Showing posts with label pink dogwood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pink dogwood. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 24, 2024

Back at the Homestead

Holy cow, it's been forever since I wrote a blog post! Have you missed me? 😁 

Two weeks of activities is mighty hard to recap in one post, but you have to start somewhere, so here we go.

My title might have been a hint?

Indeed, Florida has welcomed us on Sunday afternoon. In a first, we took the interstate, and while way more stressful the time it takes to get from NC to Orlando is a good deal shorter. Leaving Murphy at 7AM, rain was falling as we began our journey,

and continued for far too long. Thank God it was the Lord's day because the traffic through Atlanta was bad enough in the pouring rain, I can't imagine if it were a weekday! While I did miss seeing the little towns along the way, a highlight of the drive was the presence of loads of wildflowers along the interstate in Florida. Oh my goodness, the construction on the turnpike widening!

The Villages seems to go on forever and ever, taking over a large part of the upper middle of the state. I predict there will come a time in the future when there is little to no separation between towns. Grateful to be home safely, we had called the twins asking if they could be there when we arrived. Being the exemplary sons that they are, we opened the door to their warm welcome. Apparently the house was stuffy, so they got a head start on airing it out. Although they turned on the water, all of us forgot about the breaker to the hot water heater, so when I turned on the shower Monday morning I was in for a surprise.

Let me tell you, the floors were so darn dusty, walking barefoot was very unpleasant indeed. So far, I have gotten to the floors, but dusting the furniture is another story. Our mission here is to accomplish as much as we can, including I'm having my teeth cleaned this afternoon, meeting with friends, no pickleball so far because our time has been spoken for. Monday we did switch storage units, well actually, we were thinking we would clean it out for good, but once we saw all of our camping equipment, along with Christmas stuff and a generator, we realized that was not a realistic goal. Our new home has plenty of space for that sort of thing, but for now we are taking baby steps. You may wonder why we bothered and the answer to that is that we were trying to save a little money. As it turns out, after weeding out some things, the new space is perfectly adequate. 

I'd forgotten about the otters. Yup, so wrapped up in the deer and small birds we have come to love, I'll admit that my Florida wildlife has taken a back seat. I walked out the back door and good grief, there it was.

Amazingly, after a brutal last week of super high temperatures in Orlando, this week it has been mild and pleasant, thus the front and back doors are open. We have become accustomed to both darkness and almost complete silence, so while there is a cool breeze coming through these open doors, there is also the faint sounds of airplanes and traffic.

Speaking of traffic, Nancy has accompanied me for two days of shopping. It is almost comical how quickly I'd forgotten how fun it is to shop, rarely doing so aside from Walmart during our months away. So I just mentioned above about getting rid of stuff and now I am buying stuff? You read that correctly! While I have purchased some clothes (thank you Ross), mostly it is decorative stuff. Bruce is reluctant for me to remove pretty things from this house, thus I am buying. That said, I am reluctant to have a house with all new things because where is the character in that? I need memories!

Driving the baby car again has been fun if you don't count the THREE times people have nearly run into me. Yikes, the traffic here! We popped into Target to check out the new pickleball display and were not disappointed. So many cute things!

It is astonishing how much the sport has moved into the mainstream in the years we have been playing. To that, of course, I say, why not because it is so much fun to play!!

One of the reasons we waited until Sunday to drive home is I was asked if I would help with photographing the opening ceremony and events for the Senior Games. What fun that was. Should you be curious, click on this link for more. A highlight for me was watching an 89 year old man win a gold medal for the football throw. Having heard so much about it, we were not sure what to expect, but now we have seen for ourselves that a good time is had by all. 

I took a little stroll to see what I could see here and was not disappointed in the least. Surprised to see two Common Galinules in the lake, the anhinga and pollen were expected, as was the low water level after very little rain for the last month. 

My very first business card looked something like this except it was a red hibiscus.

Speaking of photography, I have told you that I did not win in either the photography or literary, haven't I? Maybe next year. 

Where once a huge oak stood, the bed in front of our unit has been finally replanted ,and while some folks, or so I've heard, are disappointed with the new look, these Ixora are such a beautiful color.

As is this Calla Lily beside Jane Lou's unit.

Not only am I hearing the calls of a Fish Crow, I am hearing neighbors talking and the tap, tap, tap of a Pileated Woodpecker.

Returning from my little walk yesterday, now I know why there is so much plant debris on the sidewalk leading up to our unit. 

