Starlight Starbright...

 Did you ever sing that little diddy as a kid?

Starlight starbright
the first star I see tonight
I wish I may 
I wish I might
Have the wish
I wish tonight...

I got an Aurora Borealis alert on my phone that said I had a 20% chance of seeing the Northern Lights last night. I knew with the overcast sky that seeing anything would be slim to none.

But I decided to walk up to the meadow the other night after putting hubby to bed and do some sky gazing.

I didn't see the Aurora, but I was surprised by Fireflies flitting through the warm air current in the meadow. The sky was overcast and the Fireflies were just floating around. I used my headlamp to light up the grass in front of me a bit.

I recorded the songs of Coyotes singing for their evening hunt. It can send chills up your spine no matter how many times you hear it.

This has been another crazy busy week. Monday was quiet. Tuesday was delivery of the hospital bed and re-organizing the room with a visit from the Social Worker.

Wednesday was our mini trip with Steve. I won't bore you with the rest of the schedule. Just enough to say, I was tired most of Thursday so I laid down to read a book and took a cat nap.

I'm looking forward to a quiet Saturday to mow the yard after doing the dump thing. 

Here are some of the candle Ent Dudes I got the other day, the first shot is with Groot, the Christmas Ornament.

I did these shots in my succulent garden. I used a little light inside to light up the glass marble eyes. I use lights in these but not candles as we have oxygen in use at home.

I can see that there are some fun possibilities with these sculptures...

I'm looking forward to a clear night over the weekend so I can get out and enjoy shooting the Milky Way.

Old Friends

I've written about Rich's pal from past years. As life happens people lose touch only to get back in touch again years later.

Just before Christmas we got a call and then a visit from one of Rich's pals he hadn't seen in about 15 years. Our lives and interests had gone in different directions for a bit.

Then Steve showed up to visit. The 'boys' had an incredible time reminiscing about their days with their hound dogs and their crazy adventures while fishing together. 

Seriously, it seemed as if no time had passed and they wondered how their children grew up, got married and made them grandpas.

When Rich had his respiratory failure in February, Steve came as soon as he got the text. Steve is so kind hearted. He visited every day and spent time with him when I had to go home and do chores.

The two guys are like brothers that get along very well.

Steve called me Wednesday morning. The day was a rainy and he wanted to know what was on our schedule. 

Nothing of course.

"Well, let's go for a drive then! If we can't go fishing, we can go for a drive."

And that is what we did.

We headed over to the Mississippi River to check out sites for fishing that would accommodate a wheel chair.

We loaded up hubby and headed out with extra 02. We were going on an adventure.

Steve had thought of many things. He brought a Rollator for extra ease for Rich to get from one place to another if we were able to. He brought extra water for us [I'd packed some along with the meds] and off we went.

We spent a good part of the afternoon stopping at different boat ramps to see if they had places we could fish from. We did end up with a place that looked great with perfect wheel chair access.

Since we were in the small town of DeSoto, I suggested a stop at a place called The Bright Spot. It is a small bar with a separate room for eating. 

We were quite the sight. Steve and I walked along helping Rich manipulate the rollator up a little ramp to the dining area. 

We ordered burgers and fries and enjoyed light conversation. The waitress was fantastic. The restaurant is not fancy but well loved for its food. People come from the bordering states to eat here for this exact reason.

Steve was a great chauffer and pal.

On another odd note [seems I always have odd things happen to me]. Steve's wealthy neighbors who own second weekender homes have Steve mow their lawns and does other maintenance for them.

He helped one neighbor clean out a shed. Steve was having a large Garage Sale where one neighbor asked him to sell a bunch of 'crap' his daughter left behind when she moved away years ago.

Steve worked on helping the fellow clean out this huge shed so he could put his boats in there.

Anyway, I noticed these odd pieces in a photo that Steve showed me, I asked if I could purchase a couple. Steve brought a few of these items over to me. They were priced at $2 a piece at the garage sale.

When I got them, they were pretty dirty. So I washed them gently and found a name inside them.

Jason Christoble 1975 and Matchless Grove Tree with the their ID number and date carved inside. 

Apparently this fellow sculpted these items as candle holders with glass eyes that would light up when a light or candle was inserted. 

