It's a Carrot!

Today was a day for potential pictures that just didn't come to pass. At Spring Lake, a toddler in bright pink shoes, and polka dot trousers was moving right along with that side-to-side rolling toddler gait next to her mother who was pushing abeautifully tricked out (empty) stroller. When she spotted Ozzie with his two sticks in his mouth, the toddler came to a complete stop, fascinated. She was still standing, transfixed, long after we had passed. When we passed them again at the end of the circuit, the toddler was sound asleep in her stroller. Kudos to her mother, who respected her erratic pace, her interest in what was around her, and who spoke to her, instead of into a cell phone, as I so often see….

Just as I was going outside to photograph our new table, the garden guys came with their movers and blowers, so I retreated inside with only a couple of images, neither of which did anything for me or for the table! My conclusion was that it needed people around it, putting it to the use for which it was intended--drinking wine!

The young man mowing our steep, half dead front lawn, caught my attention next. Wearing a bright red baseball cap sideways, he positively sprinted up and down the hill with the lawnmower. (They usually go back and forth.) I loved his energy, and his panache, but didn't think a still photo would do him justice.

The birds are eating a cake of suet (insect flavored!) and a large feeder full of seed a day as they fatten themselves up for the winter. OilMan has filled the birdbath with sunflower heads instead of water, which attract our resident grey squirrel, sparrows and goldfinches. A skunk comes every night and digs around under the bird feeders, flinging aside OilMan's artfully placed, ever larger rocks. OilMan's conclusion is that the skunk in trying to get the the mole that has been digging tunnels under the rocks! All I know is that the whole area is beginning to look like a fortress of rocks, wire mesh and the occasional smoke bomb!

The food chain in action before our eyes. But it won't hold still long enough for me to photograph it. For today, I'll just have to stick to produce from the garden, which is always photogenic….