Showing posts with label chipmunk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chipmunk. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 3, 2016


"I go and lie down where the wood drake 
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. 
I come into the peace of wild things 
who do not tax their lives with forethought 
of grief. I come into the presence of still water. 
And I feel above me the day-blind stars 
waiting with their light. For a time 
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."

from The Peace of Wild Things
by Wendell Berry

I took the first three photos last year, these sawhorses 
of scrap lumber were made many years ago by my
 late father-in-law and they acted not only as a perch for
  Phoebes and a jungle gym for chipmunks 
 but also as a reminder of John.

  
I always think of chipmunks as creatures of parks and camp sites, 
easily tamed, not really wild. The next three photos were taken
while canoeing last night. This inquisitive chipmunk climbed thru
a maze of branches to watch us go by. There are no house or 
cabins for a mile or more. It is both curious and wild.




Wednesday, July 27, 2016

"Just consider how the mere idea of it alone
Has already caused me to sing and sing
This whole morning long."

from Rolling Naked in the Morning Dew
by Pattiann Rogers

More small animal yoga poses.






Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Parked in my spot again, eh!


Just let out some air.



And my work here is done.



Sunday, September 8, 2013

"So gradual in those summers was the going
     of the age it seemed that the long days setting out
when the stars faded over the mountains were not
     leaving us even as the birds woke in full song and the dew
glittered in the webs it appeared then that the clear morning
     opening into the sky was something of ours
to have and keep and that the brightness we could not touch
     and the air we could not hold had come to be there all the time
for us and would never be gone"

from The Speed of Light
W.S. Merwin

I have not posted for awhile so I am still on
our trip to the cabin in July and August,  I
thought a tour was in order. Shaun and Whateley 
check  out the dog run.


This corner will
house the kitchen maybe next summer. This
trip was about furnishing the other rooms and
bringing the dogs. 


This will become the bathroom.


The bedroom.



The loft gets very hot so I suspect
it will function as storage something 
we always need.


The kitchen area can also house a 
workspace/desk with a lovely view.


The living room was an addition to the original
place. The cabin was basically a kit.


Shaun really liked the addition of the couch.
The lovely chairs were from friends of Helen's
 mom. Many thanks we love them.


The addition of this room also allowed Helen's
brother Brian to add a beautiful screened in porch. 
Thanks Brian.

On the first day it was finished Helen was sitting there
when a young black bear walked by ( within 10 feet )
not expecting anyone to be around, it ran off into the bush.




Finally Whateley is reunited with Mr Snakey



We added a feeder to the cabin, a gift from 
Pam and Ralph and had Goldfinches and Least 
Chipmunks. Next year I will put it a bit further away.






"There are threads of old sound heard over and over
phrases of Shakespeare or Mozart the slender
wands of the auroras playing out from them
into dark time the passing of a few
migrants high in the night far from the ancient flocks
far from the rest of the words far from the instruments"

Remembering 
W.S. Merwin