With another high dew-point day, I think this hog has the right ideal. I spent many summers as a kid drinking off the end of a hose and spraying each other except the cold well water was a shock at first.
Cool Hog
Another hot, sticky day is on tap and it has me thinking of a cool winter moonlit walk. But when it’s winter, I would be thinking of spring flowers.
But I might need a cold winter day to cool my temper after the bad behavior of both my cats this morning. They might find themselves permanently outside, even when it’s -40.
A Frosty Winter Walk
When I was taking pictures of the purple bee balm, a hummingbird clearwing moth appeared briefly. They move rather quickly so it is hard to get a shot of them. I have lots of shots with the flower only as they darted away as I pressed the button.
The Hummingbird Clearwing, is a moth of the Sphingidae family but you first might think it is a hummingbird by its flight patterns as it hovers, sipping nectar from the flowers a few seconds before finding a new flower.
Hummingbird Clearwing
I only grabbed a couple of sunset shots last night since my boy (cat) was with me and he wanted to play on the road. Although it was a nice sunset, I don’t think its beauty last night was enough to erase my kids presents this morning as the boy threw up in my chair and my sweet Tippy pooped in the sink again.
July Sunset
This morning I found my old maple tree on the ground. It had weathered a lightning strike, wind storms but finally succumbed to the forces of nature and the beautiful maple is no more. It will no longer wave its bright colored leaves in the fall for the sun to see. Instead it will slowly decay back into the soil but hopefully some of last year’s seeds survived and a new maple will takes it’s place.
Autumn Maple Leaves
I had a new visitor show up at my place, a cute baby little red squirrel. I have had gray, black and even white ones for a few years but this is the first red one. And he has such a high squeaking chatter compared to the other squirrels that I was able to find him the next day by following the different noise.
He sure is a cute little critter and about the same size as a chipmunk. I thought it was a chipmunk at first running up the side of a tree until I saw the bigger tail.
As kids, we would pick this grass and try to tickle each other with it (and that’s reason we always called it tickle grass). And while it’s pretty to look at, especially a full field waving in the wind, this foxtail barley grass is not a grass farmers and ranchers want to see in their pastures and fields. Foxtail barley grass has sharply-barbed awns that can cause sores at the nose, eyes, and mouth of livestock.
Foxtail Barley Grass