I woke to a soft fall morning on the stream; muted reds and
yellows, a warm blue sky filled with wispy clouds; ground almost fully obscured
by fallen leaves. Slept soundly from
10:30 last night till 9:30 this morning.
I really needed a good night sleep after the conference yesterday that I’ve
been planning since April. Big
success. And a fun night out in
Hallowell: dinner with Mary Sampson at Hatties while Katie serenaded us with
some mellow tunes and then drinks and dancing at the grand reopening of Higher
Grounds with Lisa, Tammy, Jen, Ellen, David, and Sue as Stevie and friends
belted out the blues.
I filled all the bird and squirrel feeders a little earlier
this morning. It always takes them a
while to discover the food so I beat on my djembe to let them know I was here
and sure enough, they arrived with haste.
I see a couple of red squirrels, some nuthatch and chickadees. I’m sure the blue jays and woodpeckers will be
along soon. And of course, the ubiquitous
crows. Not a huge variety this time of year, but once a food source is
discovered they tend to hang around pretty regularly till it’s gone. I spotted Edmund out exploring in the marsh
this morning and was relieved because I hadn't seen him in several weeks. An eagle soared out over the stream this
morning too. Thanks for visiting,
Mom.
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| Took this photo last weekend as the fog lifted slowly on a Saturday morning. |
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| This guy was out in front of the camp paddling and fly fishing |
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