a bench with a view

a bench with a view

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

randomly corgi

We went to a dog show last weekend.  It was a AKC one.  I had never been to one before, but saw the Westminster Dog Show on TV.  We got there right when they were starting to do the herding dog class.  There were 10 dogs in the class and there was a Pembroke corgi (like Koda; no tail) and a Cardigan corgi (has a tail).  Of course our eyes were glued to the Pembroke corgi.  He was last in line to be judged.  The Cardigan just sat or stood, waiting for his turn.  The Pembroke had to be fed treats constantly (such a corgi trait).  He/she??? definitely had personality.

Finally it was their turn to be judged.  We applauded when they did their walk/run on "the red carpet."  (It wasn't red, but there was an area they had to jaunt on).  We waited on pins and needles while the judge carefully looked at all the participants in that class and then she called out 4 dogs. The corgi was the first one she called.  I wasn't sure if that meant first place or if she was going to put them on the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th markers.  Sure enough, that adorable corgi won 1st place! It made our day!

When we left, we stopped by one of the vendors and saw this cute hat.  Of course we had to buy it.  Thankfully hubby likes to wear hats.  I kind of lost it. The sales lady asked if we did obey the corgi.  I teared up.  Nine months as of today and I still miss that little guy.  We did obey him and I'm sure we'll obey the next one :)

The house in the San Diego area is in escrow; due to close any day now.  They are tenting it for termites on Friday, which is always a good sign the "end is near."  Now we can start planning for Plan B.  I'm on a lot of corgi rescue sites on Facebook.  Heartbreaking the stories of corgis (purebred not always mixes) that are out there looking for a forever home after being given up by their owners.  The saddest I read this week was Thumper.  An 11 year old.  His "mom" recently retired and wants to be able to travel with "dad" and they can't take him with them.  They have a 2nd dog that doesn't get along with Thumper (Thumper was there first).  They want to get rid of Thumper and keep the 2nd dog.  It breaks my heart every story I read.  I could adopt them all.  Its not time yet but I would have gone to get Thumper.  (Someone has already adopted him; there is a great system of corgi rescuers that really make sure "no corgi is left behind.")

I take heart.  I know there will be one for us when we are ready.  And I do think he/she will rule the roost and we will have to obey the corgi.  I think I wouldn't have it any other way.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

a bit closer, but still not there

We attempted to visit Sedona once again this past Sunday.  This time we used hubby's cell phone, though attempted to see if Lola would redeem herself and get us there (she didn't and wanted to send us somewhere totally different yet again; so she's probably going to be retired). 

I knew we were heading in the right vicinity when I saw this along the way.  I did wonder though when hubby's phone said we were 15 miles from Sedona but would arrive in 52 minutes.  It didn't seem possible that it would take so long to go those few miles, but soon I saw that it was possible.

We drove, enjoying the scenery.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Yes, the end is in sight.  We actually were in the city limits.

But for the most part, we had spent an hour in this type of traffic and had only gone about 5 miles.  We figured it had to be busy because of the holiday weekend, but no, it is just that busy on most weekends. 

So we decided to turn around when we could, away from this, but thinking it might be better to attempt a visit when it was less crowded.

and had lunch here at the Village of Oak Creek, delicious food; didn't take pictures this time of our meals.

and then because we were so close (only about 30 miles away) we decided a quick trip to Cottonwood was in order to visit this (which we joked reminded us of the Pillsbury Dough Boy, but in reality named for Sam Pillsbury, an owner of the winery, a film maker, made Free Willy 3, Quiet Earth, not sure what other movies).

and enjoyed again a bit of wine tasting.

So we actually were so close to downtown Sedona, but not quite close enough.  The lady who helped us at the winery laughed when I mentioned we had attempted to visit Sedona and said basically everyone used to go on Saturdays, but Saturday got so crowded, now they go on Sundays but that too is crowded. She said you never know how it will be.  Later, hubby mentioned at work our misadventure to try to get to Sedona. An employee of his told him of another way in to Sedona, less crowded.  We'll try that way in about a month and a half.  My brother and his wife are visiting there for a week; we're planning to go up for a few days.  Maybe we'll actually get to downtown Sedona.

or maybe not.....

time will tell........

stay tuned..........

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

I think it hiccupped

actually it might have also burped

I don't know what happened, but our GPS certainly didn't navigate correctly this past Sunday. We call her Lola, but that's another story for another day.

So, we decided since we had a more reliable vehicle to do a day trip after church on Sunday.  We picked Sedona which is roughly 65-70 miles away from us, depending on which route you take, freeway or over mountain.  We chose freeway, having been on the mountain road before to go to another city.

