You have heard of homemade, well this is husband made. This is a repeat from a couple years ago...I just wanted to show it again. It is a knife Roger made for a friend of his. I have featured some other knives on my Pics & Pieces blog.
I thought I would look back through the archives and see if I took any pictures on this day last year and amazingly enough I did. I try looking back every so often, and most times I try it, I will have take some the day before and the day after, but not the day I am looking on. Anyway, this is a cropped portion of a photo, and I bet I have posted a similar version last year at this time, but since I haven't been out in a few days, I thought it worthy of reposting anyway.
When we left for our drive yesterday, we did not expect to see any more hoarfrost...and is it hoar frost or hoarfrost...I see it both ways? And it was just in patches, but still beautiful. Anyway, I love the poem When the Frost is on the Punkin and I could not keep the thought that this is sure not frost on the pumpkin...
This guy was really getting tired of me before I finally captured this. We were driving right beside Big Raccoon Creek when Roger spotted him. We stopped, I got out, he took off. Roger went real slow and we stopped again and I got out. I tried to keep a tree trunk between him and me, but he spotted me anyway and took off again. The third time I was able to stay in the car and get this one.
I think it looks much too cold to be wading, don't you?
There was a feeling of looking out on a fairyland this morn when I finally noticed. Lorelei was coming so I didn't really have time to fool around taking photos, but I did walk over to the railroad for a few. Hoarfrost is another thing that improves any scene. And these do not really portray how it felt being there.
It has been a while since I joined the Sky Watch Meme...but I thought I would take time to join it once again. These were all taken just a last weekend...about 10 minutes from here. We go out there to see the geese, pheasant, Northern harriers, and whatever else we can see. Somedays we see a lot of wildlife, others not so much. But even when we don't see wildlife, the sky always comes alive at sunset.
This is the view seen through the Roseville Covered Bridge, built in 1910, as we are passing through Coxville, Indiana. (Population of Coxville cannot be be more than 50 people!) I must say you will like this much better if you click and enlarge it.
I think this will be a favorite picture of mine...I feel like I am actually in it...I feel like for once I got the perspective right. And this was a drive-by shot. If you look in the upper right corner, you can see the dirty windshield. This is a road I drove twice a day for several years on my way to and from work.
This is just a sample of the birds that come to the feeders...other than the starling, they are the most numerous. The flit about so fast it would be impossible to get an accurate count of them....the starlings are not quite as flighty. I counted 17 of them the other day.