With such a huge beak, they can make a big mess in a hurry! Yesterday afternoon was pretty darn lovely.

Last night, while Mary was here visiting, we all noticed the reflection of the nearly full moon sparkling on that water. 

A beautiful sight indeed, however, we left behind some pretty beautiful sights in Murphy, including what I've seen called all sorts of stuff, but I'm just calling them the beautiful yellow flowers blooming along the river. Diane told me about this section of the walk that I'd never done before, and once I did it, I had to have Bruce see it for himself, thus my picture.

The reason I'd not done it originally is because when we first went to Murphy last May, this whole area was underwater. Sounds pretty scary, but actually the water level in both rivers is controlled by the TVA. Perhaps when we return they will have released the water from the dam and this will be no more. I will be sure to let you know. We use the above bridge daily.

Of course I am worried about our birdies in our absence, but that's probably pretty silly. In any case look what is happening outside our windows.

Mama bluebird spends much of her day inside that hole watching out for who knows what! We have no real idea what is happening in our sweet nest box, but we are assuming it is good!

I had been watching and waiting for the iris which are plentiful in the bed below the feeders. One day, finally this happened,

which was very exciting indeed. The reward is below.

Looks as if we have another bird couple to watch. House finches.

Do you notice anything else aside from the birds? Smart readers that you are, of course you notice that the tree is budding out after months of bare twigs! 

The hummingbirds have returned! (I believe that is a squirrel on the upper left)

As have the Barn Swallows! Or at least I think that is what they are. Last summer they were plentiful and one nice sunny day, I will get a better look. The photo below was taken on a gloomy, and now I recall, it began raining as I was walking that day.

I was so excited to see them I ignored the rain.

Lastly two amazing trees that I've seen, both of them will likely not be in bloom when we return. Although the bloom looks quite similar to a hydrangea, this gorgeous tree below is a Snowball Viburnum.

The volume of blooms is only rivaled by the gorgeous pink dogwood. Oh my golly!

While I thought Fall was the most glorious season in the mountains, as we have discovered, Spring is mighty nice as well. Winter was totally worth it!

Okay, well at least you know that I am well, just busy.

Until we meet again, I remain,

your friend,

Gail

Thursday, April 11, 2024

A Low Level of Anxiety

 I would be less than truthful if I did not report that both Bruce and I are operating under a low level of anxiety. Shoot, we are old so lots of stuff has happened to us over the years, but this waiting around is getting to both of us. For months and months Bruce had been looking at houses, wait I told you that already. Anyway, when this one finally popped up and we were instantly sold (no pun intended), we are now ready to get a move on. We agreed to the timing, so whining won't change a thing, but still, until it is closed, we are a tiny bit anxious. 

With beauty like this to view about town, seriously, we need to shake it off. Can you believe this color?

Another thing that has us a bit anxious is my entry into what they call the Silver Arts part of Senior Games. First off, why in the world I chose unusual things to enter is now a mystery to me? I absolutely know that landscapes, or something pretty will win, so what was I thinking? Well maybe it was the part where they were looking for creativity? Or are they? It is not like I don't have hundreds of pretty pictures, right?


Furthermore, options for frames are few and far between here. Especially in 16X20 so Wal Mart it was. Except the color was way wrong forcing a trip to Lowes to find a suitable color to paint them. The paint did not want to adhere, so there was that. Then, when it finally dried, while Bruce was putting the picture in, the paper-thin glass broke. Now what? This happened on Tuesday, two days before they were due to be dropped off at the Cherokee Art Council Building downtown. Once again, a local business came through which does not surprise us in the least as that has been our experience since we arrived. This wonderful woman, who had never actually cut glass before as her husband does that side of the business, took a chance on us and did a fantastic job.

Whew! Bruce attached the back wire,

and is delivering them at 10am as he drives by it on his way home from the gym. It is rainy here today forcing me to say home.  For a Floridian it is little bit chilly, but supposedly the sun will pop out later in the day. Tomorrow afternoon there is a reception at the gallery to announce the winners and I will see how far off I was on my choices! There is always next year when I will be much more prepared in every way. I have also entered the writing competition so we shall soon see where I stand with that.

Furniture shopping!! Oh my! Frame choices are limited and the same holds true for furniture choices. We visited Gibsons in nearby Andrews and there is plenty of this type of furniture in stock.