We figured church got out at about 10:15, with driving time through some mountain roads we would be on, we'd be there in Sedona around lunchtime.

Hubby programmed into Lola the route to Sedona and after church, I turned Lola on and brought up the route for Sedona.  It said 95 miles to get there, which I commented to hubby I thought was higher than how far away it was from us, but we just started driving.

We followed Lola's commands explicitly.  She told us to take this exit, we did. She said turn right here, we did.  

We kept climbing up into the mountains and ended up ultimately at 7450 altitude.  The view was pretty and different than I remembered from Sedona when I had been years before, but we had taken in a different route that time coming in from California side.  

We both commented how we hadn't seen signs for how many miles to Sedona, although had seen it for other cities.  Finally, when Lola said we were 3.6 miles from our destination and it looked like this, we knew something was wrong.

Because Sedona has a lot of rocks and this certainly wasn't rocks.  Hubby got out his cell phone and googled "how far is it to Sedona" from where we were at.  We were 75 miles AWAY from Sedona, although Lola told us we were 3.6 miles away from our destination.  We decided to see where she would take us, but part was on a dirt road and we didn't want to go on a dirt road with a new vehicle.

So we decided options.  Meanwhile, as we had been driving, we had passed down the road from where we stopped a cafe and a gas station.  We thought we'd stop into the cafe and see if it looked okay for lunch as it was now a little past noon and we were FAR AWAY from Sedona and really any other civilization.

So we stopped here.  I have to admit, I always get a little leery about eating at places like this; I wonder how fresh the food is, etc. 

Hubby feasted on this.

And me on this. Both delicious and we didn't end up with food poisoning.

It was gorgeous up there; 78 degrees with a nice breeze.  We had traveled through temps as high as 100 degrees. The cafe was really nice and friendly.  We don't really know what happened with the GPS and how we ended up in Happy Jack, Arizona (where this cafe is) instead of Sedona, but we were glad we did because honestly otherwise I don't think we would ever have had a reason to be up there except for Lola's error.

On the way back down the mountain, we detoured to Cottonwood and found this place.

and enjoyed a little of this

All in all a pleasant day, except for Lola's burp or hiccup.  We're going to give her another chance this next weekend as we are planning to try for Sedona again.  This time we'll be wiser and program her and hubby's cell phone for the same location and make sure they coordinate with their directions.

Has your GPS ever done such a thing?

Thursday, August 13, 2015

humor me

Honestly, I was not going to write any more about birds........

and then the quail came back (adolescent, they've grown a bit since the last time I saw them).

and then today, look closely, see the one that is a whiter color? There were about 12 quail here, 10 adolescent and 2 parents.  

different angle with the lighter color one

popping its head up

Its definitely a different color than the other quail.  First time I saw one this color.

So I had to post the pictures. The quail seem to come late afternoon, between 5:30 and 6 o'clock, sometimes a bit later. I do so much enjoy watching them.

So sorry, indulge me, humor me. I somewhat promise these could be the last of the bird pictures.  Equate them to all the pictures I might have posted about a certain corgi when a certain corgi lived with us.  

Other news - 

we bought a new car this past Saturday.  A Nissan Verse Note.  We had rented one for a weekend a bit ago. Was surprised with the room in it.  Got a good deal, couldn't really turn it down (well we could, but we didn't). Reasonable payments and now we have a more reliable car to travel around the state.  

Other news -

got a couple offers on the house.  Hubby leaning strongly towards the latest one.  It seems like a fair reasonable one.  We'll see how it turns out. 

Other news -

now lots on our plates with thinking about the next step.  Can't say much about it now, but stay tune.........

you just never know where we may land.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

I have become a crazy bird lady

Recently we visited Jay's Bird Barn here, a local business whose owner has been learning about birds since he was 5 years old.  He is now a grandfather, so he's been learning about birds for a long period of time.  We were looking for a new feeder and just wanted to go into the store to check it out.  We got a very nice education about different types of bird seeds and feeders. We walked away with a new bird feeder, (on the right in the picture below) that doesn't have individual perches and birds can feed on all aspects of it.  We also purchased seed for it (thistle) and seed for our other bird feeder.  We put the new feeder up and didn't get any takers until the next day.  But then they started coming.....and coming.....and coming.....

The most I have counted on it is 18 birds.  They pretty much eat 3/4 of the feeder on a daily basis.  It is a constant activity of birds coming and going. 