Jason Christoble created many 'Tree Ent' sculptures and sold them in the 1970's and 1980's. There is almost no info on this artist on the internet.

However I was intrigued by his work and recognized that some of his 'work' is now classified as Vintage Collectible.

I liked the 'Ents', they fit perfectly with one of my pretty but cheaply made 'face' pots I've had for a while.

Below is an example of one I ordered years ago. He stores my headphones and charger cords for a couple of my devices.

Imagine what I can do with these odd faces with eyes that will glow!

I found some on sale at different places like Etsy, eBay, and others. These items in very good condition and with a signature seem to hold a pretty good price. Below are my Tree Ents lined up in front of some sweet potatoes.

What a surprising and fun day we had. Rich hasn't been out to eat anywhere in more than 5 years. He hasn't left home except for his hospital stays and doctor appointments for about the same amount of time.

He was tired yesterday but happy.

Old friends can be the best.

Monday Monday

Yesterday we took a short excursion into the neighbor's woods. I meant to see how far the loggers had gotten around this section of the forest.

We got part way into the new forest trails and we heard the skidder start up as well as the chain saws. That surprised us as it was Memorial Day.

Maybe not surprising as they'd lost 3 days time last week to heavy rains and rains were now predicted from Tuesday through Thursday.

Charlie and I chose a deer trail to get back to the ridge top. We passed this tree and I had to stop and look it over. I believe from the shape of the tree that it is what we call Musclewood or American Hornbeam.

I've never seen any of these trees this large before as they are very slow growing trees. It made me wonder how old it was.

The trunk was fascinating with ripples and twists in it. Charlie was in no mood with trees falling in the distance to hang around while I took photos. I'll have to go back and find it on my own so I can look up into the canopy and see what kind of leaves this tree has.

I love the shape of it, very unique.

Just before we left the forest, I couldn't resist a bit of fun from my bag of goodies. 

"Wow Hank! Look at those big tracks! Whaddya suppose they're from?"

"Hmmm, dunno. Yah think there might be some really big deer out here?"

As promised to Hubby, I decided to take the day off. I hadn't even put the mower away from the day before. I'd mowed with the zero turn and the little mower ...then spent a while weed whacking some places. 

Since we had no company planned, no visit, no ... nothing. I moved my camper cot outside on the porch and grabbed a book to read.

Charlie and I read, watched birds, watched the clouds float by, and fell asleep.

Tuesday was going to be busy enough. I'd spent Saturday re-arranging and deep cleaning the living room so we could move hubby's current bed into the living room and the hospital bed can be placed in the downstairs bedroom. 

But Monday was reserved for relaxation after chores of course.

This cot is so easy to move that I may do this again. It felt nice to recline and read a book with all the bird chatter around me and the wind whispering through the pine trees above.

Cool wildflower of the day:

Virginia Waterleaf:

Shot with the Lensbaby SOL 22.

One morning walk...

I do love morning walks, although they are more erratic than they used to be as I have my husband's things to attend to before I can go. I don't get to hike out for morning sunrises any more. That was such a huge pleasure for me for many years.

An interesting result of that is I've noticed a tree/bush that I have missed somehow. 

It has the most amazing flowers and wonderful scents in the spring. How it came to be here is a mystery. Probably seeds spread from birds?

The flowers are tiny but profuse and the smell is heavenly. While I was trying to get a good shot of the tiny flowers I kept hearing a noise. I looked around for bees, then recognized the sound.
Humming birds, they were darting in and out of this bush like little bombers.

The best I can figure it to be is the Sweet Olive Bush  Autumn Olive.

 

I searched for other flowering shrubs along the gravel road and found that the Nanny Berry Bush was starting to show blossoms.

I have actually enjoyed following this bush through its phases last year. The hard part was being able to recognize the leaves and shape of the bush which is crowded in among other brush along the ditch on this dead end gravel road.

By September the berries form and are bright red against the green leaves. By fall, the leaves turn read and the berries turn black-purple.

Last September--->

Nanny Berry Bush when the berries turn black.

The Highbush Cranberry bush is slowly opening its flowers. It also is located in the ditch alongside the dead end drive.

Even the grasses are flowering.

