Feeling Springier!

Springier? Absolutely! There’s nothing like sunshine and plus temperatures to liven up the environment and me.

Green grass has sprung up and daffodils are trying to open their eyes to the sun and warmer weather. Things are still slow except for the birds that are frantically flying around making friends and finishing off the bird seed.

Since this has been one of the highlights of my year (yes, I am that dull a person). I am posting about the return of my friend Red Bellied Woodpecker, who doesn’t have a red belly (someone needed glasses to give him that name) but does have a red head and almost herringbone pattern on his back and wings. He is such a beautiful little guy that I decided to make a gif of him. Not great but this is my first attempt at making gifs.

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Iceman Cometh

So Spring sprung last weekend. There was some sunshine and warmer weather until the iceman came and boy has he left a mess! Traffic is near zero today on our road but then a tractor trailer was lodged in the ditch yesterday, and it took over an hour to get it out. My poor dog fell on his butt and has been limping cautiously around since. Now all three dogs are asleep, hibernating for when this goes away. The horses are hiding in the run-in until it’s time to go into their stalls and my two chickens took one look out the door and ran back. It seems it isn’t duck weather either as Rocky IV has snuggled into a corner of the barn and refuses to come out.

  

For now I will imagine budding trees and green grass sparkled with sunshine. Maybe I’ll watch an episode of “Death in Paradise”, where I can see them all sweating in the Caribbean heat and try to believe I’m glad I’m in a cooler place. Not! Snow I can handle but having to wear studs on my boots so I can make it to the barn is too much for me. I know good weather will get here so for now what to do with all of this ice?  The only thing I can think of is daquaris. Perhaps it’s Hawaiian theme party time? But no one can get here-sniff!

  

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When You’re Stuck with No Vehicle

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Last weekend the truck almost died, we managed to get it to the Emergency Mechanics and had to wait and see if the news would be dire. The first few days were okay but when you are stuck out in the middle of no where without a vehicle and the nearest neighbour being a kilometre walk away, you start to get a little stir crazy. That’s when I decided I needed to visit my little friends.

You know them from the last post, my regular visitors that help entertain me. Well, they did that again. So here is the photo shoot we had together. As you can see they were very obliging, although Downey Woodpecker was a little shy and would only peek around the tree no matter how many times I tried to capture him circling it.

Nature has a wonderful way of cheering us up when we’re missing our favourite class, appointments and just getting to be with people.

Thank you my feathered friends!

First photo – White Breasted Nuthatch

Second photo – Downey Woodpecker

Third photo – Chickadee

Fourth photo – Chickadees

 

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Morning Visitors

It is heart warming sipping coffee and watching lots of little visitors in your back yard, finding their morning breakfast. We have a flock of these guys and I’m not sure what they are. I have looked them up in bird books and on-line but to no avail. If anyone knows, make a comment. Cheers!

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We have five pairs of Blue Jays, these guys have to be the noisiest birds I’ve heard so far. I am impressed at the extensive calls they have, some of them sounds like computer notifications. Does that mean the notification sounds were originally Blue Jay calls?

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Here’s a quote for the day.

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Dank Basements Statues and Creepy Stuff

Since I’ve been in a dark place lately I thought rather than add more grey clouds to the winter weather I would post a piece that I wrote for the writing group I’m in. Each of us provided a word and off we went to write a piece using all of them. Here’s my contribution, a somewhat over used theme but I managed to integrate all of the words in there. The seven words are written above the essay.

  

MUSEUM – FLOWING – CRYSTALS – CHAINS – SYSTEMIC – DEATH – PSYCHEDELIC

Amy wandered through the dank basement of Caruther’s Museum. The lighting was dim. One light flickered on and off, the bulb almost expired, much like some of the contents in the room. She let her gaze hover to it for a moment feeling unsettled and quickly pulled back to search for the sarcophagus of Prince Ramunkam. It contained two large crystals embedded into the eyes of his face. The curator called them the mind’s eyes. A smell of embalming fluid swamped her senses and she almost gagged.

Through the feeble light she could see the sarcophagus. It was central to many of the other objects that had been haphazardly placed around it; statues that had watched over the prince for years. His belonging were chests, a chariot, jewelry, daggers, a hunting spear, maybe the one he’d taken on the hunt the day he broke his ankle. Research showed his death had been from systemic blood infection causing sepsis. It was shocking to think a broken ankle plus malaria had been enough to bring the burly youth down. The DNA tests proved he’d suffered from malaria several times, the final bout had killed him.

Fingering the small camera in her pocket she worked her way through the statues. One thing she didn’t like about being a co-op student was being given tasks like this. Being sent to the dungeon, as she referred to the basement, to photograph relics for the records was the job she hated most.

As she moved closer to the sarcophagus she noticed the smell become stronger. It made her cringe to think his organs sat in the jars in the chests around him. Looking about her she noticed some of the daggers had been scattered, she was curious as to why someone would throw them to the ground. It wasn’t her business; all she had to do was take pictures making sure she had a good view of the crystals and she could leave.

Her footsteps rang through the silent room. She had a sudden ripple of hairs move on her neck as if a cold draught had wavered through. Suddenly she was stumbling forward. Reaching her hands out to save herself one hand fell upon a jutting spear. It shouldn’t have been there. Her other hand fell to the floor leaving her body half suspended in agony in a crucifixion pose. She screamed at the searing pain that pulsed from her hand, sending shockwaves through her senses. Her knee dropped and she pushed herself from it to pull her hand off the weapon that had caught her. Letting out a crippling cry it echoed off the walls of the room. Startlingly, a low laugh followed. She was delusional from the pain. Warm blood was flowing from her previously impaled palm spilling like a waterfall and splashing upon the cold concrete beneath her feet.

