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...Here's a tiny preview of her Valentines Day photos. No, I didn't take these myself. We got asked very nicely if Gaby could be a model for a local little photography outlet in a retailer and for our time we came away with some pretty cute photos. Here is just one of them, I'll post the rest in an album to the left, later on this evening (click to enlarge):
He's annoyed with me....the cardinal that is (click the pic for a better view). I've been trying for the better part of an hour to get him or one of his many buddies out there to look at me, or not hide behind one of the branches, so I can get a decent shot. I kind of feel like he turned to look at me as if to say; "alright already lady, are you happy now? I'm freezing my tail feathers off, can I get some seed and be on my merry way?"
We have about 14 resident male cardinals and I've only noted 3 females (they are not as brightly coloured but just as beautiful I think), one of which is so big she looks as if she's swallowed a tennis ball, makes me wonder if she's getting ready to lay an egg...or does that occur more towards spring? If she lays ANYTHING now it's liable to freeze! It's all of ZERO outside right now! Talk about cryogenics!
We also have a whole slew of noisy, mean, bully-ish blue jays! They're agressive and hog all the bird food, but I can't help but love them. I'll post some pics of them later. We also have our resident squirrels all of whom desperately need to hook up with Christie Alley so she can introduce them to Jenny Craig! I'm also thinking of entering them in NBC's "Biggest Loser". They no longer are the spry , quick-footed things they were last Autumn. Nope, they're big-bellied furballs who have to get a running start just in order to get up the back porch steps to get to the peanuts.
Well, I need to go turn up the furnace. I can't seem to get warm. Here are some other photos I snapped a few minutes ago...annoying the cardinals!
Well, if you live in Maine, he's probably outisde doing this (click for full size):
Notice the smile on dear hubby's face? Well m'dears, it's only there because this is the first time he's actually had to shovel any of the lovely white stuff. I give it, oh let's say, 10 minutes and that smile will be gone and replaced with furrowed eyebrows, freezing nose and fingertips and mind completely set once and for all on getting that stupid snow-blower we've been debating about getting for the last several months.
We had a 20% chance of snow yesterday. Well folks, it's been snowing since 9AM yesterday and 9" later, it's still snowing. I'm not even going to bother listening to the local weather dorks, (and I'll save myself permanent retina damage by avoiding the glare created by their stupid "snow sweaters" they adorn themselves with whenever we get winter storms. Good Lord, I can't believe their wives let them leave the house in those things!) or opening weather bug because they all LIE!
If this is 20% I'd hate to see what 70% or anything greater is. Oh but wait, I have seen it...it's called the winter of '04/'05....I think we got over 100" that year. I shoveled and shoveled and shoveled until I thought I'd have a cardiac event! And why didn't dear hubby get to join in the fun that year? Well that's beacause USCIS (Immigration for you folks not in the know) thought it would be fun to make us wait 11 months whilst we dealt with all the riggamarole of immigrating a loved-one (that would be the hubby) to the US. So Gareth and I remained on opposite sides of the pond that year. Lovely process isn't it. But that's another topic altogether.
Well I guess this means I get to torture the little imp and once and for all put her in that snow suit we bought for her and let her loll around in the stuff for a bit.
More later. I think I'm going to go make myself a nice big cup of hot cocoa and watch Gareth enjoy one of the perks of living in Maine, in the winter time.
