Friday, April 21, 2017

Some April Stuff

About five weeks old, the ducklings are beginning to feather.  They're looking pretty scruffy, but that scruff is enough to brave the outside.

These dogs wandered by looking for a drink of water.

Meanwhile, there's another batch of youngsters here at Bad Dog Ranch.

These Pekins are just three days old.

Pekins are said to be rather mellow.  There may be something to that.  They don't rush into a clump till you place your hand in their enclosure.


The Campbells tend to clump up as soon as a person comes into view.

Interestingly, dogs don't seem to cause much clumping.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Good Friday

And being found in human form
he humbled himself and became
obedient unto death, even death
on a cross.

Therefore God has highly exalted him
and bestowed on him the name which
 is above every name, that at the name
of Jesus every knee should bow, and
 every tongue confess that Jesus Christ
is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

Philippians 2:8-11

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Shameless Beauty

Such a pretty girl.

Typically, Clover is not a willing model.  When she sees the camera she walks away.  On this day, she stayed put and cooperated.

Notice the mud on her nose and the mud on her feet.  She's been behind the garage.  She gets yelled at when she messes around in the drip line after a heavy rain.  Could her acquiescence to a photo session be an attempt to divert notice of her wrongdoing?!

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Another Batch of Feathers

Last week these ducks were eggs.

Excuse the blurry action shot.  When they aren't sleeping, these youngsters keep pretty busy.
In a few weeks, they'll look like this.

Meanwhile,  outside, wild birds are keeping busy too.

Mr. Cardinal announces his dominion over a bit of acreage.

Mr. Robin sings a sprightly love song.

A pair of Grackles argue over who will build the nest.

This guy is simply above it all.

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Coop Couture

Here's a heart warming story.   A group of nice ladies who like to knit found an unusual group to dress this winter.  These nor'eastern gals have knitting needles and yarn, chicken are shivering.  It's a win/win!

Many chickens do feel the cold.

 And some seem suited to wearing a custom frock.

That may be.  One thing's for sure, though.  You don't have to be a chicken to look good in a sweater.

Read about the Boston Knitting Bee here.                                          

Special thanks to

Friday, March 10, 2017

Wild Wind

A couple days ago, areas of Michigan got wind whipped.  A forty mile per hour wind can move things around, that's for sure.  Roof shingles swarmed the sky, roadways littered with branches.  Some people are still without electricity.  This wind visited the homestead.

It blew the top off the duck house!  No ducks were harmed.  They were safely at large.

Remember that delightful tree full of birds?  There's a reason there were no leaves on that tree.  That reason is not because it's still winter.   Well, the big wind was too much for it's deadness to remain upright.

Now it lies horizontal.  Interestingly, birds still perch on it.  Will they sing?  We'll stayed tuned.

How this for wild?  On that windy day, I had just finished tidying up the wood supply, noting that there was room for more wood, planning to gather some.  Then the tree fell.

Sunday, February 26, 2017

A Little Bird Music

The hours of daylight keep growing longer, concurrent to increased bird activity. 

The chorale is warming up. 
There is a road that leads to love.
A red winged blackbird male is on top of a nearby tree
 waving his wings around, screeching and squawking.
  Surely this female is only pretending not to notice.  

This fellow has been singing a sweet simple melody.
He sounds somewhat like a canary.

Snow happens.  It's still winter, after all.  

Flickers have been active for some weeks now.
  It takes time to carve a nest in a tree truck. 
 The early bird gets the first brood.

Bird online. 

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 57

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy.  Today's question involves a tax funded study on asparagus.

What exactly were these Harvard brains looking for?