This is one of my favorite birds to see. I think it is a grosbeak if I did my research correctly.  Very colorful.  For a while I only saw one of them, now I see two, could there be babies down the road? He (she?) eats the seed on the ground, I have never seen it on the feeders.

This one may be a bit hard to find. It is either a hawk or a falcon (I'm voting hawk, hubby votes falcon). Look on the branches with no leaves and you should be able to spot it. It was a sunny day when I was trying to take its picture, so hard to get a clear shot.  It is around at times and when it is around, all the other birds scatter.  One time when it was around, two quail were out and about. When they sensed it, they stayed under a bush for a very long time before they ventured out.

I haven't seen the quail in about a week, which is kind of unusual. Before I would see some of them almost on a daily basis.  I had a few days off from work last week and diligently watched for them, but didn't see any.  So did they have their babies, raise them, and then take off some place else?  I guess time will tell. 

I admit, I really do enjoy bird watching and studying them. And filling up the bird feeders on a daily basis.  

Maybe because I miss nurturing. Children, then a dog, and now birds?

So I might be that crazy bird lady, but its nice for this season, however long the season might last.

We are in a holding pattern here.  Waiting for the house to sell in San Diego, which in turn will send the dominoes falling for future plans, a home here, a new vehicle, possibly a dog, etc., etc., etc.  Trying to be patient while we wait.  We know it will happen, just not sure when.

So we wait. And I feed the birds.

And basically life is pretty darn good.

Don't you agree?

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Just because

Just because I don't really have much to say (I know, that's surprising), you guys get to see a few more pictures of the baby quail (you lucky duckies).

These are the family of quail from last week.  I saw them again the following day in the afternoon.  They were in the back yard for a bit, I think one was missing and the mom and dad had the quail children (however they controlled them) in two different areas while they found the missing quail.  Once they did, and the mom and dad came back, all the quail children followed them and they began to cross the street.  

It was quite impressive to see them cross the street.  I wondered how the parents know how many they have and keep track of them.  I would count kids I was in charge of at field trips or in the classroom.  I'm thinking the quail don't count, yet they know when one is missing.

Delightfully, I looked outside this morning and saw two quail.  I got up and looked closer and saw these two little quail babies. You can tell they are younger than the other ones from the pictures above.  They were eating seed on our patio.  (Every morning I sweep up the seed from the day before, every morning there is always a mess to clean up, but I love watching the birds).

Aren't they cute?  Their feathers look a bit fuzzier when they are younger (at least to me they do).

I thought this was cute with them on the rocks with the dad keeping an eye on them.  I've noticed the mom quail seems to eat more of the seed.  The dad ones will come by and eat a bit, but then they will keep an eye out when the moms keep eating. 

The happy family together.  See the rocks right by the quail? The small rocks? The quail kick with their feet the rocks out of the way to get to the seed that is there.  One morning when I looked out, there were a lot of rocks on the patio and I couldn't figure out how they got there.  Later I saw the quail kicking up the rocks. They have strong legs.  Today the baby quail were kicking up the rocks too as they were looking for food. (Like father, like son?)

And that about sums up all the excitement happening here, LOL. Otherwise, just status quo, enjoying summer days and cooler temps with a bit of rain here and there (and a good thunder and lightening storm too at times). 

And you, how is your summer going?

Monday, July 13, 2015

gave me goosebumps

I kid you not
this is a true story
happened this morning

see the quail? These are mostly young adolescent ones with their parents

I had finished my Bible reading and prayer time this morning and looked outside.  I saw two quail, a male and female, eating seed on our patio.  You know how I like quail.  I said out loud to God "it would have been nice to have seen some baby quail this year, but I think I'm too late, that's okay."

I got up and started to clean the kitchen.  

(Another better picture of them). 

Halfway through my cleaning I looked outside and saw the quail were still there, but on the rocks this time and I saw a lot of little quail with them.  They were going away from my area at a pretty fast pace, though I noticed the dad quail kept coming back, as in looking for one of his children.  I just watched because I knew I wouldn't have time to get the camera.

I kid you not what happened next. 

The quail turned around and all started coming back up towards our yard.  By then I thought I might have a chance to get a few pictures so I grabbed the camera and went by the window.  

All these little ones were walking towards our patio.  

Honestly, I'm surprised I got the pictures looking as "good" as they did because I was shaking with excitement.  They stuck around for just a bit and then mom and dad led them away. 

I watched them leave and then I almost had to get down on my hands and knees.  I got goosebumps and I said "thank you Jesus." 

He sent the young quail for me to see.  I truly believe it.  

What a wonderful gift you gave me this morning Lord. Thank you.