Fortunately there is another store that sells a different variety in Murphy where we have just purchased a dining room set and living room furniture. The problem? It has been a long time since we last purchased new furniture and we are suffering from sticker shock. Bruce has put a budget together and we are doing what we can to stay within it. Our saleswoman Cathy has provided us with all sorts of ideas to maximize both our space and budget for which we are grateful. Two rooms down, about three to go. Naturally this has added a little to our anxiety but I will say it has been fun putting things together. I believe I mentioned it before but it is almost like when we were newlyweds except this time we happen to have a little more money!

Last Friday night we went downtown to see Bill Jr. perform at Cherokee Cellars. Who exactly is Bill Jr. you ask? His dad owns the house on Campbell Street. A family that sat down next to us went to high school with Bill Jr. so that was fun. We love meeting the locals! He performs all around the area, following his career as a banker and CFO of the local college.

Closing on the house is meant to be May 3 or 6, however, the place where Bill Sr. is moving to does not look to us as if it will be completed by that date. How it will all work out is anyone's guess, but John has advised us to go with the flow. That is what we are attempting to do! 

He and Laura invited us down to the pond for stew and a bonfire on Saturday night. My goodness they have been so good to us!

Sunday was what they call a Service Sunday where teams from the church went to various places in the community and tried to make a difference. In our case we went with the team to the homeless shelter to do some gardening.

I am woefully out of practice that's for sure! Below is Will weeding the beds in what they call pocket parks on the main intersection of town.

We watched the women's basketball final at Fairy Cross and was that ever entertaining. Those women!

Okay, so I think I've covered all the anxiety business, and believe me it is low because who could stay down when there are daily treats for the senses? And yes, it is really this pink! No filters for this gal.

Dogwoods are blooming ALL over town. 

And the pink ones are to die for! The volume of blooms amazes me.

Seeing the tree from afar I was going crazy for the color. Up close.

I believe this is a plum tree overhanging the playground, simply laden with blossoms.

I've yet to see many tulips so perhaps they don't grow here as well as some flowers?

Daffodils are mostly gone, but I think I heard from someone that there are late blooming ones, so maybe they are yet to come?

In many places the ground is covered with tiny purple flowers that I've heard various names for. I've taken oodles of flower photos that maybe I will just bunch together in one post as a feast for your eyes. On the river walk there are lots of plants coming back to life that I also want to highlight soon but I think Bruce will be home  any minute, meaning we are, believe it or not, going furniture shopping! 

Lastly on the walk I took this red door photo because I think our new home has this same screen door that I'm thinking of painting hunter green. What do you think?

Holy cow, no birds Gail? Of course there will be birds!! 

Many of the goldfinch have been, or are in the process of being transformed and I for one, am amazed!

Our bluebirds are not so happy when others think they are going to perch on their home!

The house finch returned! 

Here's something to marvel at.


I took the above on March 18, well look at it now!

So this is Spring, huh? 

Isn't it just glorious?

your friend,

Gail

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

A Mountain Top Experience and More

Most days when I sit down to write, I barely know where to start because there is just so much to see at this time of the year, I'm overwhelmed with things I want you to share. Not to mention, I want to remember this special time in our lives. Although I've said it before, I'll say it again; having a blog to read what you thought in real time is perfect.

Before we get to the mountain top, let's start on dry land, shall we? I need help from my Northern friends! Apple tree?
I intend to devote one post entirely to purple flowers because I feel as if I've seen more of them here than I have in my lifetime. That said, pink has been pretty prominent as well. It is probably the last time I'll be seeing these beauties as there are very few trees left with blossoms.
I did love the earlier bloomers, however, I'm thinking these are my favorites because they are so puffy! Mostly, though, the streets and walks look more like this now.
Have I shown you the pink dogwood yet? So far I've only seen a few of them, but they are oh so pretty, aren't they?
I kept trying to think of a way to describe the incredible volume of blooms on the small azaleas and finally it hit me. More like a bougainvillea than our azaleas, with nearly complete coverage of blossoms, so much so that once they are all open, leaves are hard to find. This one will be a ball of pink in the next few days.
Tulips, as well, have seen their peak, however, there are still some hanging in there, or make that standing tall. This display is along Beach Avenue and the seawall, and for some reason, I've only just noticed that there are some of those big fat tulips in the mix.
Lord have mercy, the trees. The shapes, the sizes, the colors. I am in complete awe and continue to have this poem run through my head,

Trees

I think that I shall never see 
A poem lovely as a tree. 

