Cats and Trails and Garden Tales
Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
Sent Flowers Becoming Spent Flowers
As I was breaking down the beautiful bouquets mom and I received – we had a trying month – and readying them for the compost pile, I couldn’t help but notice that despite being worn they retained their beauty.
The thought was sweet and the scent was too so I’m sharing with Sunday Stills Challenge.
~ Susanne
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Winter Garden Waking Up
Under the shade of the sleepy Douglas Fir,
near the stream
the winter garden is waking up.
~ Susanne
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Unexpected Snow Day and Icy Berries
Just when it looked like spring had arrived, we woke to snow on the ground –
enough to ice my favorite berries.
Sharing with Cee’s Flower of the Day.
~ Susanne
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Looking for Red! A Winter Walk at Coulon Park
It’s been awhile since I went for a walk just for the pure pleasure of it while carrying my camera. So today while the coast was clear I snuck out to Coulon Park looking for red.
All was blue and white over the lake, but I knew there was red to be found.
In the construction crane – the walkway and piers are undergoing renovation.
In the red dogwood lining the banks of the lake.
But mostly in the Coulon Walkers – Phillip Levine’s Interface Statues –
who always dress up for the holidays.
Sharing with Sunday Stills.
~ Susanne
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A Conversation with Tiger and Benji – Over the Hump
“I’m concerned about you Sue,” said Tiger.
“What he said,” chimed in Benji.
“That’s interesting, boys. I’ve been worried about you too! “
“You – worried about us? Why??”
“I had to ignore you! And didn’t know how you’d handle it. But I want you to know we’re on the other side. Things are getting back to normal so you can both relax again.”
“Thanks, Sue. Will do.”
“Starting now,” said Tiger.
Not to be too mysterious but I had an eventful week. Cataract surgery for me – both eyes – planned. Then my mom came to stay for some needed assistance – unplanned. We are both doing better.
Somehow – with my dear husband’s help – there was just enough supply for us to get through – reminding me of a verse – “As thy days, so shall thy strength be.” Deut. 33:25
For that I am thankful.
~ Susanne
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Things are Looking Up!
Making the ordinary, extraordinary.
~ Susanne
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Eagle-Eyed in Port Townsend
On our recent trip to the Olympic Peninsula, I was treated to many eagle sightings, including in Port Townsend, the most charming of the port towns in Washington.
Eagles or not, Port Townsend is fun to visit any time of year, with its waterfront and Victorian architecture. Weather’s good too. Sitting in the rain shadow of the Olympic Mountains, it receives only 19 inches of rain a year compared to Seattle’s 34.
After lunch, I grabbed my camera and walked around town, ending up on the waterfront.
I saw the gulls perched high above, as if on guard duty.
And then I heard their cries and knew why. Do you see it?
Look there on the piling.
While the gulls took turns diving as to drive him off, the eagle couldn’t be bothered to even look up.
While he stayed put despite the noise around him, I stood and watched the show, the eagle sighting once again, the highlight of my day.
That’s all for now.
~ Susanne
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Golden Hour, It’s the Light!
Photography is all about the light, and the best light is arguably during the golden hour, when the sun is low on the horizon just after sunrise, and just before sunset.
So for this week’s Sunday Stills Challenge I went through my archives and picked out some of my favorites where ordinary trees are marvelous soaked in gold,
Yellowstone comes alive in the early morning light,
and Astoria glows just before sunset.
~ Susanne
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Hood Canal, Dosewallips, and Eagles!
A few days away does wonders for the soul and so it was we found ourselves on Hood Canal last week.
We stopped at Dosewallips State Park in Brinnon, next door to where my mom lived for many years. Indeed, all of this scenery was in her own backyard.
We went for a walk along the Dosewallips River, and noticed the nest in the tree high above us.
And a female bald eagle perched in its branches.
We continued on the trail where the Dosewallips River flows into Hood Canal
and on our way back saw another eagle soaring high above, this one, a male.
When we returned, we saw he was now minding the nest.
Yes, it was a rather overcast day.
But this pair of bald eagles more than made up for it.
~ Susanne
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Now Where Did I File That Cat?
B is for Benji! Happy Caturday! 🙂
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