Life in the Slow Lane

75 today! Woo-hoo, yippie-ki-a. Sunshine is such a premium up here lately. I see folks in town sitting outside the coffee shops and cafes, all drinking in the sunshine.

This is the view from the wood bridge looking downstream towards the river junction. There are so many different colors of green up here - ferns, mosses, trees, vines. The creek is clearing out the silt nicely and is becoming clear again. Most of the time, it is so clear I can see clear to the bottom. It reminds me of an aptly named creek I would swim at when I was a child named Clear Creek.

The brazen-hussy squirrels are back and are trying to figure out how to get into my squirrel proof bird feeder. Each year, a new generation tests it out. The jays and chickadees are my most common visitors. So far, my hummingbird feeder hasn't had any visitors (that I've seen).

Bailey the cat sits patiently outside near the bird feeder, hoping for either bird or squirrel. She tries hiding behind a potted plant at the corner of the rock chimney, hoping to go undetected. She really wants to catch something, anything, but has had no luck that I am aware of.

The puppies are napping on the deck, warming in the sun, dreaming dog dreams, living the good life. Goldie, by the way, barks softly when she sleeps. Dog version of talking in one's sleep?

Now the maples are out of flower and are in full leaf, the buckeyes and wisteria should not be far away. I have my first peony bud, it is small but I have hope.