Showing posts with label beaver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beaver. Show all posts

Wednesday, 22 April 2020

Woodstock

Dogwood vs Sherwood - the dialogue continues


I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road



I'm going to camp out on the land



I'm going to try an' get my soul free
I'm going to tri-sect my soul









Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog








And I dreamed I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into













And we've got to get ourselves
 Back to the garden 





Joni Mitchell 1970 

 

Monday, 20 April 2020

Dogwood versus Sherwood

I must confess - I do not know trees. And I am ignorant about just about everything else. Sometimes I even know I don't know.

So this afternoon Mr Beaver and I had quite a conversation about the nutritional merits of various trees including Dogwood





and Alders




No trees





And the presence of Sherwood


The conversation was amicable. It was continued - maybe in another blog.

WOB

Monday, 25 June 2018

Busy as a Beaver

I have been sooo busy. The intro is from Tuesday June 12.





Some rest for the ...



Then back to work  -




Must tell you about the work I did yesterday  ...   Maybe later?

W O B

Wednesday, 4 April 2018

The Snowbirds returned last night ...

I look forward to every season - change brings adventure. And surprises, although last night was not really a surprise even if I did not know what to expect, i.e., what the surprise might be. The Orillia Naturalists headed down Woodlawn which is always a great place. Then there were cries of "otter" but I think it otter to have been "beaver", for there were at least 2 visible at the same time.

Donald, I know, took several photos much better than mine. Then there was a shout as a Great Blue Heron flew into view for a moment. I scrambled for what I thought would be a one-timer. Surprise, there were at least 6 in 1 group plus a solitary.


Here are just 2. Then several took off.





With this much snow falling, it is no wonder we did not see the other "snowbirds" - like Snowy owls, or Snow geese.

Still, a wandering hiker gathers no snow - old adage - seems still to be true:

I did have to clean the snow off the car.which still had its Winter tires on.



W O B

 PS The world looks like this, this morning:


 wob