Aren't I the chatty Cathy lately? Heh.
Speaking of Cathy. I was rather bummed the otherday to find that this particular comic strip was no more in my local paper. Now how am I supposed to find out how my no-waist buddy does with her wedding and marriage? Gah. I never realized how much I just enjoyed reading that strip on the odd occasion as I did now that its gone.
I went for a walk on Sunday, just like I said I would. I was outside, mowing my neighbors lawn, (All 30 square feet of it, heh.)mom was gardening, and I thought. Hrmm. It's sunny, not too hot. Let's go for a walk.
Mom seemed a bit luke-warm at the prospect at first, then I said we should go to the Botanical Gardens and just meander through there.
Once we got to the garden, we wandered, oohed and ahhed, then saw a little 2km trail. So, being thoroughly deet'd down, we braved the mosquito trail. And it was absolutely beautiful. Ferns, berries, creek, and lots of young, semi-harmless devil's club. Mom didn't deet her back, so the mosquitos jumped right on. I would swat them off. They'd settle back down. Finally, she found a big awkward pine bough that was missing most of its needles, and just kinda swung that back and forth over the back and butt for the rest of the walk.
Yesterday, I had another encounter with the wild. Family friends have a Memorial Day picnic every year. Well, this year we were the first to arrive, so we helped a bit, cleaned off chairs. I sauteed a million garlic cloves. And then Linda, the hostess, showed us how the two local Jays will eat out of her hand. She'd grab a couple almonds, hold out her hand and sure enough, bird in hand. I wanted to try, so in between stirring the cloves, I got myself 4 almonds, held my hand out and spread my fingers wide.
This Blue Jay would look at me, tilt his head then fly at my hand. If I flinched at all he would swerve off last second, but if I stayed calm... he would land. Just a quick land at first, but the last few times he just sat on my hand for almost a minute. It was amazing, his little tiny clawed feet on my index and middle fingers. I could feel the feathers of his belly with the tip of my middle finger.
Eventually, more people started arriving, so the Jays stayed away. But it was still one of the most magical things that has happened to me in a while.
Speaking of Cathy. I was rather bummed the otherday to find that this particular comic strip was no more in my local paper. Now how am I supposed to find out how my no-waist buddy does with her wedding and marriage? Gah. I never realized how much I just enjoyed reading that strip on the odd occasion as I did now that its gone.
I went for a walk on Sunday, just like I said I would. I was outside, mowing my neighbors lawn, (All 30 square feet of it, heh.)mom was gardening, and I thought. Hrmm. It's sunny, not too hot. Let's go for a walk.
Mom seemed a bit luke-warm at the prospect at first, then I said we should go to the Botanical Gardens and just meander through there.
Once we got to the garden, we wandered, oohed and ahhed, then saw a little 2km trail. So, being thoroughly deet'd down, we braved the mosquito trail. And it was absolutely beautiful. Ferns, berries, creek, and lots of young, semi-harmless devil's club. Mom didn't deet her back, so the mosquitos jumped right on. I would swat them off. They'd settle back down. Finally, she found a big awkward pine bough that was missing most of its needles, and just kinda swung that back and forth over the back and butt for the rest of the walk.
Yesterday, I had another encounter with the wild. Family friends have a Memorial Day picnic every year. Well, this year we were the first to arrive, so we helped a bit, cleaned off chairs. I sauteed a million garlic cloves. And then Linda, the hostess, showed us how the two local Jays will eat out of her hand. She'd grab a couple almonds, hold out her hand and sure enough, bird in hand. I wanted to try, so in between stirring the cloves, I got myself 4 almonds, held my hand out and spread my fingers wide.
This Blue Jay would look at me, tilt his head then fly at my hand. If I flinched at all he would swerve off last second, but if I stayed calm... he would land. Just a quick land at first, but the last few times he just sat on my hand for almost a minute. It was amazing, his little tiny clawed feet on my index and middle fingers. I could feel the feathers of his belly with the tip of my middle finger.
Eventually, more people started arriving, so the Jays stayed away. But it was still one of the most magical things that has happened to me in a while.
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