Sunday, June 29, 2008
Weekend with the Grandkids
Thursday, June 26, 2008
How 'Grand' it is!
We are getting closer and closer to having the house as we want it. For the first time in my adult life, my living space reflects more of my partner's personality than my own. Jerry has definite ideas and decorates while I'm not there. (Maybe because sometimes I'll roll my eyes at his ideas.) I'm not real fond of the cowhide on the couch, but heck, he loves it. I'm more of a country and floral kind of gal, but the western theme is OK by me. I feel like we live in a vacation style western lodge. It's fun and unique.
This picture was taken when we first looked at our log house. Wide open spaces and lots of wood.
The same corner now; cowhide on the couch, western theme area rug decorated with 'brands', rodeo and western throw pillows.
The Cowboy Bar. Decorated with Jerry's cowboy pictures and old horse stuff. I will admit that the saddle is mine. It's a real pretty show saddle that I don't use and have kept in the house for a few years now. (So maybe some of the decorating ideas are mine)
This is how Annie looked when I left two weeks ago. The kitties grow too fast. I was amazed at how much they had changed when I saw them last weekend.
Another reason that I am anxious to get home.... The daughter and grandson arrived in California today. The two of them plus two cats, traveled in a rental truck filled with their belongings, across the USA, to start a new life chapter in the West.
I join Cort in jumping with excitement!
AND! Tomorrow Jerry travels 1/2 way to Idaho to meet his son, to pick up his two grand kids for a stay with us in California at our western vacation log lodge. This picture was taken last year on our horse riding vacation in the mountains of Durango. Friends of Jerry's own this cool log cabin camp.
When I married Jerry, my family had heard of him but hadn't met him yet, didn't even know much about him. There was plenty of time, I had planned on a very long engagement, 5 years sounded about right to me. Somehow, we got married 3 weeks after I accepted my engagement ring..... When I called to tell my daughters, this one said something like, "oh cool, um, so do I, like, have any new step-siblings? Can you send pictures of my new family?" Well now she gets to meet her kind of new, step niece and nephew.
I can hardly wait to get home. It is going to be great spending time with our Grand kids this summer.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Baby Fawn - Baby Kittens
This day was ugly, inside and out. I have never experienced more mean, angry, difficult people in one day, ever. I try to be understanding, I try to be a good listener, I try to help the critters.
Today I have definately decided that I want a new career; a trail guide perhaps, for a select small group, traveling to exotic places. Tom Seleck can be my first client.... *sigh* I am probably not really going to be a trail guide for Tom.
I have thought about it tonight, I don't want to be the one creating the grumpy clients. I don't think I was, but by the end of the day I was fed up and grumpy myself. I have a theory though. My guess is, that it is the weather. It is very hot and still. The fires in the foothills and mountains are still burning (hundreds of them from the freaky lightning strikes) The air is palpable. The setting sun is a dull red orb straining to be seen through the murky grey atmosphere. There is no relief. We have to shut ourselves away inside our homes and work places.
I decided to share some sweetness from a few weeks ago.
Not all that begins badly, ends that wasy.
Did you know that new baby fawns were so tiny? The gentle hands belong to a wildlife rescue fella, his heart is with the injured wild animals.
He brought her in a little dog kennel. The fawns struggle less if kept in a confined area, kind of like swaddling a baby. Her little rump had been shaved for surgery a few days before, to repair dog bite wounds. She was found after dogs got her and her momma didn't come back. Wild life rescue picked her up and the doc at this place fixed her up. I just looked at her for a recheck.
Remembering my severe allergic reactions to handling fawns over the winter, I just 'looked' at this one. No hands-on exam needed. After her injuries heal, she will be placed with other orphans and bottle fed in a manner that restricts any human contact with them. The goal is to release them back to the wild, with the ability to fend for themselves and have a healthy distrust of humans.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Squirrel: The rest of the story
Most folks have birds living in their trees.
So far, I am sharing my trees with a family of racoons, a bunch of big bats and a mentally challenged, but cute, little grey squirrel.
And for those of you who suggested otherwise, how could I just let the dog snack on this little cutie?
Monday, June 23, 2008
Queensland Heeler or California Springer?