And the Dandelions are fading away sending their seeds flying on the lightest of breezes.

A missed sunrise
new surprises...

Dandelion Wishes....

For today...

Mysteries, Yes

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous 
to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing 
 in the mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
 in alliegance with gravity
   while we ourselves dream of rising. 
How two hands touch and bonds will
 never be broken.
How people come, from the delight or the
 scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those
  who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company, always, with those who say 
   "Look!" and laugh in astonishment,
   and bow their heads.

Mary Oliver 
from her book Evidence

Cookie sheets and other stuff....

I'm always searching around for new ideas to use in Photography. I found a Lego photographer on IG that used an old cookie sheet to 'make' a pond for his Legos to go swimming in. He set it in his wife's garden and shot some amazing photos that I swore were shot in a real pond.

My old sheets have been abused and marked up for years. I purchased new nice cookie sheets for the gal that loves to make hubby cookies on her Respite days.

I took the old ones and spray painted them black glossy. I would have preferred flat black, but I didn't have that.

I picked some Lily of the Valley flowers and Bleeding Hearts and stuck them in a tiny vase. I used one cookie sheet for the background. The second sheet was put flat underneath.

This is how the set up looked before I brought out the Lensbaby SOL 22 lens and shot the photo above. I actually was surprised at how much I liked the extra reflections brought about by the glossy paint.

The 3 days of cold rain, I was stuck inside which allowed me to do some indoor work. 

So. Hmmm. What if I tried to make a pond indoors for my toys to play in?

It ended up being easy to 'make' the pond and set it up. Photographing it so their were 'water reflections' was a bit harder.

But....

And of course, with the black background it seems a bit dark...but it worked!!! Now I know I can take this 'pond' out on the porch or into a flower garden to do the same thing.

But just one 'pond' shot is not enough. I had to get Glenda out in her Kayak and see if she'd like a spin through the pond.

I had to dry out the moss afterward, but gosh, it sure was a fun experiment. I could have worked harder with the lighting but I didn't do anything but use what was coming through the windows. 

I like to find the simplest way to photograph my projects. I didn't use the Lensbaby lens for these shots as I wanted most of the scenes clear and concise.

The day before it started to rain Charlie and I took a walk through my favorite forest 'next' door to see what the loggers had been up to.

I won't lie. I actually shed a tear when I saw this.

The loggers take the straight tree trunks and leave the tops lay where they fall. This particular spot is a place where I started my quest for local wildflowers in 2009. At the base of an ancient oak I found my very first Blood Root and the search began for wildflowers from March to first frost that year. All the flowers were photographed on my land or this 600 acres. 

I carefully logged the date and place I found each wild plant and flower. I spent hours studying the Wildflowers of Wisconsin and Great Lakes Region.  I did this without Google Lens and without the internet. 

That was the second year I worked as a Security Officer at an old Nuclear Facility  as it was being decommissioned.

It kept me busy on those overnight shifts and weekends when there was not much traffic in and out of the plant.

I made a photobook with notes for myself at the end of the year. It was one of the most satisfying projects I've ever done. I walked the land surrounding my cottage each day and learned to recognize places by the trees.

And now? My trees [not really my trees] have been taken down and the landscape has changed drastically.

I thought to myself, how can I use this? 

Of course, I can work it into my Princess Sara Saga. After all, most all the photos for this on and off again story occur in this forest.

Remember the Rock Monsters who stole the Magical Dragon Egg and hid it? They were going to open the egg and kill the Legendary baby dragon and steal the magic for themselves.

Princess Sara and the Forest People along with others had been assembling an army to save the Egg ....

Of course the Rock Monsters want to make things harder. So they are blowing up Trees and terrorizing the Forest to ward off Princess Sara's army.

[Well, that's how I imagine things anyway.]

The beauty of the forest may be diminished for now but with all the fallen logs and branches, I imagine new worlds of moss and fungi will grow and be out there to explore.

Even with all of the mess, I was able to find wildflowers blossoming and defying the ruin of the trees.

I'll be home for the Holiday Weekend, we don't generally go anywhere on bit holidays. We'll leave that to everyone else.

