital….she is the most gracious lovely saint. She is 91…I goofed thinking her to be a couple years older…how dare I!! She is fragile and will need to go to rehab upon her release but she knows she needs to gain her strength. She had phoned the lady who picks her up to go to church Saturday evening telling her she didn’t feel up to going on Sunday morning. Well Anne her ride to church thought she should stop in to check on her before church. The prompting of the Lord may have saved Bee’s life. The front door was open and Anne found Bee passed out on the floor…ambulance was called and her SIL was called and they got her to the hospital quickly. Thanks be to hearing the prompting of the Lord and following through!
Interesting article Janice thanks for sharing that. Those attending our church are mostly old like us and older than us. Only a couple younger families. Our Pastor is diligent and handles the Word carefully and faithfully. It is the one older elder who took over the singing time who gets under my skin. I just don’t believe it to be his calling but he needed something to do!
It’s late and probably most people won’t see this, but I wasn’t home much in daytime hours and expect to be gone a good portion of the day tomorrow, so I’ll post it and maybe tomorrow someone can direct anyone who is interested in owls to read today’s thread. 🙂
For the last five weeks I have been watching a nest of great horned owls. Someone told me about it when I was walking a different part of the trail and I went looking for it. The nest is visible from the trail and over time more and more people have learned about it, so in the evenings (when they get active and when the parent eventually flies to the nest) there are sometimes 10-12 people there, many of us the same people over and over.
Two owlets have been in the nest. Owls don’t build their own nests; they claim one from last year before hawks start nesting, and what hawk is going to argue with their choice? And the babies tend to leave the nest before they can fly, sometimes by a method calling “branching,” which means walking out of the nest and walking around the branches, maybe gliding from one to another.
They also sometimes get too close to the edge, and maybe a bit too rambunctious in flapping their wings, and they fall out of the nest. But birds are lighter than mammals and aerodynamic, so they are likely to survive the fall. And God gave them strong talons and good balance, and so they walk around the forest floor until they find a leaning tree and they climb it. This process happened last night and today for one of the owlets. I saw (and heard) it fall with sticks from the nest in its talons; apparently the debris caught onto trees on the way down, since it fell in stages, falling a few feet and then a few more feet until it went all the 50-60 feet to the ground. Someone observing said he saw it on the ground and saw it pop its head up. It was dark enough I couldn’t see much and needed to get home, so I left.
This morning it was on two branches that came together maybe eight feet off the ground to form an inverted V. I drove to the park several times today (it’s just a mile from my home, so I went before and after Bible study and later for a walk with my husband) and tonight I went to watch and photograph. The owlet had moved, and it was a while before anyone saw it, but it was higher up a leaning tree.
Toward dusk one or two people saw it fly “a meter or two,” and it ended up on exactly the same place where it spent most of the day today, so it must have liked that location. I saw the parent go to the nest, but didn’t see it go to the juvenile–it probably waited till after dark to avoid alerting us to its presence if we hadn’t seen it. 🙂
I’ve seen a few owls through the years, even great horned owls occasionally, but I’ve never seen an owl nest. (I did see juvenile screech owls with their mother once, but not in a nest.) It has been really thrilling to watch, and fun to get photos.
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Sweet shot! I love azaleas and rhododendron! The azaleas were a beautiful part of spring in Nashville while I lived there–until the year we had a hard freeze at just the wrong part of the season and it killed 80-90% of them. I only lived there another year or two, and they hadn’t been replanted by the time I left, but I’ve always hoped that over time most have been since then!
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We have 56 degrees predicted for today. As someone put it, it is the season for the wrong jacket. It seems whatever you choose is too warm or too cold. I am not complaining, however, just observing. I live this throughout the year, since we go to assisted living places. Those can be too warm, but if you stop at a restaurant those can be too cool. Layers help, of course.
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Good morning. I think it’s supposed to be in the 80s today and back down to 50s on Friday.
Work tonight. Trey went with Miguel to Las Cruces to see his mom. She went on hospice in January. His sister takes such good care of her, that she will probably outlive us all.
