
Happy Father’s Day


Oops. It has been so wet that I have not ventured down to the valley to check the trail cam in two months. There were over 900 pictures on the camera and the batteries were almost dead! There was also a round yellow spider egg sac situated right over the camera lens.

Luckily, the occlusion was deposited only about a week ago, so there were plenty of pictures without a giant fuzzy spot, mostly of raccoons, cats, opossums, and armadillos, with the occasional leg of fox or coyote.



I tried taking a picture of the morning mist as my eldest drove the school run. In situations where I can’t ask the driver to pull over so I can compose a shot, I tend to aim, hope, and take as many frames as I can. The brilliance of digital is that I can then go back and delete anything not worth saving. Sometimes everything in a sequence gets dumped. But never have I seen a ghostly skull in the sky. I had to scroll back, a what? Not a cloud formation, not a ray of light. What is in my photo? I won’t keep you in suspense, this is not that kind of blog. It turns out the “skull” is the reflection of the back of my camera in the car window, with its evenly sized and spaced dual lenses. Still creepy.

I may be a bit obsessed with spinning. My husband sent me an amazing sky picture, and my first thought is that it looked like fiber ready to spin!

Then I found an forest tent caterpillar on my planter (yes, it is a tire), and it looks like it has sheep marching down its back!

Perhaps I should go have a lay down, but first I’ll spin a bit.