Happy New Year!

Posted on January 1, 2022 by Linda Schaub

Did you know there is a Scandinavian custom that feeding the birds on New Year’s Day will bring you luck the rest of the year?

[Image from Birds and Blooms Magazine via Facebook]

Another nature lover sent me this video some time ago – it is about an hour long and there is no need to watch the entire video; just watch for a few minutes, or listen to it while you read this post, then tell me whether it brought you a little joy and peacefulness. Please click here.

When walking at Council Point Park, it is not just the squirrels who come a’callin’ and begging for peanuts and sunflower seeds. The Jays, Cardinals, Chickadees and sometimes the Downy Woodpeckers and Red-Bellied Woodpeckers likewise arrive to feast under the Safe Haven Tree, or on the path near the fallen log (where I fed them until brush and weeds overtook that area).

I love walking down the perimeter path as I hear the screech of a Blue Jay alerting its brethren that The Peanut Lady is on the premises. Sometimes the Jays or Cardinals follow me from tree to tree and, emboldened by these treats, quickly swoop down to snatch a peanut from the path. Maybe a Chickadee will alight on a nearby branch, waiting for me to move along so it can grab a sunflower seed (and no, I don’t take that personally).

The peaceful ambiance of the Park is sometimes interrupted by a cacophony of sounds emanating from the trees to the Creek. There is nothing like hearing the first call of a Red-Winged Blackbird come Spring, or the sweet song of a Goldfinch in the Summer. There are always Mallards at play with their loud quacking which sounds like raucous laughter and sometimes the honking of the geese as they come in for a landing can be deafening, but I always look up to watch them (and not just to know whether I need to cover my head and/or duck).

Taking a tally of the birds.

Besides participating in two “Bird Count” events in 2021, it’s time to revisit the perpetual “Birdie Bucket List” to see how I fared in 2021.

Well yay me! But, I am embarrassed to say I put out two hummingbird feeders daily for months in search of “Hope” the female hummer who visited in 2020. She showed up once, attracted by the red handle of the pole cutter I had leaned against a fence, so I hurried and put out her feeders. Then, after I finally put the feeders away in early Fall, she happened by. I insinuated she was a “slacker” thus I’d see her in the Spring of 2022.

I saw two Red-tailed Hawks on two occasions which made my day and I got some sweet photos of Mallard ducklings, including a close-up during the rescue of the ducklings from the sewer in July.

I look forward to many more walks and hopefully capturing images of new feathered friends as well.

But wait … don’t go yet! Keep on scrolling.

Every moment of the year has its own beauty. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

I’ve compiled a slideshow of my favorite 2021 shots, all which appeared in my blog. These are critters that I spent a lot of time oohing and aahing over, a group that runs the gamut from birdies to bunnies to Bambi – they were memorable moments, but I think you all know I was over the moon about Bambi. My walks in nature have been the balm that soothes my soul in this broken world we live in today.

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We’re ready to put a bow on 2021 …

Posted on December 31, 2021 by Linda Schaub

… well yay for that and hopefully 2022 will be better all the way around and I don’t just mean as to COVID. It was a year of weather woes, including tornadoes, hurricanes, floods and wildfires. Here in SE Michigan I remained unscathed, but for me, the ultimate weather worrier, there were over 20 anxious evenings when temps and humidity spiked, bringing a threat for volatile weather. Mother Nature definitely had a bee in her bonnet throughout 2021.

I did walk today after the fog finally dissipated and the raindrops quit falling. I headed to my favorite nature nook, Council Point Park. It was 43F (6C), not your typical December weather, though New Year’s Day we will be getting a few inches of snow and it will be much colder.

This post is short and sweet, merely to tell you I have walked a total of 1,276 miles (2,053 kilometers) in 2021. That is 20 miles over my original goal (1,256 miles/2,021 kilometers) which I reached ten days ago. I will merely add one more MILE to my goal for next year and the year 2022, will match the kilometers I will strive for.

Weather impacted my daily walks immensely. Though we are enjoying mild weather today, Monday through Wednesday we had freezing rain and a little snow. Tuesday it was above the freezing mark, so I ventured out, only to turn back and head home one block later. I was not sure-footed with patches of black ice on the sidewalk, despite wearing lug-soled hiking boots, so better to be safe than sorry.

