Planted peas...

...radishes and carrots this evening. Don't have much exciting to say about it, but we've been using our blog as an almanac of sorts to keep track of the seasons.

The dove on our window sill is still there. At last count she had two eggs in her nest.

The Bird House

I suppose this is what we get for naming our house after a bird...first the Screech owls in the porch and now a dove on our bedroom window sill:


She is driving the cats bonkers. They take turns pressing their little noses against the window and staring at her with malicious, but completely futile intent.


Some random photos of neat old things in our house. The front door knob:


Lamps (?) at the front door:



A CFL upgrade for outside lights:


And the adorable mutt being...adorable:

Owls and other critters.

We've had a lot of critter activity lately. Last week, I was assaulted by an angry deer in the backyard, last night, a pack of coyotes went tearing through the front yard. The opossums and raccoons are active, and a black cat has moved into our barn.

We've also had a lot of birds. Today was the first day for bluebirds and cedar waxwings.

Last Friday while walking Sugar in the evening, I caught a flash of movement that turned out to be a Saw-whet owl, the origin of our house's current name. One owl landed on a branch in a maple, about 20 feet up, and called out for about 5 minutes until a second owl flew right on in. Saw-whet are friendly little owls. They're one of 4 species of owls we've seen on the property, and are by far the tiniest and cutest. Coming close to the saw-whet in diminutive stature is the screech owl, which we have a large number of on the property. These fellows don't strike me as particularly cute. I always think that they want to fly into my face and tear it up. We have a pair of these eastern screech owls living in our front porch this year. They show no apprehension about our presence at all. The 2 of them sat and watched us work in the yard for about 20 minutes.



Dustin Diamond




Tiffany Amber Thiesen

Signs of Spring

Perhaps the inevitable madness that comes in March (Go Orange!) is perfectly timed to coincide with the spring fever that makes any outside job, no matter how tedious, seem fun and desirable. We are preparing for a few days off at the end of the month, which means a trip to Tractor Supply in the new truck!!

We'll be preparing the garden, including much needed fencing. Last week Sugar flushed and then chased a small pack of deer and one very frightened squirrel out of our woodlot. Then last night, Bill and Sugar were snorted and stomped at by an aggressive buck who may have been jealous of their charm and good looks.

We're also planning to build a chicken coop and start on winter firewood.

Some proof that spring is arriving: Bill pressure washing in a t-shirt and some crocuses!

Wisconsin

Last weekend it was beautiful in Indy - 70s and sunny. So Bill and I decided to go to Milwaukee, where it was 40 and raining...a lot. There was even still snow on the ground! Our purpose in going was not to prolong our winter, but to see SU play Marquette.

Milwaukee is a great city, and Syracuse won the game (needing only one overtime to do so). The Bradley Center is a beautiful venue and the Marquette fans were awesome. There was even a bus load of Chrysler employees who were transfered from CNY to Illinois in '06 that sat next to us, emboldening our cheers.

We're planning a return trip to Milwaukee when the weather is a bit more cooperative, but this weekend was a perfect time to visit the art museum, which is housed in an insane building that Bill kept referring to as Starfleet Command.

The museum's special exhibit was "Sensory Overload" which involved fun modern art to freak you out, including an infinity chamber meant to make you feel as if you were floating in outer space.

This is Matrix (I think) - a room with LEDs strung floor to ceiling at exact intervals. It was fun to walk through the strings and see mathematics at work.


My favorite was this piece of a few different shaped mirrored vessels sitting in a mirrored box:


Sugar didn't come, but spent the night at puppy camp, which tired her out enough to allow me to take a photo of her being relatively still on the car ride home:

Small Farm = Small Truck.

On account of the new great depression and all, Ford is practically giving away cars. Seriously. There are some unbelievably good deals to be made with increasingly desperate car salesman. The price on this was less than what some folks that I know paid for a USED Ranger just a few years ago. Here's Captain Jack, our new Torch Red Ford Ranger. Bonus points if you can figure out why it is called Captain Jack... We traded away our green Saturn, the car that I spent countless hours sitting in stuck in traffic on the DC beltway. All of those horrid memories can now leave me, and stay with the car. I hope the next owner deals with less traffic in it than I did.

Sugar is afraid to jump up into the bed of the truck. She prefers to ride in the cab.

Spring is coming!

I know it is...so I moved from making winter socks:


To making spring socks:


A robin and a white-throated sparrow showed up at our feeders today, so I know I'm on the right track.