Monday, September 17, 2018

Martha Elisabeth Magnussen Hansen

Grandpa called her Lisa. She was one of three relatives who gave me the conditional love and emotional support that my parents were unable to give me. She was a warm and loving and I miss her still. My love for plants came from her. She taught me how to knit her unique way and over the decades I've knit many, many things. Yesterday I accidentally found one of her old recipes for an afghan that she gave me when I moved into my first apartment after graduating from college. It's written in her Danish-schoolgirl style, faded, and not easy to puzzle out  It's late arrival is a gift from the past that  I didn't know I had.  Last night using some old leftover scrap of yarn, I knit a few rows. Now I must do an afghan. Cousin Kathy who knows me very well tells me that I need projects. She's right. I started working when I was fourteen and have never stopped. Retiring just made me seek out volunteering at my old dog training school. When winter's relief from yard jobs gives me respite, I seek other avenues. This will give me something to do on those short day/long nights ahead. The anticipation is glorious. (Clicking on photos will enlarge them.)


Aunt Kit and Aunt Jean were the other two adults who loved and supported me. 
It does indeed take a village.

There have been no Hummers today. Yesterday afternoon this lone flyer arrived from places further north. I think all "my" hummingbirds have flown the coop. I hope they have a pleasant journey and all make it back here next spring. 





With apologies: - 
The last Hummer of Summer! (The last rose of summer!!)

Bluebirds here seem to nest after the tree swallows have fledged their young using the same nest boxes after the tree swallows have left them. These scruffy youngsters are still growing their adult plumage and are hopefully soon to depart. Tree swallows disappeared months ago.





"Bluebirds", "Blue Skies". 
There's a poem or a song in there somewhere.

The real "Autumn Clematis" on the fence in my front yard. Snow white mounds of bee visited flowers. Life is good, eh?




Wild Sunflowers rescued as from a clump along the road from Port Sanilac to Sandusky several years ago, recently divided into two areas. Soon I will divide them again for next summer. They seem to not interest the deer - always a plus in my opinion. You can see two of my bird houses for tree swallows/bluebirds in the first shot.




Kit

Pila

The new bench which sits in the shade of a basswood (Tilia) overlooking Lake Huron and on which I'm supposed to sit and enjoy the view.  I realize it's stupid not to sit and enjoy. Why on earth don't I just stop. I'll start a bucket list - soon maybe.



Lake Huron complete with clouds over Canada.


View from my bluff looking back on my road in to San Salvatore. My garage slightly hidden behind an amazing hydrangea on the right.




I wish I could map the night skies. I could never see the mythical animals and gods and goddesses. However sometimes I can make out a particular "star". This is probably most definitely Mars. Looks pink to me though.


Saturday, September 15, 2018

Saturday, September 15, 2018

The fog rolled in very thick and heavy this morning so I decided to put off an early planned visit to Port Huron and the Farmers' Market. I had seen a couple of Tamarack saplings last week that I was thinking of adding to a wet area in the landscape here. Maybe I'll go later today or next week if they're still open. Please click on photos to enlarge them.

A cicada this week just after emerging from its underground stage.

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Port Huron Farmers' Market
(Note the "fireplace" - wouldn't that be great!)

Port Huron Farmers' Market Last Week

Butter and Eggs

Butter and Eggs

Earlier this morning before the fog rolled in this doe and her two fawns appeared near Sans Souci (aka the pole barn). Last year she had triplets which are still hanging around.




Korpur in the Clivia playing Hide and Seek

I've been told that it's possible that Pila and Korpur will have great-grandpups this winter. I've always been sad that Korpur wasn't able to compete in the conformation show ring because he was too old when Icelandic Sheepdogs were finally fully accepted into the AKC. Korp did earn several obedience titles however. Pila's son Vinlands Leifur did very well in the show ring. Korpur has one dominant K-gene and is therefore a very rare color for Icelandics; several of those great-grandpups should have his coloring. Hopefully!

Queen Kit

What on Earth Will Happen to these Geraniums!

Divas Pila and Totty

Pila's great-grandpups (with Korpur too) might arrive this winter. Her sister Tot is an AKC Grand Champion. Like Korp, Pila also has several obedience titles that she earned after she was returned to me but was too old to complete in the breed ring when she got back home.

Ruella (Wild "Petunia")

The Garden as a Bouquet


Unless there's a storm or a storm brewing, there are always ships passing.


This looks like a small cruise or sightseeing ship.

Ships and Sailboat passing.



Sunset

Sunset