This year began with lots of freezing rain and icy mornings. Spring and early Summer were fine but then Mother Nature gave us repeated bouts of torrential rain, which flooded the shoreline parks I frequent on weekends. The perpetual construction, coupled with the soggy trails, had me visiting venues close to home which seemed fine for a jaunt, although that was not always the case as post photos showed you flooded pathways and muddy grass.

So, I will head out tomorrow and do it all again, though we are expecting fog and drizzle before a snowstorm, so maybe I’ll just rest on my laurels.

Tomorrow I’ve already prepared a recap of favorite photos from my 2021 walks, but for now, please click here for a New Year’s greeting to all of you around the world and across the time zones in this continent.

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What is Empty Nest Syndrome.  #Wordless Wednesday #Squirrel dreys

Posted on December 29, 2021 by Linda Schaub

#Wordless Wednesday – allow your photo(s) to tell the story.

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Meet and greet, but where’s my treat?

Posted on December 27, 2021 by Linda Schaub

A quick glance at my roly-poly pal Parker the Fox Squirrel may have you murmuring to yourself “that squirrel looks like he’s been in the eggnog and cookies and doesn’t need any treats!”

In my recent post “Season’s Eatings” I wrote about treats left for my furry and feathered friends for the holiday, so I hope you will smile after reading about the shameless begging by my chubby buddy Parker.

On a recent Saturday morning, I planned a two-park agenda – first to Council Point Park, then a five-mile drive to Heritage Park to see their holiday décor. In the early morning weather report, the meteorologist said it was foggy, so I figured the fog would put the kibosh on the latter trip. When I looked out the front door, there was no sign of fog; I shook my head and off I went.

I arrived at Council Point Park, one mere mile away, where I discovered a few slick white patches in the parking lot – hmm. Temps were just at the freezing mark. The walking path had similar icy patches, but what struck me was the fallen leaves which had a thin coating of ice. Aah – it was freezing fog! The leaves looked a little like “Frosted Flakes” and the grass was similarly slick, so I decided to gingerly walk a couple of miles and take my time getting up to Heritage Park where surely their flooded pathways would be treacherous right now. I left droppings of peanuts in the shell and sunflower seeds at the usual three spots, entirely depleting my stash and unbelievably never saw a bird or a squirrel.

To kill some time, I took pictures of the frozen leaves, then I stopped at this decorated memorial tree to take a few shots since I’ve featured this tree before in my blog.

My peanut pal Parker was on the prowl.

The colossal blunder of being without a single peanut in my pocket, would soon be realized. There I stood taking photos of the tree, when suddenly I felt a tug on the back of my sweatpants. I didn’t have to have eyes at the back of my head to realize Parker had appeared on the scene and placed one clawed paw on the back of my sweatpants and gave a little tug.

I whirled around and once he was assured I saw him, Parker crept over to my right side. I burst out laughing and said “Honey, I’m all out … here, let me take you to where the nuts and seeds are down the path a little bit – follow me, okay?” But Parker, being Parker, endearing but sometimes stubborn, would have none of that. He wanted some peanuts NOW, dropped before his front paws, like he was a little prince.

Who could resist that pleading face?

Then there was another subtle reminder, for good measure, as I felt the pressure of a tiny paw on the side of my sweat pants.

Even the little “kiss” he planted on my hiking boot, still wouldn’t guarantee peanuts would magically appear.

He looked crestfallen and went up to a nearby tree. With crossed paws, he proceeded to pout …

… and glare at me for this food faux pas.

So how did those tactics work out Parker? Well, not so good. Since all I did was take photos of him, a persistent and impatient Parker exited the tree and circled around me to try again, sniffing the grass in case I’d tossed a peanut or two his way when he blinked and might have missed them.

One last steely gaze at me seemed to say “thanks a lot for nothing Linda” and Parker scurried off.

Oops. Well this was a Christmastime conundrum to be sure. I had broken my own cardinal rule to never give out all the peanuts without holding a few in reserve. That’s because a few years ago I did just that … I ran out of peanuts, produced the empty bag, yet one squirrel persisted in following me and/or running ahead of me. I gestured again to the empty bag, but that didn’t deter him one iota from following me. I had driven that particular day, only to arrive back at the car at the end of my walk, to see that same Fox Squirrel “parked” next to the car awaiting my return. He sat on his haunches, in begging stance, with pleading eyes, while swishing that tail. Perhaps he thought I had peanuts in the car. I christened that little bugger “Parker” that day.

