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A New Yard Bird

Birders keep lists. Some keep LOTS of lists – life lists, country lists, state lists, county lists, trip lists, yard lists, etc. I have a not well defined life list and if I ever lose my copy of Sibley, I will lose my life list. But I/we have a yard list. We have a big yard – fifteen acres and we count every kind of bird we see or hear from our ‘yard’. This week, on two morning dog walks, I saw and photographed American Tree Sparrows. They are not a rare bird but I have never seen one in our county, let alone our yard, before this week. They breed in the far north and winter across much of the US. I have seen them in thick shrubs and weedy areas in the winter, generally south of here. Two other birders have seen them in recent weeks here in the valley so maybe there are more of them here this year or maybe we are more observant.

The Last Fall Hike

Winter came early this year. We were lucky to get a hike the day before the snow happened. It was mostly gray and overcast but occasionally the sun gave us a little warmth and then there would be a snow flurry too.

These hills are now covered with one to two feet of snow and we need skis or snowshoes to get around.

Rest in Peace Old Friend

Stella Luna Doodle Bounce

October 7, 2006 – November 9, 2022

Luna was the happiest, friendliest dog I’ve ever known. She never met a person or dog she did not want to get to know. Even those that seemed unfriendly towards her. She was also an independent thinker and sometimes would figure things out for herself. She always wanted to go for a car ride, even as she grew weaker and weaker in recent weeks. It was hard to get out the door and leave her behind. She loved a campout in the forest or at the beach. She loved to meet new people. She really loved a good party! She was always in the middle of it. She was a wonderful big sister to Sky. Luna was alert to the world around her. She rarely growled but if she did, it was time to pay attention. Cougars and bears would make her growl. Cats too. Sixteen years is a long time for a big dog but it’s never enough when we lose our animal family members.

Portrait of a Dog

Sky is used to having her picture made. As a puppy, she learned to sit for the camera from Luna. I have many charming photos of the two of them together. Being a labrador, the promise of a cookie when we are finished is all it takes to get her to sit and stay and be a good girl. We used to do lots of photos of dogs on rocks with both of them and other dogs too. Yesterday, as I looked at this big boulder above the trail, she knew what I was thinking. First she went to the front which is way too high for her and then I said ‘Go round’ as if we were doing agility and she went to the backside and found an easy path to the top. She’s a good dog. And the picture of her on the trail shows just how tall the grass grew with our prolonged spring and early summer rains.

All the Colors

Sky and I had a nice walk in the hills yesterday. I think it was the first hike this year where we did not encounter anyone else. It seemed like such a luxury after all the days of busy trails. Even at midday, the colors were astounding and nothing beats the light this season. There were layers upon layers of color from the various plants and trees and water and sky and distant hills. Oregon grape is notoriously difficult to photograph so I tried the same plant in sunshine and shade. The aspens were all colors of yellow to orange to dried up and brown.

Wind and rain and maybe snow are in the forecast so these days are probably numbered.

I made lots of pictures of Sky too. You will see them soon.