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest 
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; 

A tree that looks at God all day, 
And lifts her leafy arms to pray; 

A tree that may in Summer wear 
A nest of robins in her hair; 

Upon whose bosom snow has lain; 
Who intimately lives with rain. 

Poems are made by fools like me, 
But only God can make a tree.
Let me just say, there will be more trees to ogle in the very near future. I will not pretend that I can do them justice with a photograph but it won't stop me from trying!

As we are nearing the last few months of our stay, there are still places we've yet to visit including Grouse Mountain. Saturday, Bruce suggested we fix that. Their website tells more, but around here it is called "the peak of Vancouver." As we traveled up Capilano Road, I asked Bruce if we could first stop at the dam that we visited during dreadful weather. Oh my, what a difference a few months can make.
Foggy, gray and wet, although I was thrilled to get a rainbow in those pictures, I much prefer the above weather! It is still a little chilly, however, the highs are a comfortable mid 60's. Plus we've had very little rain, although there was some overnight it did not hang around. Anyway, could this spot be any more beautiful? I think not.
We took a quick peek over the top of the damn, as I'd assumed the water would be flowing at a high rate with all of the melting snow.
About another mile up the road is the parking lot where you get on the gondola to take you the next 2,200 feet. How have I become accustomed to this????
And while it does not look very large in the above photo, when it landed for boarding, it was another story.
We were one of the first on, and then more people came, and more people, and so on, until it was jam-packed. How packed? Turns out it holds 100 people! Because we were on so early, I snagged a window seat and did not give it up even when a little boy asked me to. Apologizing, I told him that he was not one bit more excited than I was so, I was staying put. Still not the best place to take photographs, I did manage one that shows the water that flows into the Cleveland Dam resevoir. As a reminder from the previous post, this is where the Vancouver drinking water comes from.
Now what? Well, first we tried to see the city below which was easier said than done.
Basically, it lies below the "v" formed by the trees. Next up was finding the Grizzly bears which entailed a bit of a hike over snow and ice, something we'd not really been expecting. At least I was wearing waterproof shoes, whereas B was sporting his tennis shoes and no socks.
Which actually would have been fine except for the places where the snow was deep.
Finally we made it. As we turned the corner to see the bear enclosure, I noticed some steps and wondered where they went. More on that in a moment.
Amazingly, it was not in the least cold, in fact, I took off my jacket because the sun was so bright I was warm. Anyway, the Grizzlies have an interesting story, better read from their website , should you be interested. I will tell you that it was only early last week that they emerged from their den where they'd been hibernating since last November! They are still sleepy because while we were there they remained recumbent. Try as I might I could not get my camera to focus through the wire fence but I did manage a photo of the feet,
and the paws. Do bears have paws, or do I have that wrong?
We ended up having an excellent chat with one of the workers, made even better when she offered to take us back to the lodge using the back way which involved paving! We went by the den the bears used during their first winter on Grouse Mountain, 17 years ago, when they were but cubs.
As you can see, they are clearing the paths for the upcoming season when the bears have free run in the surrounding five acres. The snow was so high! How high? Here's how high.
After watching a film which explained more about the Grizzlies, we had lunch with a view. And what a view it is. Plus, I had my first Canadian Poutine. Delicious, I might add.
While on the North Shore, we popped into WalMart for a few things, including a Scrabble board game. Last night, Bruce beat me by a bunch.

That same evening we went to an event at the brand new Earls in Ambleside, part of West Vancouver. Bruce was Zarita's "in house" consultant for this project, the first "new look" Earls in Canada.
Most of the Earls here have been around awhile, this one is replacing the original Earls which had been in operation for over thirty years. Folks around here will be thrilled, or so I expect, with the new, modern, look. 

It didn't start out to be a long walk after church, but before I knew it, my feet took me to Stanley Park where I could show Bruce how beautiful it is. Neither of us had on the best footwear for this much walking, but we survived. One thing I wanted to point out in the photo below is the tree with the white blossoms.
Before you say, well, what's so special about a Dogwood tree, Gail?, this is no ordinary Dogwood tree. This is an interesting variety known as a Wedding Cake Dogwood! Reading about them when researching Vancouver trees, I'm thrilled that I found one.

Just to be clear, I'm leaving out way more than I am including, should you be wondering.

yours truly,

Gail

Still on the Catch-Up Train