Late this afternoon, when the sun was sinking behind the mountains, Tango and I headed out in the van for a walk and nest hunt. When the trees are in leaf, the nests are invisible. Eagles are supposed to nest in this area, so I wonder if any of the nests were theirs this past…
I continue to read and listen to John Muir’s books. Although he sometimes lingers too long describing rock formations or reciting scientific names of the wildlife and flowers, when he focuses on his adventures in the wilderness, especially his interactions with others, I am captivated. I also enjoy reading about his nature-based spirituality. Muir found…
The last few days I have been keeping vigil at the hospital–a beloved parishioner has been wavering on the threshold. His large and wonderful family took over the back hallway and we waited, only to watch him revive a few days later. I know he doesn’t want to leave his wife and the rest of…
Back at home, life returns to normal. As always after a storm, the sun shines a bright white light and the sky reflects a clear blue. Melting snow drips through the downspouts. Eurasian Doves wrangle with leaves and twigs beneath the snow, looking for a tasty tidbit. A few Sparrows return from their storm shelters…
Well, I arrived in Cheyenne before the storm. By bedtime the snow fell lightly, in the morning the PT was covered, and temps sunk to 9 degrees! I did a bit of “slip sliding away” while driving today, but nothing serious. I checked the highway cams along I-25 back to Wheatland, and the roads were…
Tango and I packed up for our trip to Cheyenne, ahead of the frigid, snowy storm that hits later tonight. It was a balmy 56 degrees in Wheatland when we packed up, definately convertible weather in Wyoming. Related articles Tumbleweeds take over Wyoming home (fox2now.com)
I tune into the Weather Channel and leave it on low while I putter around the house. Even with the volume down, I can hear the excitement in their voices as the announcers talk about the big blast of arctic air that descends on us this evening. The announcers get me excited, eager, even anxious…
Every winter we experience a few episodes of extremely cold weather. The first is due on Thurdsay, when night time lows may reach 1 degree or less in Cheyenne. I don’t know why the people of Canada send us this arctic air since we are supposed to be such good neighors. Perhaps they just get tired…
We have Eurasian Doves throughout town, and a few pairs live in my yard all year. They especially enjoy perching on the church roof and bell tower. Doves adorning the church seems so appropriate, so biblical. I throw bird seed on the ground near the bell tower since the doves rarely access a bird feeder.…
Winter officially begins December 21, 12:11 PM, on the winter solstice. Baaaaahhh! Winter has its own agenda and timeline, and those of us who live in winter climates can tell you winter is already here. The winds are roaring, morning temps are often in the 20s and a light snow lingers in the shady areas…