The smell of embalming fluid was stronger, the stench causing her stomach to roil and she gave a dry heave. Clasping her bleeding hand she turned slowly. Her steps went no further, before her stood Ramunkam. The once five foot eleven body had shrunken to a height that matched her own as she looked at him head on. Her dry mouth wanted to scream but couldn’t. The horror she felt ran through her body causing uncontrollable trembling. Staring into Ramunkam’s eye sockets she saw the two glittering crystals. Flickering incandescent light bounced off them giving psychedelic strobes from the facets.

The shrivelled hand grabbed hers, covering her bleeding palm. She tried to pull away but there was a force stopping her from moving. She felt her energy draining and with shock looked down to see the grey flesh of Ramunkam’s hand plumping to form fingers once more. Her blood was no longer dripping to the floor it was travelling into Ramunkam.

Her vision was starting to blur when she heard footsteps and saw the chains drop onto Ramunkam’s chest and pull tight. His hand didn’t release its grip. His arm was now fully formed as was his chest, his opposite bicep starting to bulge. A roar of anger ripped through the room as the chains squeezed his body. She was beginning to fall but the newly formed hand of Ramunkam did not let her go. She knew as her legs buckled and the light faded that he still kept her hand suspended, sucking her life force away.

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Cafe Crawlers I will miss you guys, you were a great inspiration!

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Happy Happy Happy New Year!

Just because I want you all to have the happiest of years for 2016 and I love the word happy.

  
Let’s remember why we use the word happy.

     Thank you Brainy Quote for posting these quotes on your website.

QUOTES:

The most important thing is to enjoy your life – to be happy – it’s all that matters. Audrey Hepburn

I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles. Audrey Hepburn

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Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking. Marcus Aurelius

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I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition. Martha Washington

The purpose of our lives is to be happy. Dalai Lama

Be happy with what you have and are, be generous with both, and you won’t have to hunt for happiness. William E. Gladstone

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Your success and happiness lies in you. Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulties. Helen Keller

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Happy is the man who finds a true friend, and far happier is he who finds that true friend in his wife. Franz Schubert

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People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy. Anton Chekhov

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It’s easy to impress me. I don’t need a fancy party to be happy. Just good friends, good food, and good laughs. I’m happy. I’m satisfied. I’m content. Maria Sharapova

Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement. Golda Meir

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To add to these wonderful comments from greatly admired people I will add my own few words:

Happiness is being joyful that those we love are happy and want to share their happiness with you. Krystyna Faroe

Thank you to everyone that made my holiday season so wonderful!

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Outrageous Excuse?

The winter holiday season is a time of parties and late nights. It is also a time for outrageous excuses for being late to work.

Here is a youth’s excuse for being an hour late for work. Way to go Josh!

  
JOSH’S EXCUSE

I was on time but…when I get to the elevator it’s out of service. The other elevator doesn’t come so I walk down ten flights of stairs. When I get to the apartment front doors it’s blocked with a piano, not just a piano, a grand piano. It’s wedged in like a crooked smile with two guys outside taking a smoke break and a guy inside arguing on his cell phone.

“I need to get out bro.” I tell him. He gives me a look that I know isn’t “have a nice day.”

I make my way to the back entrance and up the delivery ramp to find a truck stuck at the top. The driver’s taken out the height bar, it’s laid in bits on top and there’s barely four inches on either side. No way I can fit through. The superintendent’s ranting at him, the driver gets a few words in about doing his job and moving a family’s belongings. They don’t notice me when I climb onto the hood and crawl over the splintered wood. I slide down the back of the truck, grazing my knee. I’ll show you if you want. No? Okay.

I might have stood a chance of getting here fifteen minutes late if it hadn’t been for the incident on the bus. Yeah! No kidding. All the guy was doing was singing a rap song but the driver didn’t like it and told him to get off. But the kid wouldn’t so he pulls to the curb and grabs him. That’s when the scuffle started. We all just watched. Well, until a little old lady got involved and said the driver shouldn’t pick on kids and started whacking him with her purse. That was kinda funny really. The older dude didn’t know what to do then. In the end everyone sat back down and the bus got going.

I know. That wouldn’t take an hour. It was when I got off the bus all hell broke loose. I was suddenly grabbed by a big dude who pulls out a gun and starts dragging me backwards. It was fracking scary. I didn’t know what was going on. There’s all of these FBI guys around. Okay, I know we’re not in the States but, whatever. Our law dudes then. I didn’t know what to do, it’s crazy. There’s screaming and yelling and the law dudes are telling him to drop his weapon. No shit! I’m dragged into some building. People are scattering, it’s like being in a Bourne movie, only Matt Damon is cooler than this guy. He pulls me into the elevator and I notice we’re going to the roof.

You won’t believe what was up there. Yeah! Right on! A helicopter. No, really! It’s whirring away with ear splitting revolving propellers. He drops me to the floor and yells that I stay there and not move. Then he leaps into the helicopter. Meanwhile law dudes arrive and bullets are flying everywhere. I cover my ears and hope I don’t get hit.

Then law dudes pull me up and start asking a zillion questions. Like I know what’s going on? They drill me for ages until finally they let me go with a warning not to hang out with bad guys. I mean, what the hell was that about?

I’m shaken but determined to get to work, because my jobs important to me and I know you’re relying on me, so here I am. There isn’t anything short of a zombie apocalypse gonna stop me getting into work.

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