P.S. – Not only was I happy to see my furry friend again, but it gave me an opportunity to grab a few shots to show you just how chubby the squirrels get in late Fall. It’s not the peanuts that make them fat. Mother Nature provides him and the other squirrels an extra fat layer and thicker fur to withstand the sometimes brutal Michigan Winter. So, no … I’m not fat shaming Parker at all!

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Merry Christmas to all …

Posted on December 24, 2021 by Linda Schaub

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Picture this …

Posted on December 23, 2021 by Linda Schaub

I have a remarkable tale to share as we creep ever closer to Christmas Day.

As most of you know, I have no siblings, so thus I became the lucky keeper of the family albums where some vintage photographs are from the 1920s. Back in 2017, I spent Thanksgiving weekend digitizing hundreds of sepia-tinted, black-and-white and color photos chronicling years of family, friends and travel. It was time well spent, because prior to that long weekend, if I wanted to peruse those albums, I had to dig through multiple boxes in the bottom of a seldom-used clothes closet, where they were stacked alongside scrapbooks, school yearbooks and other mementos. Not only was retrieving the albums a laborious task, but the more-recent photo albums had begun falling apart, their bindings pulling away from the plastic-overlay pages. The photo albums from years before were still intact, as photos had been placed in gummed photo corners with tissue overlays separating the pages. I love having this treasure trove of memories just a few mouse clicks away and I’ve been able to use these images in blog posts as well. I have some more photos post-1990s in a shoebox which I forgot about, so that will be a future digitizing project.

Here’s something to ponder – as an only child, with no family members left, what if there were no photos of me as a youngster? I’m sure my parents would have told me that I had mousy-brown, stick-straight hair, (except on special occasions when it was set on pin curls for church, or holidays, or school photos and I often looked like I stuck my finger in an electric socket). There were “the real homely years” like when I got cat-eye glasses on my 7th birthday …

… then braces on my teeth when I was 20 years old. This may be the only photo of me smiling with my metal mouth.

Fortunately for me, I didn’t have to wonder about what I looked like because Mom, with her Baby Brownie camera and my father with his Leica 35mm camera, captured countless images and filled those album pages with photos of their little girl.

But what if you never saw your childhood pictures until you were grown with children, or even grandchildren, of your own?

Our neighbors and good family friends are long gone, both having passed away over a decade ago. They had four children, like stair steps – just a year or two apart. Money was tight in those days with four children. The man of the house worked and like most women in the 1950s and 1960s, the woman of the house was a stay-at-home mom. Because they were the same age, my mom would tell me, in their near-daily telephone chats, topics ranged from recipes, household remedies, their offspring or goings-on in the neighborhood, and, because both women were frugal, having grown up in the Depression era, they often discussed how that event impacted them as youngsters.

However, unlike my parents who documented my formative years and beyond with their respective cameras, our neighbors got a Kodak Instamatic camera, one roll of film and a package of flashbulbs and each Christmas they posed their four youngsters in front of the Christmas tree. Snap – one shot. Then the camera was tucked away until the following Christmas.

Some followers of this blog may never have used anything but a digital camera or phone to record images. So, it may be difficult to imagine taking photos, sending the film off to Kodak’s processing facility in New York and waiting weeks for those glossy prints to be returned. It wasn’t cheap either and you’d kick yourself for each photo that was blurred or a boo-boo. That was how it was for many years, then one-hour photo processing took over and picture-taking was suddenly revolutionized. Now, of course, the digital age of photography is here to stay.

Back to the story I wanted to tell you …

So, when the roll of film was finally finished, the photos were never developed, but instead the camera was returned for safekeeping in a bureau drawer. Why? Weren’t they curious and wanted to ooh and aah over how their little darlings had grown through the years? One will never know their mindset.

Fast forward a few decades, the kids were long gone, having raised families of their own and they returned to clear out their childhood home after their parents’ deaths in order to put the house up for sale. In doing so, drawers were opened and contents examined. The Kodak camera was discovered and the roll of film processed. The integrity of the film was good despite its age. So, imagine four adults crowded around those photos, seeing their youthful, smiling faces in identical poses each year in front of the Christmas tree. Their parents were never in the photos, just them. I’m sure there were tears in their eyes.

I’ll make this a Throwback Thursday post … here are some of my favorite Christmas photos through the years. My parents similarly had me pose by the Christmas tree or touching it lightly with one hand (in the Summertime, it was standing next to the car.)

