Re: previous post

Yeah, hi there.  I've been m.i.a., and I apologize, but I have at least managed to i.d. the little bird in our backyard:  it's a House Wren! I had been relying on the Merlin app to give a good example of its song, which it doesn't, but online searching helped me find it.

The House Wren is aggressively territorial, and it seemed to find the Merlin app very accurate; when I played its song, the bird came swooping around looking for the intruder.  So, mystery solved.

Back in the Saddle Again

Figuratively, of course – I like horses (most girls do), but I don’t really want to sit on top of one and gallop about.

I’m picking up my blog again.  Someone mentioned yesterday that I hadn’t written anything for a while, and I guess it’s time.  I’ve been in the doldrums since Mom passed away.   Yesterday, we put her body next to Dad’s, and said our last goodbyes on this earth.  So it’s time.

This weekend we noticed that we once again have a backyard visitor that we cannot identify. 

Name That Bird!

The song is exactly like that of an Orange-Crowned Warbler, but the colours don’t look right – I’m hoping someone with birding knowledge will ID it for me.

Well Into The New Year

I go through spasms of blogging, it seems, and I’m not sure why that is, except perhaps that I get caught up in stuff going on in my life:  the beginnings, the endings, and all the toil and turmoil in between them. It’s a New Year, which means it’s winter, and that’s usually a time when I hunker down and read or play a video game.

I am reading the last Ken Follett book in the Century Series, which is mildly entertaining.  I’m also re-reading the last installment we’ve seen (and may ever see) of the A Game of Thrones series, and enjoying it almost as much as the first time through.  When I’m done these, I have a whole raft of books I have to attack, and I’m really looking forward to that.

The other occupation:  Hay Day, a ridiculously addictive app that keeps me endlessly amused, it would seem.  I don’t know whether to thank Karen for getting me into it, or to curse her!

There are serious things going on right now that I need to escape from, and which I don’t really want to talk about, which is why I’ve been avoiding blogging.  My Mom is nearing the end of her life with us, and though it’s hard to complain when she’s 98 and has lived a wonderful life, I’m still very sad.  She’s been there for me for over 60 years, and now I’ll have to learn to get by without her loving support and guidance.  I can’t say enough about how terrific a person she is, and how much we’ll all miss her. You know what’s the best thing about her?  She’s always, unfailingly, kind:  she hasn’t a hateful bone in her body, and I wish I were half the person she is.