Mules and More

Well, I finally have acquired the strength and stamina through working out at the gym to handle my gas weed whacker which can take down weeds in their non woody stage. This section below was infested with Motherwort which the equine won't touch. They have flowers and the stick-ery seeds that are spread by animals bumping into the spines of seeds.

Last year I used a scythe, this year I used my whacker. It took me hours and several breaks to get it down. By the time the fence was fixed and the weeds were down, I was ready to let the gals into this area.

The other half of this paddock is one the girls love to laze about in. A shot from last year....
You can see the roof of our machine shed behind Mica the grey mule.

The noxious weeds were taking over the east side of this paddock and it annoyed me. I knew that eventually the Motherwort would just creep across the grassy area so I'm fighting it.

Motherwort from Invasive Plants of Wisconsin

Here is Sundance watching me from the winter pasture [before I let them into the northern summer meadow].

...and when I first let them into the summer meadow. 

There is always a bit of excitement, but they always settle in quickly.

I still need to trim mule manes, but I'll just have to wait until a good day to get that done. I haven't had the opportunity to ride yet this spring either. I guess that will wait also.

My flower gardens are mostly planted but I have one little section on the west side of the house to do. IF it gets done late, that is okay too.

I stuck with all seeds this year for flowers. I didn't purchase any plants at all. I am using all collected seeds plus a couple of new kinds of flower seeds just to see how they do. 

For this summer I am thinking up some more painting projects for my Captain's Chair I got last year at a rummage sale.

Right now I am figuring out how to move things around and get rid of a few things as we plan on getting a hospital bed for hubby. I may move the full sized bed right into the living room where my cot is currently. 

We are in for a stretch of rainy days which we need and these days will give me some time to rest and recoup from the last week of intense hard work. Perhaps I can even get back to doing some still life photography and toy photography!

I still have to complete my photos from the track meet last Monday night.

Many of the action shots are my favorite, but this one is my favorite favorite.

 

Working outdoors..

Winds, snow, weather, and dead trees caused a few of the dead Ash trees to fall over on the fence in one of my summer paddocks. The location is ideal for hot summer days with lots of shade and breezes for the gals to languish in.

The hardwire fence was intact until this fall and winter, then the trees fell across it and I had to do something about it before letting the mules back in. 

And it was a mess of overgrown tree branches from the other side of the fence. Tree branches rosebushes, and vines. It seemed to be a good time to clean things up a bit.

Justin who lives just at the top of the hill cut all of the trees off the fence. Yesterday I spent the day putting the line fence back up and clipping it to the posts.

But first I used my reciprocal saw to cut back the tangled brush, tree limbs and multiflora rose. I went back with my little electric chain saw and took down the bigger limbs and saplings. I took out the broken insulators and replaced them with ones I already had and restrung the hot wire [electric fence].

Another job done. The mules probably wouldn't have even tried to cross the fence even if it weren't repaired. It has been there all of their lives and they don't look to go beyond it. They might if there was no feed in their small pasture.

But it felt like a great project for a cold day. The only thing I may do yet it weed whack some of the offensive weeds that are along the fence area. I used a shovel and dug over 20 burdock plants and several clumps of motherwort.
 

Part of our west yard is rough and steep. It never got repaired after the house was remodeled and I was going to hire someone to take care of it and grade out the bumps and huge divots that no mower can go through.

Two trees were taken down in this spot last year the excavator dug it up even worse. My thought was to hire him to come back and do a lawn make over. However with the current cuts to things by the government and the uncertain economy, I decided to wait and have an estimate done this fall.

I reverted to my 4 hooved mowers.

First, plant the posts. The soil has dried out again, this took a lot of effort.

Plan how to string the hotwire so that it works out in the other pasture....

String the fence....test the fence.

Open the little gate for access and watch the mowers work.

Mowing problem solved for a few months.

Supply 'bucket' for tight places....

Next job up. Some weed whacking and mowing the yard again....

I set my phone for one hour at a time for this work. Then I check in on the hubby. He also has the key fob to the car and can set off the alarm if he really needs me. Though yesterday he kept pressing it because he thought it was lunch time and I should come and make lunch.

Me...run to the house. "Are you okay??"

Him: Yeah, I'm getting hungry.

Roll of eyes and... then I make him lunch.