The deer continue to stop by, and some of them are quite distinctive.
This is Petyr Little Antler. He is possibly related to Einhorn von Stag (brother, son cousin?) as I sometimes see them together. But Petyr has the harem.
This is the crooked leg doe. She is part of the harem and has a fawn that follows her around.
This is the red-eared doe. She does not have as much seniority as the crooked leg doe, so she defers to her elder.
Here the girls are in a group with their fawns.
Winter in Colorado is a mixed bag, periods of warm weather then brief (usually) periods of snow and cold. People think of skiing in the plentiful snow in Colorado, but the snow stays mostly in the higher elevations. And the ski areas also make plenty of fake snow. We just got a major storm, so people were freaking out and buying enough milk, bread and eggs for the apocalypse. Now comes the clean up.
I measured 8 1/2 inches (or 21.25 centimeters for those who think in metric.)
This is my favorite snow removal tool, a leaf blower. It creates an instant blizzard on soft fluffy snow. This snow had crusted over, so it didn’t work very well.
That leaves the trusty ordinary snow shovel to do the job. It is plastic, so one needs to buy a new one every few years.
Unlike the aluminium grain shovel, which is about 35 years old. It’s great for heavy wet snow.
I also use paw-safe de-icer for the frozen bit. Not pictured is the ice scraper, the brush on an extension pole for the satellite dish, various brooms, and the snow roof rake (because the hardware store sold me a box with just a handle in it).
However, these methods of snow removal pale in comparison with the technique of Miss P.
She uses her nose and entire body to smash the snow out of her way.
After noticing the infestation of dragons in Santa Fe, I suddenly realized that my house had plenty of dragons laying about as well!
This dragon was supposed to bring good luck. I bought it in a shop in Boston many years ago. I think for the most part he did his job.
I love old maps because when the mapmaker was unsure as to what was actually there, that is where one puts either a snake or a sea monster. The actual locations of sea monsters is uncertain.
This dragon is a pin cushion and lives in my sewing room.
This dragon netsuke was bought in honor of Miss Dog. When we used to take her to the dog park, she would fetch tennis balls for a while, then she would start a hoard. She would have a great pile of them, all hers and no one had better mess with it.
This dragon is a bit of art on the wall, it’s a silk screened card.
This baby dragon is crocheted and comes from Galaxyfest which is a local fan convention.
If I am not careful the dragons will completely take over my house.
I thought it might be interesting to take pictures of some of the signs in my neighborhood. I live in a middle-class area, and it’s pretty safe. But, when I looked at the signs that are around I started to wonder???
Maybe I’m not so secure after all! (Especially from those bears. But they’re asleep until April.)
I did get a load of new toys at Christmas time, so I thought that I would share them today. But first is an old toy that I have had for a number of years.
I bought this in Boston. I was walking down the street early in the morning, when I saw a neon wind-up key hanging on the front of a building. Well that got my heart beating faster, then I saw the owner taking out the trash and I convinced her to open up just for me. Of course I made lots of purchases including this fellow. You put a coin in front of him and he (I’m not totally sure he’s a guy, but it seems logical;-) reaches up and takes the money. It’s a totally cool toy and every kid that I’ve shown it to wants one.
This year’s version is not as cool, it just has a hand that reaches up and the skull just bobs a little. But it’s still interesting and so I had to have it.
I got a new selection of pterodactyls (and a pteroducktyl).
It was quite the haul and now that I’ve photographed them they can go to their proper places in the cabinet.
Today was that most American of holidays, the Super Bowl. It’s a holiday that almost everyone observes, because it involves food and booze. Almost everyone likes that and/or the actual sport.
This is not my stadium made of food, it’s a picture from the internet that captures the spirit of the event. This would be quite a boring post without a picture.
I was invited to a friend’s house for an impromptu party. Almost as important as the game is the advertising, companies spend millions of dollars to get people talking about whatever they’re flogging. So we had to pay some attention to both the sport and the commercials.
