Friday, July 17, 2009


It is the middle of July and the weather here has finally put together three days in a row warm enough to go without a jacket in the morning. It is warm enough that I’ve finally cashed in the Jamba Juice gift card I got for my birthday in January. It is warm enough to give toes freedom from shoes. Sandal weather is upon us in Eastern Idaho!

I have a confession to make. I am old enough to remember The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour, yet I have never had a pedicure. I had another gift, not yet used, to be pampered at the beauty shop. I finally made an appointment and turned my virgin toes over to the pedicure lady. Since it was my first time she promised to be gentle.

The first thing I realized was I should have shaved my legs. This experience included not only the feet, but the ankles and calves as well. It was sort of like not cleaning before the cleaning lady came over. But, then, a cleaning lady is another event I have not had the pleasure to encounter.
My short, wide feet were soaked, scoured, massaged, lotioned, exfoliated, trimmed, and massaged again while the sweet lady chatted me up with friendly comments. Then the toenails were trimmed and filed all fancy. I didn’t want to get too carried away with colors, so she put on a shiny clear coat of polish.
Then, just to prove to the gift-giver that I have actually, finally, gone to the beauty shop; I requested a daisy be painted on one nail. My attendant even added a sparkly gem in the center of the daisy.
I have a daisy on my toe.
It is not real. It does not grow.
It's just a picture of a flower,
So I'll look cool taking a shower.
It's on the second toe of my left foot,
A stem and flower, but there's no root---
because that wouldn't look good !
It's just a daisy on my toe.
My left foot loves my right foot so !
--Smothers Brothers

"Still crazy after all these years."--Paul Simon

Wednesday, July 15, 2009


I gathered a bouquet of flowers from my garden. They looked so pretty I wanted to take a picture. I needed some artsy lighting so I set the bouquet on the floor in a patch of sunlight.

Looks pretty artsy and Vermeery don't you think?

While I was getting my camera, Thomas, the owner of the spot of sunshine, came to investigate the intruder.

There is not enough room here for me. Move this thing out of my sunshine!

Get that camera out of my face. You're not going to allow me to enjoy the sun are you?
FINE! I'll go see if you have bothered to put fresh food in my dish.
Tried a few filters and stuff. Nothing is as good as the real thing.

Monday, July 13, 2009


The pond (see previous post) is kept stocked with trout. And, although anyone with a pole and a hook can fish any time, the catch is usually minimal--
—and sometimes scary. Ducks are not the only domestic animals abandoned there. Someone must have become tired of maintaining their garden koi pond and jettisoned their big orange carp. Early in the morning when fish can be seen hitting the top of the water to feed on low-flying insects; occasionally there is visible a flash of gold and black.
The bright colored fish are easy targets for this guy. He stands motionless in the reeds waiting for minnows and other such creatures to swim near. In one movement he has his meal in his beak and flipped down this throat. Adapted from Wikipedia:
The Great Blue Heron (Ardea herodias) is a large wading bird in the heron family common near the shores of open water and in wetlands over most of North and Central America as well as the West Indies and the Galápagos Islands.
The largest North American heron, with a head-to-tail length of 91–140 cm (36-55 in), a wingspan of 167-201 cm (66-79 in), is blue-gray overall, with black flight feathers, black and white streaking down the front; the head is paler, with a nearly white face, and a pair of black plumes running from just above the eye to the back of the head. The feathers on the lower neck are long and plume-like. The bill is dull yellowish. The heron stride is around 22 cm (9 in), almost in a straight line. Two of the three front toes are generally closer together. In a track the front toes as well as the back often show the small talons. The Great Blue Heron fishes during the early morning hours after the Night Heron’s shift is over. Also from Wikipedia: The Night Herons are medium-sized herons . The genus name (Nycticorax) derives from the Greek for “night raven” and refers to the largely nocturnal feeding habits of this group of birds, and the croaking crow-like call of the best known species, the Black-crowned Night Heron. Adults are short-necked, short-legged and stout herons with a primarily brown or grey plumage, and, in most, a black crown. Night herons nest alone or in colonies on platforms of sticks in a group of trees, or on the ground in protected locations such as islands or reedbeds. Night herons stand still at the water's edge, and wait to ambush prey, mainly at night. They primarily eat small fish, crustaceans, frogs, aquatic insects, and small mammals. During the day they rest in trees or bushes.