Once in awhile the bug hits and I have more than a caption-worth of words for some of my photos. These were taken in the last day or so. Their more like snippets of stories, rather than full blown stories. Hence, the weird title
I am not a sun worshiper. This umbrella used to block the sun, in addition to the huge one over the table. The chickadees kept flitting past it, so I thought I’d try to snap a photo of their shadows going past. No such luck. However, I did capture a large moth’s shadow.
Speaking of moth’s, this one came for a visit at my table. I took some photos, then it simply disappeared! I sat my camera down and as the lens closed the moth jumped off…he had hopped from the table to my camera lens.
Another visitor, a chickadee, I believe. They come each evening, between 7:30 and 8:00 to gather seeds from the feeder. My folks put all the feeders away when the bears wake up, so as not to attract them to their yard. I risk it all and have one clandestine feeder and one suet tray. Please don’t tell my dad…or the bears.
When mom and I took Sophie back to my brother’s house, I learned something new. I learned about Larch trees. My brother has a row of them at the front of his property and I went to explore what mushrooms might be growing beneath them (none). The tree is a deciduous conifer, meaning that it sheds its leaves (needles) in the fall. It has hard, waterproof wood and is often used in building boats. It smells wonderful, but the best thing was the feel of the needles. They are very very soft!
Here is Sophie…watching the birds, begging me to get off the deck, and trying out all the seats in mom’s car. She really really wanted to come back with us. It took all three of us to get her out and get Cee Cee in.
On the way home from Michael’s house, I pulled in to take photos of these awesome weeds. That’s when mom told me that her and dad had rented the house we were parked behind, when they moved back to Alaska in the mid-80’s. Weird, I never knew that and we’ve driven by it a million times. Anyway, cool weeds, huh? Fireweed.
Last, but not least, a fresh bouquet of mom’s sweet peas for my sister, Michaela (1964-2012). She gets store-bought flowers from dad in the winter and fresh flowers out of the garden from mom in the summer.
I hope you enjoyed these snippets.
August 21, 2014 at 8:36 am
August 21, 2014 at 8:36 am
August 21, 2014 at 10:34 am
I really enjoyed your story telling Patti! Love the giant moth shadow, the beautiful sweet peas (and Michaela).
The bird is a nuthatch. They are a fun bird to watch as they like to cling to tree trucks and search for insects in the bark.
PS Poor Sofie!
August 21, 2014 at 10:44 am
Glad you enjoyed, Heather. I’m sitting here watching the nut hatches (thank you), chickadees and robins flit all around–from tree to tree to flowers to the lawn. Feels like high drama! I’ve been watching the nut hatches hang upside-down doing just what you said. Cool. Love you.
August 21, 2014 at 11:25 am
Hi Patti. I’m just loving your posts and this one is no exception. You’re a fine photographer, too, lady! By the way, it’s too late now, but if you’re up in AK in the spring when the fireweed start to show their tiny plumes in the field, you can harvest some of the tips and add them to salads or even sauté them in butter or olive oil. They’re delightful!
August 21, 2014 at 11:35 am
So glad you’re loving this, Susan, because I love sharing it all. I’m still learning the ropes with the camera, but it has gotten me through many hard days and weeks (okay, years!).
Fireweed in the salad is a fine idea! I’ll remind my mom in the spring, if I’m not here and we have plenty around Westport, WA too.
August 21, 2014 at 1:34 pm
I really don’t want to meet the moth with that shadow. These were great pictures Patti and so bittersweet the one of your sister’s flowers.
xxx Mammoth Hugs xxx
August 21, 2014 at 3:05 pm
He was as big as a large butterfly! He fly before I could snap a photo of him on the umbrella.
Thank you, David, about my pictures and my sister.
Gargantuan Hugs back 🙂
August 22, 2014 at 1:18 am
OMG Patti, how I’ve missed you!!! Ging & I have been ghosts for the past 2 months trying to finish our book. But we’ve missed you & our other blogging buds. It won’t be too much longer and we’ll be finished & keeping regular hours & blogging again. Now, as for the post, WOW, spectacular!! Love the shadow of the moth. (that’s just the Artist in me) cuz I think it’s absolutely exquisite & profound. It feels as though it should be the cover of a book….right?! Or maybe that’s just my goofy mind. But I think that’s what Artist’s have to do. Find beauty in things that most overlook or take for granted. Luv that you thought to do that!!! Sharing this now! 😉 xoxoxo ❤
August 22, 2014 at 1:52 am
So glad that you “got” it. We’ve all missed you too! Then you pop up with sisterwives post and you are off and running. Glad you made it here 🙂 xoxoxox
August 28, 2014 at 7:11 pm
Love the snippets, Patti. You know I’m a sucker for memoir and photos. Put the two together and I’m in heaven. Thanks for taking me with you. (I’m like Sophie.) Deeply touched by the photo of too-young Michaela and the flowers your parents offer.
August 28, 2014 at 9:27 pm
Glad you came along, Elaine. Having her photo in the living room and offering flowers every few days, really keeps her with us. My parent’s doing this is the most bittersweet part of being here. Michaela lived right down the street and was a central part of their lives. It was a brutal loss.