60th

Kate would be 60 today.
I decided to stop posting, both here and on Facebook, to mark her birthday and the day she died.
Life, such as it is, goes on. This is my last post about Kate.
I'm pretty sure no one reads this blog anyway.

Leeloo and me January 22, 2015

Mother

My mother passed away earlier this week surrounded by all six of her children and other family members. This is a picture of her with her great-great-granddaughter.
She was the gentlest lady I've ever known.
We all will miss her terribly.

Shadow

R.I.P. September 23, 2012

Adalee Marie - March 28, 2012

My Great Granddaughter,

Adalee Marie,

with her Great Great Grandmother,

my mom.

Shadow and the Hungry Moose

 

This hungry young cow moose has been hanging out in the yard the last few days. Last night she ambled past the kitchen and started eating shoots off the trees behind the house. I was taking pictures of her when Shadow brushed past me and out his dog door in to his dog run. The first picture is the moose's reaction. Very quickly she recognized Shadow wasn't a threat and went back eating more or less unconcerned. She did keep and eye on him and he watched her for a little bit before doing his business and going back inside.

A day before boarding the Carnival Conquest for Mat and Deanna's wedding.

February 28, 1955 - September 16th, 2008

Weather

I checked the temperature this morning. The prediction was -20 to -25. Past history tells me my thermometer goes off line at -23. So it was Damn cold. It's "warmed" up to -16 here by noon. After the first half of the winter featuring record snow falls we are now starting our usual January weather. The current long range predictions are for the sub zero temps to last until at least the end of the month.

Meet my Great Granddaughter - due March 2012

Reluctantly Returning From Moose Hunting

This is the view from the vantage point where my hunting party spots moose. It is my favorite place in the world. I look forward to moose hunting more than any other time of the year. But I no longer care if I'm the one shooting the moose, I go for the long autumn days above this incredible valley. For the last 12 to 14 years I have spend from 10 days to 2 weeks in moose hunting camp. However this year, for the first time in a long time, my supervisor was not accommodating, and I was only able to spend six days in camp. I feel cheated and angry for the loss of my healing week in the wild. It was completely avoidable if others did their work in a timely fashion.  

About the Foxes...

In an earlier post I suggested that foxes were the likely preditors of my daughter's chickens. Well, maybe. But this weekend I was looking around in the woods 20 yards east of my garage at found what appears to be relatively fresh bear scat. I'm guessing a black bear by the size. Also there were no little bells in it and it didn't smell like pepper spray.