Another sunrise, and a really pretty one, with the sky to the west all in shades of coral and turquoise and mauve. When I walked around to the front of the cottage, the view upriver was spectacular, a great swath of salmon-pink that seemed to arch over the water above the leaning sycamores.
"Don't you get tired of living out here with the same old boring view?" a city-dwelling visitor once asked.No, I don't…because no two days are ever the same. There's always a new sky, new colors, new pattern, new light. Each morning dawns differently. Each day unfolds in its own unique manner, special because it happens only once and will never be repeated.
Now the dawn colors are gone, replaced by golden sunlight which varnishes the tops of the sycamores on the island across from the cottage and sets the feathery crest of the pileated woodpecker yammering and hammering his way up the corner hackberry to glowing fiery red.
I'm battered and aching in pain from another all-day session of wood-splitting yesterday—but I'm excited, too, because there's a brand new day ahead, and I have a first-class view!
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16 comments:
Same old boring view? Definitely sounds like a city person to me!
Guess I'll never understand cafe sitting townies but hen, they have no idea of the joys we enjoy just looking at the natural world around us. My garden is totally overgrown but hey, those hip-high grasses shade the ground and keep the moisture in and my roses bloom regardless.
Thank you for your kind thoughts, I think of you and all that splitting and aching as well.
On top of everything, I have to have a dental surgeon take out an un-saveable molar. With my replaced valves and super-thinned blood, that too will be fun and games. Life is a bit of a challenge but the new season's peaches and cherries have just come in so how can I complain?
Hope Moon-Dog picks up strength quickly and shows greater endurance in his overseer duties.
Happy days . . .
Scott…
Yup, the guy was definitely citified all the way, and absolutely serious in his comment.
I used to think such folks simply needed more exposure and a better understanding of outdoor sights and matters in order to appreciate the astonishing complexity and breathtaking beauty of the natural world. But I've come to believe many are not merely ignorant or oblivious, but hardened and irredeemable—seeing fields and forests, mountains, prairies, bogs and beaches, rivers, lakes, and ocean, as nothing more than rough raw land and resources waiting to be blasted down, bulldozed over, paved, channeled, drained, or in some other manner "improved" upon, in order to make room for another place for them go seeking the artificial pleasures of the latest flashy toys, or waste endless hours nattering with their like-minded friends while shopping for more things they don't need.
Bu, hey, at least I'm not becoming cynical.
Arija…
Well, I have interrupted my log-splitting to rip up the bathroom floor for a redo thanks to a leaky toilet seal. Frankly, I'd much rather be splitting and stacking wood! Trust me, if I had the money, I'd hire a plumber and be glad to give him whatever bucks necessary. This is already not fun.
Anticoagulants are one of those life-saving drugs which come with their own set of challenges. But you'll do fine—I believe that. Just set your sights on the unfolding season.
Like you, I have a yard that is more often unkempt than manicured…and I don't give a whit what anyone thinks. Nature is pretty scruffy around the edges. Which doesn't make a rose in bloom any less beautiful.
Moon-the-Dog is looking and acting better every day. Yesterday she repeatedly tried to sneak off up the hill to visit various neighbors—an encouraging and welcome sign, albeit sort of exasperating when she managed to escape and had to be herded back home.
Take care…
Only a city dweller could ask a silly question like that Grizz. What a wonderful view.
Not only beats the alternative, but WINS it hands down!!!!
New picture of my favorite bird? It's a stunning view, not matter when you took it!
I trust Moon-the-dog continues her recovery? Hope it continues to be smooth sailing for her... ;-)
Weaver…
That's my opinion, too—of course my idea of torment is a huge, busy city of concrete and steel and glass, jammed with surly, rushing people, deafening with traffic, polluted by filth and smog.
I'll take peace and quiet and countryside any time.
Giggles…
I agree. No contest!
The pileateds are starting to come around more since most of the leaves are down. Don't know why, except I've just restarted the suet blocks, which they (along with the coons!) adore. Free eats is a big temptation, apparently. I'll do better than this shot, for sure.
Moon continues to improve.
(HEY! Just looked up and there's a pair of pileateds on the suet blog as I write…so maybe a better shot momentarily!)
Beautiful colours, dont want to live in a city, give me the change living in the country gives me.Drizzled on me early this morning checking the mares.
HEY GRIZZ - these photos are exquisite, really breath taking. I have been w/out power due to the big storm here, please see my last post.
And the project I wrote to you about? It is on my Facebook page and I will be posting about it soon. I hope you go and see it. How is Moon? I think of her daily.
Rest your bones
Love to you
Gail
peace.....
Sweet. I'll await "better" pictures!
Penny…
Every day is different when you live out, close to nature, weather, and the seasons. And I really delight in the change.
A nice day here. Rain for tomorrow. (Of course I was inside, pulling up bathroom floor, moping and drying everything out, then replacing the toilet's leaky seal and resetting. Just got done. A fun 16 hr. day.)
Gail…
I've worried about you with all the ice and snow and power outages. I'll have a look at Facebook as soon as I can, probably tomorrow a.m. I still have to shower and finish bathroom cleanup.
Moon is doing really well.
Take care…
Giggles…
Got one good shot, at least. It'll be up to you whether it's better than the one today. Couldn't believe it when I looked and saw them on the feeder, though. Who wudda thunk…?
Griz: only someone with little imagination and fewer powers of observation could possible ever say "same old boring view."
I love your pileated woodpecker photo. It's much better than any of my attempts to snag a good photo of this bird.
Carolyn H…
I try and be pretty open minded about some things…to each his own, different strokes for different folks, etc. But for the life of me I can't understand why there are people who actually enjoy being jammed like so many bacterium in a petri dish into a big city—and I especially don't get how they can possibly find nature and the natural world boring.
Buy, hey, I don't understand how anyone can fail to adore dark chocolate, either.
I have some pretty good opportunities to make a great pileated shot. In the past, my biggest hangup has been lack of a long enough lens. That was rectified somewhat with a used 70-300mm I purchased earlier this year. So this round of fall/winter bird pix ought to be better…of course we're still talking pileateds here, which means they're not going to be pushovers.
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