The nutritional
value of asparagus?
Hostmaster:  incorrect.
Growing techniques?
Hostmaster:  incorrect.
Why tinkle smells funny
after eating it?
Hostmaster:  correct.  Researchers asked a bunch of people if they noticed the unpleasant odor of their own urine after they ate asparagus.  They learned that a large number of them could not smell it.
I've noticed that, in general,
 people don't smell their
urine all that much.
That's true, but the asparagus
odor is such that you
can't miss it.
Hostmaster:  the study found that over half of the people they asked, can't smell the asparagus smell.  
So,  what is the significance of
 being able to smell your urine?
Hostmaster:  they aren't sure.  They already blew through the 3 million dollars they were given to ask people about their pee.  Now they want to do more studies.
Here's a Valentine's Day
gift idea!
An asparagus

This round is over.  Read about the asparagus
 study here.  You might as well, you paid for it.
Round 57
Fluffy/Molly   24
Bryan/Cyndi    21

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Garden Dreams

At this time of year I begin to get just a little antsy.  Thoughts of growing things start, well, growing.  It's too early to do anything about it.  That won't stop us from looking back, though.

These are the last of the tomatoes from last year's harvest.  It was November, frost was becoming a regular occurrence.  Thus, I picked all the fruit off the plants.  Most of them ripened on a plate inside the house. 

The Praying Mantis remained outside.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Taxing Fluffy and George

Here's a sort of good news/bad news
thing.  I've been gathering receipts for
income tax, including the receipt for
last year's State of Michigan refund.

Why the receipt from
your refund?

So they can tax it.

That hurts my head.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Pop Culture Frenzy, Round 56

Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy.  Something's happened, that has happened before, to the Norway salmon farm industry causing the price of salmon to go way up.

What happened?

A group of owls swooped
down and ate them?
Hostmaster:  incorrect.  Fun fact.  A group of owls is called a parliament.

What happened to the salmon?

Global warming.  Their environment
is too hot for them to survive.

This is a salmon farm.  Surely
the farmer controls the environment.

Hostmaster:  actually this salmon farm is not what most consider a farm.  It's a little netted area in the ocean where people are permitted to raise salmon.  The problem they are having is apparently due to overcrowding.

Back to our question.

Fish rustlers came along in a boat
 and took the salmon?

Hostmaster:  incorrect.  Here's another fun fact.  You'd think a group of salmon might be a school.  It's not.  Apparently a school is a generic group of  fish.  A group of salmon is called a salmon.

Our question.
  The overcrowding caused the
salmon to go berserk.
They broke into rival salmons.
The resulting gang, er, salmon
war wiped them out.

Hostmaster:  incorrect.

Sharks ate them?

What are these salmon farm nets made of?
  And what is a group of sharks called?
Hostmaster:  groups of sharks are called lots of things: gam, grind, pod, shiver...
 They should hire
guard dolphins
to protect the salmon!
I know this one!  A
group of dolphins is
a pod.
Hostmaster:  you guys are never going to get this round's question.  The answer is lice.

A group of lice is called...?

Hostmaster:  a flock.  Anyway.   The sea lice are abundant and they are chewing on the salmon.  Here's something for Cyndi.  A study suggests that man made climate change may have caused a raise in temperatures, helping the flocks of lice to thrive.

That figures.

Hostmaster:  the study also suggests that failure to dump pesticides on the lice in a timely manner caused the lice population to swell.

You OK, Cyndi?
Oh, give her a moment. 
She's throwing up.
Whoa, Cyndi.  I figured you
for someone who skips breakfast, 
or at most, eats one of those thimble
sized containers of yogurt.
Boy, was I wrong! 

It's too bad salmon
don't eat lice off of
each other like
baboons do.
Hostmaster:  they're thinking of putting in some smaller fish to eat the lice.
Hope there's room in the crowded
salmon net farm for a school!
You know, Hostmaster.
This was not a Pop Culture
Hostmaster:  very astute, puke breath.  Looks like you forgot whose in charge here.  The sponsors named the show but I run it.  And in case you forgot, I'm not amiable to anything remotely resembling criticism.  If you are unhappy here, I'm sure Bryan can find an able partner to replace you.
Uh, Hostmaster?
Last week after that second accidental
kitchen fire, my owners surrendered
me to a pound.  Cyndi adopted me.
Hostmaster:  it would be rude to laugh here, wouldn't it?
I'll meet you in the
parking lot!

So ends this round.
Here's an article about the flock
 of lice attacking the salmon of salmon,
 the study that made Cyndi vomit
 is contained therein.
Round  56
Fluffy/Molly   23
Bryan/Cyndi    21