Monday, September 13, 2010

Today I am an Old Person

I have just officially become a medicare recipient,  subject to the whims and vagaries of Social Security, from now until they decide what to do with the body, hopefully years down the road.  It's a bit unsettling.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

No fawn should be this new this late in the year.  She just stood almost in front of the car when I was coming home today, staring at me. We figure she was born maybe a month ago, and fawns like this worry me.  They keep coming later and later, as if this particular grouping has a slightly longer cycle which pushes the fawns to be born later and later.

And amazingly they do manage to survive the winter. I don't really know how, but they do.

When she started to move away I tooted the horn at her, give her a bit of fear of humans to chew on.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

well it HAS been awhile
But being about as predictable as baby chicks in a hailstorm, hurricanes can do strange things, both weather-wise and human wise;  people respond in  different ways:  one group hunkers down after cleaning the store shelves of candles (which they never use),  radio batteries, toilet paper, and beer;  another gets ready to party hearty all night long or go surfing, regardless of what cooler heads are suggesting,  one set bundles in the car heading for the beach to "watch the waves come in", and the rest of us just bring in the lawn furniture and hope the roof holds up.