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Good morning. When I went to the kitchen a little after 7 a.m. to cook Art’s eggs, I groggily opened the curtains and saw Pumpkin kitty staring in at me. Breakfast time!
Art took time to notice all the azaleas blooming before he left. He is usually so caught up in taxes that he hardly notices spring. He actually had first looked to see if Pumpkin was still on the porch finishing breakfast. He noticed she had done the old Eat and Run routine. Then he noticed the azaleas.
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This article reminded me of what you said about your church, NJ.
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https://www.baptistpress.com/resource-library/news/first-person-apathy-the-quiet-crisis-in-todays-church/
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Good Wednesday!! It is 80 degrees here but Friday the high is supposed to reach only 40…see saw weather!
We drove downtown Springs this morning and visited with our dear Miss Bee in the hospital….she is the most gracious lovely saint. She is 91…I goofed thinking her to be a couple years older…how dare I!! She is fragile and will need to go to rehab upon her release but she knows she needs to gain her strength. She had phoned the lady who picks her up to go to church Saturday evening telling her she didn’t feel up to going on Sunday morning. Well Anne her ride to church thought she should stop in to check on her before church. The prompting of the Lord may have saved Bee’s life. The front door was open and Anne found Bee passed out on the floor…ambulance was called and her SIL was called and they got her to the hospital quickly. Thanks be to hearing the prompting of the Lord and following through!
Interesting article Janice thanks for sharing that. Those attending our church are mostly old like us and older than us. Only a couple younger families. Our Pastor is diligent and handles the Word carefully and faithfully. It is the one older elder who took over the singing time who gets under my skin. I just don’t believe it to be his calling but he needed something to do!
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I wish it could be a better situation for your congregation, NJ. I would be tempted to sit out the worship prat of the service, too.
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We were just below a record for the high on this date. It was lovely to be in a lighter jacket. Tomorrow we will be in the 30’s again.
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It’s late and probably most people won’t see this, but I wasn’t home much in daytime hours and expect to be gone a good portion of the day tomorrow, so I’ll post it and maybe tomorrow someone can direct anyone who is interested in owls to read today’s thread. 🙂
For the last five weeks I have been watching a nest of great horned owls. Someone told me about it when I was walking a different part of the trail and I went looking for it. The nest is visible from the trail and over time more and more people have learned about it, so in the evenings (when they get active and when the parent eventually flies to the nest) there are sometimes 10-12 people there, many of us the same people over and over.
Two owlets have been in the nest. Owls don’t build their own nests; they claim one from last year before hawks start nesting, and what hawk is going to argue with their choice? And the babies tend to leave the nest before they can fly, sometimes by a method calling “branching,” which means walking out of the nest and walking around the branches, maybe gliding from one to another.
They also sometimes get too close to the edge, and maybe a bit too rambunctious in flapping their wings, and they fall out of the nest. But birds are lighter than mammals and aerodynamic, so they are likely to survive the fall. And God gave them strong talons and good balance, and so they walk around the forest floor until they find a leaning tree and they climb it. This process happened last night and today for one of the owlets. I saw (and heard) it fall with sticks from the nest in its talons; apparently the debris caught onto trees on the way down, since it fell in stages, falling a few feet and then a few more feet until it went all the 50-60 feet to the ground. Someone observing said he saw it on the ground and saw it pop its head up. It was dark enough I couldn’t see much and needed to get home, so I left.
This morning it was on two branches that came together maybe eight feet off the ground to form an inverted V. I drove to the park several times today (it’s just a mile from my home, so I went before and after Bible study and later for a walk with my husband) and tonight I went to watch and photograph. The owlet had moved, and it was a while before anyone saw it, but it was higher up a leaning tree.
Toward dusk one or two people saw it fly “a meter or two,” and it ended up on exactly the same place where it spent most of the day today, so it must have liked that location. I saw the parent go to the nest, but didn’t see it go to the juvenile–it probably waited till after dark to avoid alerting us to its presence if we hadn’t seen it. 🙂
I’ve seen a few owls through the years, even great horned owls occasionally, but I’ve never seen an owl nest. (I did see juvenile screech owls with their mother once, but not in a nest.) It has been really thrilling to watch, and fun to get photos.
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