I witnessed this inter-action recently, laughing at the silly squirrel and dog comedy act.
Up Cort leaps as little grey squirrel (LGS) scurries just far enough down the post to be out of reach.
As good ol' Cort begins his earth bound descent, LGS scampers back up to his perch on the fence post....
...... retreating just out of reach once again as Cort springs back into the air. My goodness Cort, what big, white teeth you have!
This little game went on and on for several minutes, up and down, down and up, back and forth.
I was starting to wonder when LGS was going to get tired of the barking, jumping, obnoxious dog and head off down the street.
LGS stopped the dog in a most unexpected manner.
He leaped off the fence post.... right into my dog's large open mouth.
Shocking me but pleasing the dog, I am sure. I dropped my camera, so have no photo to document the squirrel's suicide leap. I hollered, "DROP IT CORT!" -and he did!- I swear the dog gave me a look that loudly asked, "are you nuts? "
LGS panting, whimpering and limping, slowly climbed up the tree. Out of view and out of reach.
No more 'sicking' dog on squirrels........
Sunday, June 22, 2008
I've been 5 hours away from home all week, working. Due to the price of fuel and the long distance, I had planned not to go home for the weekend. However, I got home-sick, and the temperature was already over 100 F by 10 a.m. , and it was our anniversary. When I called Jerry to let him know I was headed home, he went out and bought fishing licenses. The plan being to head up to a nearby mountain lake for some fly-fishing.
I got home mid afternoon, we packed sandwiches and drinks and headed for the mountains. But not until I had played with the crazy kittens, played with Cort, patted the horses, and wandered about admiring the flowers and gardens. Well, 'admiring' isn't exactly what I did when viewing our vegetable plants.
It was several degrees cooler at home than it was down in the Central Valley where I've been working. And it cooled more as we drove further into the Sierras. We stopped several times and hiked a bit, never did stop to fish though. The drive was just too nice.
Join us on our drive!
And the clouds kept building deeper and darker. In some areas the pavement was dark, wet and steamy from recent showers.
This is the forest just west of the Lake Tahoe Basin. Lots of trails, camping, rivers and lakes in this area. There was NO traffic
We drove off on a small logging road and found a nice clearing for our dinner picnic.
We had each eaten half a sandwich when the rains came down. Finishing dinner in the truck seemed a better choice than braving the rain and gobs of mosquitoes. There was plenty of thunder booming all around.
On the drive back home, we pulled over to enjoy this colorful sunset.
I took a lot of sunset pictures, playing around with different settings and effects; this is one of my favorites.
Did you notice this little detail, to the left of the first sunset? Smoke from a forest fire. We noticed two separate fires on our way home. Jerry has a scanner in his truck so we were listening in on some of the firefighters and helicopter pilots discussions. I had no idea he had a scanner radio..... He has a lot of electronic and phone stuff in that truck. I guess 11 months isn't enough time to know everything about Jerry.
This morning there were news reports of over 400 fires started in northern California from that storm and all of the lightning strikes! We could smell smoke in the morning air when we got up today. No fire threats close to us thankfully.
This afternoon I drove south again and here I am for another week of work.
This area suffered 108 degree temperature while I was gone. Man! That is hot.
Sweet dreams everyone.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Sunday we spent the day at the Expo Center in Sacramento enjoying the Horse Expo. It is a huge event, a fun-filled 3 days for the horse junkie. Jerry went Friday night, Saturday and Sunday. He bought way too much stuff. He likes to shop much more than I do. He did get good stuff though. Sunday we picked out two large framed prints for walls in the house that needed pictures.
I spent my day off yesterday, organizing the master closet. It is done. It is good. I don't use color coded hangers, but it is still good. Also did laundry, gardening, house cleaning, etc.
Finally had a chance to bath the beast. The dog has been in the 'dog house'. He took off after a skunk on the property Wednesday night, would not come back to me, and got skunked full force directly in the face. He 'then' came running back to me, whining, squinty eyed, and trying to rub his skunk-stinked body on my jeans. He got in a few rubs before I got in the house. He was banned from the house, until last night after his de-scenting.