Last year the Colorado team was playing (and they were roundly defeated). You could have rolled a bowling ball down the main street and it wouldn’t have hit anything. Even though the Colorado team didn’t make it to the finals this year it was still an occasion for lots of parties. There was not much traffic on the road and you could tell who was hosting the parties by all the cars parked nearby. It is both interesting and a little disturbing that sport has replaced religion or patriotism in people’s lives.
Next holiday is Groundhog Day (Feb. 2nd) in which a prognosticating rodent determines whether there will be 6 more weeks of winter or not. Booze is optional for this holiday.
The thing that triggered my desire for a massive reorganization, was finding a half beaded hair clip. To finish it I needed more beads and couldn’t find the ones I wanted until I had done a re-sorting. The re-sorting of the beads is done, and here are some finished projects.
This piece was completely beaded and just needed the backing, but I decided that I didn’t really like it. So I removed the silver beads around the lace agate stone and replaced them with the blue beads. It’s better, but not great.
The stone is more lace agate, and I thought the blue green beads would be interesting with this. It’s not great, but it is done.
Here are some of the older hair clips, which I do wear sometimes.
The one on the top left is the first one that I made, I’ll probably take it apart and re-do it sometime. I love the one on the lower right, but it has a very big center stone, and is somewhat heavy.
These ones are all of a a similar design. My favorite is the orange one at the top, I love the lace agate stone in it. It’s interesting to make these because the different bead combinations give unexpected results.
All I previously knew about deer came from the film “Bambi” and cook books. It has been interesting watching the local herds as they stroll around the neighborhood. The first deer that I saw a lot of was Albert (I don’t know if he knew that this was his name, but that’s what I called him).
He used to frequent the space under the deck before we fenced the back yard. He had two friends that hung out with him, both bucks. He was beautiful, but did not have a harem yet.
This is Einhorn von Stag. He recently lost a fight with Albert, Jr. The antler he lost was rather wonky, it didn’t branch like a proper antler. Albert Jr. comes by with his harem sometimes, he has three does and their fawns. The does feel free to give the fawns a kick if they get in their way, there is a definite pecking order in the herd.
They have beautiful faces and I don’t mind if they stop by, but then again I don’t have a garden or expensive landscaping.
I’ve started on a big, huge, gigantic, overwhelming project, to organize my house. In some ways this is like an archeological dig, the more recent past is in the top layers and it gets older as one digs further down. I have a room that is like a black hole, things get sucked (pushed really) into it and never come out. So I am attempting the near impossible, to categorize what is in there and then to decide if I actually need, want or will ever use it. I have come across some interesting (at least to me) things of the past.
This is a nightgown that my grandmother made for my mom, probably when she was a teenager. I wore it for a time in my 20’s until the fabric started to disintegrate. The crochet on the neckline is indestructible, so I think I will keep that bit. The patchwork in the background was done by my husband’s great aunt.
This is the button box of my grandmother. It is a candy tin from the 1920’s. I found one in perfect condition at an auction in North Dakota and gave it to my mother to replace this. The little things were inside it.
This is a Golden Gloves medal that my father won in 1948 before he turned pro.
These pins were my mother’s from when she was in college. National Honor Society is no surprise, she was very smart and unlike me a dedicated student. The second pin is the surprising one as it is for dramatics. I can’t imagine my shy and reserved mother on stage.
This is my little charm from when I was an infant.
It’s surprising the little bits and bobs that survive through moves and changes in life. I also don’t really know what to do with them. They mean something to me but have no monetary value, or sentimental value to anyone else. (Although I suppose that my brothers would like the boxing medal).
When I lived in North Dakota, winter was a reliable season. It got cold by the middle of September and stayed cold until May. It seemed like it only snowed once, then that snow blew around from place to place until the spring thaw.
Here it’s a much different story, some days are warm and sunny, punctuated by cold and snow. Last Thursday I was wearing shorts (I will admit to being a little crazy) and today I woke up to this.
It is rather magical when you don’t have to go out in bad weather.
The trees have been transformed by snow clinging to the pine needles.
Every twig of the lilacs shows.
And on the scrub oak as well.
Everything is mysterious and quiet since there is no traffic noise. It’s a lovely respite, on Wednesday it will be warm again and life will go back to being busy.