Taking photos is easier than ever now. I hope you capture some special memories with loved ones this holiday season.

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Glad I don’t wear these to walk!  #Wordless Wednesday  #Reached my goal with no elfin magic needed!

Posted on December 22, 2021 by Linda Schaub

#Wordless Wednesday – allow your photo(s) to tell the story.

[Image from Pinterest]

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Season’s Eatings!!

Posted on December 20, 2021 by Linda Schaub

Today’s post was originally intended to be a Wordless Wednesday giggle about sharing the love with my furry and feathered friends. But instead, it morphed into a regular post, thanks to two enterprising Eastern Gray Squirrels, who made it their business to eat or hide a baker’s dozen of whole walnuts all on their very own.

So that feat begs the question: “where were all the other walnut eaters?” Walnuts are always a big draw for the squirrels and, admittedly, it was not the prettiest of mornings, cold and gray – so perhaps the others remained tucked in their respective nests? The photos below may look like it’s just one squirrel, but I assure you it was a piggy PAIR of furry friends that showed up, took inventory of the goodies, then swiveled their heads around searching for other treat eaters and discovered nary a one. So, as I stood there, camera in hand, taking in the scene, I imagined the gears clicking in their respective tiny heads … “woo hoo, no one’s here, just us … so let’s go for it!”

And so they did. The pair scurried back and forth, alternately noshing, burying or otherwise hauling their prized walnuts away, perhaps for the family, or maybe a snack later.

You all know humans who hog the goodies, whether it’s a tray of cookies, or chips and dip, skillfully positioning themself in a corner where they may feast gorge to their heart’s desire. We had someone at the law firm years ago who fit that very description. “E” was always the first on the scene to stake a claim (many claims) on whatever eats, treats or sweets were laid out on the kitchen table, especially around the holidays, when employees baked and brought in treats galore to share with coworkers. Yep, “E” had the audacity to feast, plus grab a napkin and stuff his pockets for later. He’d stake out my office and when I left it, he ran over to the candy dishes of chocolates I always put out at any of the holidays throughout the year. I’d hear about it from others and besides, there were telltale signs like empty wrappers on the floor, or on my desk … even thrown into the candy dish! Bad etiquette there for sure! Sometimes “E” would be in such a hurry, he dropped foil-wrapped chocolates on the carpet … nice, real nice. So this duo kinda reminded me of “E” and his antics.

Of course during this great walnut heist, there was the occasional appreciative sniff of a cranberry, or a pecan or almond, but those were second-string treats to be enjoyed later, kind of like dessert.

“Hmm – what’s this? I’ll investigate later.”

As mentioned, the walnuts were the primo prize. These are a few of my favorite shots.

“Oh, there’s two walnuts left – how did I miss ’em before?”
“Off I go to bury this one for Christmas Day.”
“I don’t need no stinkin’ nutcracker to eat walnuts, just my two front teeth!”

Next was the smorgasbord of nuts to nosh on. There was a pause to glance at the array of goodies, including the birdseed bells and suet; those treats were for the Jays, Cardinals and if Rex, the Red-Bellied Woodpecker happened by.

Stepping in the suet is bad form, akin to double dippin’ your chip.
“I dunno, but this seed bell piques my interest … peanuts first though.”

Peanuts were a safe bet and could be taken “to go” so they became #2 in this feeding frenzy.

[Sniff, sniff] … “I want the freshest and biggest ones!”
“Peanuts rule!”
“I’m gonna bury a few for when Linda doesn’t show up.”
“I love peanuts but I’m getting full. Burp!”

All this munchkin mischief took place at the Safe Haven Tree, so named for the weeping branches tickling the ground that surround the trunk like a natural fortress. Those rigid tree branches help keep predators like swooping hawks at bay. But, I also put treats under the pavilion area on a picnic table, and, by the time I left on this particular day as snowflakes began a’flyin’, the goodies remained untouched. I’m pretty sure these gray squirrels checked this location out too.

Treats and trail mix waiting to be claimed by hungry critters.
Goodies galore – who will get them after I leave?

I intended to return the following day (Sunday) and inspect and photograph what remained of the goodies, but Mother Nature interceded with freezing rain, so I passed on that excursion. By the time I returned to Council Point Park on Monday morning, the squirrels had decimated the set-up and very little remained of these holiday treats, just a few inverted suet dishes which I assume were not up to snuff with the squirrels’ palate. The birds would not be strong enough to flip the suet dishes, so I had to do so.