The kittens are doing fine. They have a large wire crate to be safe in while we are away from home and to be safe from the wild energy of the dog until they are larger. Cort carries his large rubber Kong toy to their crate and drops it there for them, hoping for playmates. I don't let him play with them yet.
Today was a busy day at work. Nothing exciting, a pleasant day.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Welcome a New Blogger
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Critters: Domestic and Wild
I brought the two kittens home tonight. The orange and white is "Billy (the kid)" and the calico is "Annie (Oakley)". This picture was the last one with their litter mates. They are settling in well here at home. Billy is an adventurer and quite cuddly. Annie is more shy and skittish. Cort met them briefly. I'll keep him away from the kittens until they are more confident and can put up with his excitement.
Jerry climbs up, I don't really like heights and that was pretty high, plus I don't wanna mess with any wild momma critter. Bats were circling him too, we have some big bats. I was worried that if a critter jumped out at him, he would slip, grab the branch and pop out that danged shoulder again. Someone around here has to worry about stuff like that.
Can you see what is down in that hollow trunk? Click on the picture to enlarge it. A big momma raccoon and 2 - 3 baby raccoons. I love that tree, what a perfect nursery. I hope the coon family moves on when they can, that they get tired of the dog harassing them, and I hope that THE EXTERMINATOR doesn't hurt those masked babies.
Monday, June 2, 2008
This is what I stepped on as I walked out the door onto the back porch.
Cort was proud and protective of his 'kill'.
I was showing just a bit too much interest so he took it away.
What a good dog for helping us with the gopher population explosion.
What a mess our property will be as dog exterminates gophers.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Sunday Roping and Gardening
Did I mention that Jerry was worried about not being able to rope when his shoulder dislocated last week? Well he roped. Needing a bit of a break, I reined into the center of the arena to join Jerry chatting with the arena owner. Jerry laughingly says to me, "hey I just had one of those hot flashes like you always have." Huh??? I'm thinking I heard wrong, but then I noticed his cowboy shirt is drenched with sweat. And he LAUGHS as he tells me that while roping, his shoulder just popped out of it's socket and then back again. He says he got really queasy and almost passed out, but just got sweaty instead. I married a freak folks. Because later he takes his turn at chasing and trying to rope wild roping live steers.
Not me, I roped only a tame mechanical steer. We made it home safely. Rinsed off the tired sweaty horses. Jerry cooked dinner. And now we are settling down for the night. The weekend went by way too fast.
I took garden pictures to share. Our vegetable garden is truly pathetic. Very little of the seed we sowed has germinated. I was hoping to avoid pesticides but we have bugs. I hate poisons but we have gophers. Lots of gophers and they have now discovered the garden.
No carrots came up, no beets came up.
We have plenty of cucumber plants now. I'm supposed to thin them to one per spot, but I cannot.
There are three tomato plants and they look better than anything else. I planted romas, better boys, and cherry tomatoes.
This is a very lonely little lettuce. I planted two rows with two types of lettuce. This is it, one...
We have bean plants coming up beautifully, they are feeding the bugs. I can't see any bugs, I don't see any grasshoppers, but those leaves sure looked snacked on to me.
In the past week I have visited friends with marvelous green thriving gardens. I am envious.
One recommended spraying the plants with a mixture of water, dish soap and vinegar. I'll try it tomorrow, if that doesn't work, I am declaring war and will use insecticides.
It sure doesn't look like I'll have to learn how to can excess vegetables this year.
Thanks for all the expressed concern for Jerry's shoulder. He is feeling fine most of the time and hasn't slow down at all (such a surprise) . He has not been able to schedule an earlier appt. with his physician, so won't know when he will get an MRI scheduled.
Amy didn't get the job here in California. She continues the search. I know she will eventually get her ideal position in the ideal place for her and Tristan. But I still hope that that place is not far from here. I plot of awful awful things, such as buying Tristan a horse and telling him it's here waiting for him..........
I have decided to adopt the two kittens. Jerry saw them and also thought that I 'needed' them. I loved the idea of cowboy type names. They are being called 'Annie' (as in Oakley) and 'Billy' (the Kid). They live at a technician's home and will be ready to come home with me next week.
That's all I can think of right now. It is way past my bedtime. Good night and Happy Trails.