What had started out as one curious squirrel visiting our yard for some tasty bird food, is now a family of three. Once in a while a fourth one shows up, but he doesn’t stay long.
Frank was the name we gave the squirrel when he first came to visit. He was just too darn cute not to name. Every once in a while Frank comes to the yard with another squirrel. The chase each other around the yard, across the top of the fence and through the trees. We call Frank’s friend Franny. They are fun to watch. It amazes me how quickly the squirrels can race to the top of a tree and jump from tree top to tree top. I’m hoping when the weather gets warmer I can capture some shots of them jumping through the tree tops. I might have to give video a try!
I am not a squirrel expert, but based on description and the activity of Frank and his friends, I believe they are Fox Squirrels. These squirrels are the largest tree squirrel in Nebraska. They can are fast tree climbers and view bird feeder poles as just a skinnier tree. Because they can also jump, keeping them off and/or out of bird feeders can be difficult. No doubt, there will be a post about the squirrel adventures in the Spring. 🙂
Frank is another one of my favorite subjects to photograph. He seems to play for the camera. Here’s some pictures I took throughout last year. Maybe you can see his personality.
Thanks for stopping by and checking out my blog! Hope you liked spending some time with Frank.
Time for some changes. Decided to make the blog look a little different and will be experimenting throughout the next few months with a different look. I like to change things up once in a while. The blog has looked basically the same since I started it. My children could tell you how often I like to change things. When they lived at home, they would get to help me rearrange furniture every few months in our living room. The kitchen cabinets would get reorganized a couple of times a year. I’m more of a “keep them guessing” kind of person rather than a “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” type. Things need to be shook up every once in awhile. 🙂
Additionally, the format for the titles of the posts will be changing. No longer will the posts about photography start with ‘Back Yard Photographer’. Since most of the posts have something to do with my photography, the titles have really become redundant. This way I can try to be more creative and keep you guessing. 🙂
I’ve spent a few hours looking over the photos I have taken over the past year. It can be a daunting task, but it can be fun. The stories and the memories associated with the photos were good to revisit – even the bad photos. If nothing else, they were good for a laugh. 🙂 While going through the photos I picked out a few of my favorites. I did discover that 2021 must have been the year of the zinnia and the hummingbird as I seemed to have an abundant amount of photos with those subjects. I was able to find some other pictures too.
Here are a some of my favorites, I hope you like them as well.
I can hardly wait to get out with my camera and capture the moments of 2022!
May 2022 present you with opportunities for blessings, joy and adventures.
During the summer, while working in the flower gardens, I would see a small critter run around in the flower bed, weaving in and out of the various plants. The first few times I didn’t think to much of it. Maybe it was just a field mouse. There are a couple in my gardening shed, so I wouldn’t be surprised to see some playing in the flower beds.
But, I kept seeing these tiny things dart in and out of the flowers. They were so quick, that it took me a while to capture a some what clear picture of it. The pictures in this post are the only decent pictures I got, but not my only interaction.
While trying to get some hummingbird pictures, I kept hearing a loud, pretty bird call. It sounded like it was right next to me when I was by the hummingbird. I kept looking around in the trees right by me. I finally saw this tiny bird singing it’s pretty song. I was amazed that such a loud sound came from such a tiny bird. The house wren is smaller than a house finch and smaller than a goldfinch.
Next summer, I will be looking for this little bird, with camera in hand, ready to capture a clear picture.
Here’s a few interesting fact about the House Wren (per my resource: allaboutbirds.org):
Nest inside holes in trees or nest boxes
Use spider egg sacks in their nesting material (probably to help combat mites and other parasites that get in their nests)
Weighs about as much as two quarters
Fierce fighter for nesting holes – They will harass and peck at larger birds. Sometimes they will remove the eggs or young from the nest of other birds. They truly are small but mighty.
A couple of years ago, our local pumpkin patch expanded their business to include an apple orchard. Now I can go pick a variety of apples off trees in the orchard. It is fun to do, and it also brings back lots of wonderful memories.
While I was growing up, my parents, brother and I would go to the local orchard and spend time not only picking apples, but also enjoying all the apple treats. One of the special treats was we always got a gallon of cold apple cider to take home. While at the orchard, we would try the hot apple cider, caramel apples and share a slice or two of apple pie. If you didn’t want all those apple snacks, they also offered popcorn and other kinds of fruit. We always had a good time going there – a memory I treasure.
My grandparents lived on a farm when I was a little girl. They had a line of apple trees that separated the edge of their back lawn from a cornfield. When it was apple picking time, we would go to visit them and help get the apples off the trees. My memory is a little fuzzy, because I don’t remember if we did this on weekends or when I got to spend a week or so with them on vacation. I do remember climbing up the ladder and handing the apples down to my grandpa. Grandma and Great-Grandma would make apple crisp out of some of the apples we picked. They also made apple butter and apple jelly. Yum!! I’m getting kinda hungry for some apple butter on toast.
There was another farm less than a mile away from my grandparents. The family that lived there were relatives on my grandma’s side of the family. A dirt road connected the two farms, my brother, cousins and I would either ride our bikes over to that farm or we would walk. When we got there we were always greeted by their horse – Dolly. She was a sweet, good natured horse. We would get to pet her, ride her and help take care of her when we went to visit. During apple season we would take a couple of the bruised apples over to the neighboring farm so we could give Dolly an extra treat. She liked the apples as much as we did. 🙂
I’m glad we have the apple orchard near us now. It will be good to go and make new memories. I might even have to learn how to make apple butter. 🙂
Thank you for stopping by and checking out my blog! Hopefully these stories will remind you of some happy memories and make you smile.
On a morning towards the end of October, the sun was shining and the sky was a perfect shade of blue. The air had a crispness as the temperature was in the high 30’s (Fahrenheit). Colors of Autumn were becoming more prominent, yet the greens of Summer lingered. It was on this morning, I grabbed my camera and went outside to enjoy the beautiful colors and refreshing breeze. I needed the calm; the serenity. Fortunately, one of my favorite spots to capture the changing colors, is within walking distance from my house.
It is along this path, that I am reminded of the beauty of each day, no matter what the season.
Here’s some photos from my walk that morning. Hope you enjoy them!
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