I hope you are similarly feasting on holiday treats, maybe more calorie laden than these.

Today’s goodies.

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Christmas cheer at Heritage Park.  #Wordless Wednesday  #Bulbs and baubles  #O Christmas Tree

Posted on December 15, 2021 by Linda Schaub

#Wordless Wednesday – allow your photo(s) to tell the story.

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Fall foliage foray.

Posted on December 13, 2021 by Linda Schaub

Colorful leaves were the highlight of this Sunday stroll at Heritage Park. I really hesitated to use “Halloween excursion” as this post’s title since we are now immersed in the Christmas holiday season, but this trip did indeed happen on Halloween.

I had been monitoring the foliage colors on the Facebook site “Heritage Park Photo of the Day” and it looked like the red, orange and gold of those gorgeous Maple trees were finally at peak.

We’d had a solid day of rain Friday, then scattered rain most of Saturday, thus no walk for me either day. So I began my morning by hustling down to Council Point Park to feed the squirrels and birds. Those peanut eaters were eager to see me, especially the squirrels which scurried over for a meet-and-greet-and-eat as quickly as I could get the peanuts out of the bag. Yep, I got it – two days away while all of my furry friends were trying to sock away peanuts for Winter, so where the heck was The Peanut Lady? I did two loops (two miles) and chatted with fellow walker Joann, then hightailed it to Heritage Park.

Any port, er … pond in a storm.

Due to the recent rains, I certainly was NOT surprised to see the makeshift “pond” was still a draw for the Heritage Park waterfowl. Some Mallards were still napping on the fringes of the “pond” or paddling around and the Canada Geese were enjoying their morning swim or grazing nearby …

…then a few crossed the road, holding up production, to join their dry brethren who declined a chilly water splash. There was a passel of them, but these were pulling up the rear.

The sun made for pretty reflections, just like the last time, of the church.

Me and mud don’t mix.

I knew any of the big parks would be a soggy mess and I hoped the “pond” would be the only low spot that collected water, but that was not the case. There were many large pools of water on the asphalt path …

… forcing me to walk on the muddy grass – check out my shoes.

And, as my heavy walking shoes sank into the muddy grass and brown goo oozed up, I was thinking “oh dear God, please don’t let this be liquefied goose poop!!”

I gritted my teeth with a grimace that I’m sure mirrored that of this teddy bear pumpkin near the covered bridge.

I found a patch of clean, wet grass that seemed to be minus mud and/or goose poop, and, using a curb like a boot scraper, mercifully those shoe soles were almost pristine again. Whew!

I decided no straying over near Coan Lake. Nope, I was not a fan of mud puddles nor mud pies as a kid and I still am not.

By the time I finished taking photos at the “pond” the sun was in full force and from the parking lot the colorful leaves seemed to take on a glow.

Some leaves still had raindrops.

One of the reasons I love Fall is the colorful leaves and trees ablaze in orangey tones – they were plentiful that day.

There was an event two days before called “Hallow-Palooza” and it was celebrated despite a driving rain. I saw the photos on the Facebook site Saturday and there were a lot of Halloween touches here and there, so I hoped the décor was left intact. I was especially interested if I could photograph “Skelly” the Taylor Historical Society’s resident skeleton, who is often artfully posed in various historical buildings for special park events. Skelly was adorned with a costume in this FB post but he was definitely MIA on my visit.

But one of Skelly’s cousins was peeking out the old Log Cabin at me.

Here is more Halloween decor at Heritage Park, the Petting Farm and Botanical Gardens.

The Petting Farm had some eerie sounds blaring from their barn loudspeaker and some cute decorations.

The Conservatory & Botanical Gardens had removed about 90% of their potted flowers, so it was a bit bare minus the tropical plants which are overwintered at volunteer’s homes and returned to this venue in the Spring. There were a few rose bushes still blooming though – this was one.

At last year’s Autumn visit there were gourds of every variety tucked amongst the flowers …this time, all that remained for harvest season were these mini pumpkins on a garland.

It was a perfect day for a Sunday stroll at one of my favorite parks. I added 4 ½ more miles to my early morning two miles, so 6½ miles for the day. I returned to Heritage Park the first weekend of December to get some shots of the holiday décor and those photos will be this week’s Wordless Wednesday post.

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