The neighborhood crows just moved thru the yard looking for a handout. The hummingbirds are fighting everywhere. The sun peaks over the eastern treeline. Something keeps bending the bird feeder pole to the ground and eating all of the seeds. Well, the sun is up and in my eyes, so…
Mostly clear skies. High humidity. The heats back... or at least it feels like it. The hummingbirds are still bullieing each other around the feeders. You'll hear a buzz, a chattering, then the thump of two small bodies bumping into each other as they try to show their dominance. The…
The humidity is back. Even the fans can't drive it away. The sky is still overcast from horizon to horizon. The prognosticators are still foretelling of more rain. And the hummingbirds still fight to control the feeders. So, all in all, just another morning in the height of tropical storm…
Imelda... she's brought over 24 hours of almost constant rainfall. Somewhere in the 6 - 8 inches of rainfall overnight. And once again the schools around here are closed. So we once more have a houseful. It's gonna be a long day. But even with the rain, the hummingbirds are…
We are headed down the back side of September now. I refilled and hung the hummingbird feeders last week and already they are piling in, fighting to rule the feeder. Chasing each other around the house. With the number I'm seeing, I'll need to hang a few more this week.…
The soundtrack of the morning is all about chickens and trains. Off in the distance towards town it's dump trucks. That loud bang as the rear gate swings back against the body and causes a second slide of dirt. And now the neighborhood crows are checking for offerings to their…
Laying in bed, listening to rolling thunder... once up I'm greeted with dark clouds across the sky. At least it's dropped the temperature... It must be the weather, but, I'm hearing more birds about this morning. And it's not just the cardinals either. Speaking of the cardinals, I noticed yesterday…
Not so cool, but more humidity. As the sun clears the horizon, there's a haze hanging in the air. I just received word that my cousin Sissy passed this morning. I think I'll just sit awhile and muse to mysel
Overcast mornings are nice for a change. Lower humidity is even nicer. There's a good chance I'll even get to mow today... With the temperature in the mid-seventies, the lowered humidity and the ceiling fans on high, it's almost cool in my rocker. Off in the distance a murder of…
Another mid-seventies start to what promises to be a very hot day. When I left Kelsey after noon yesterday, the cars thermometer read 109º before moving air dropped to 97º about 5 miles down the road. I had planned to mow this morning... but plans change and my morning will…
Mid seventies to start the day. But, mid afternoon will be pushing 100º. Just like yesterday. Yesterday's muse didn't happen because of an early morning appointment to see my Doctor. I get to drive back over at mid day for an ultrasound. It's quiet out here on the back porch.…
The distant rumble of thunder greets me as I sit on the back porch. It's the first quiet morning in September. The grandkids are in school. The wife and daughter are at work. Even the temperature is down a bit... Hurricane Dorian has turned into a real bastard for the…
Another almost cool morning on the back porch to start a long weekend. I have to run early this morning... so, here's a couple of photos to fill the page. Catch you tomorrow...
It feels cooler today. Plus, the humidity isn't as high. The day is starting out promising. A slight overcast shades the morning sun. It's also very quiet. Almost as if the day is holding it's breath... waiting... anticipating... musing. I find myself meandering thru my memories of family as I…
The sun is just breaking the horizon, dewdrops are sparkling on the grass. The prognosticators are foretelling of a change coming. Dry air filtering in the weekend. It won't change the temperatures much, but, it will sure feel better. They are also foretelling that Dorian will be off the coast…
The humidity is so high this morning that I could wash the windows without cleaner or water. That doesn't make for a pleasant muse. I'm sitting out here listening to the birds and the traffic on the bypass. It's amazing how well the sound travels through moisture filled air. My…
And the heat is back.. Yesterday morning was as a fluke. By evening the heat and humidity had returned. Trying to sit and enjoy my coffee isn't working. So the muse is over... heading in.
I slept in... it seems to be the story of my weekends. It's overcast this morning. After the rain yesterday afternoon, this has promises of rapid grass growth. The bread I've been tossing out into the yard has placed my yard on the morning scavenging route of the neighborhood crows.…
More showers on the horizon, more humidity in the air... It's a no muse Friday.
Another mid summer's morning, warm and humid. The birds are singing happily. Towering over everything is a thunder cloud. A massive tower of white water vapor covering over a quarter of the sky. Drifting ever so slowly north. It's uncommonly quiet out this morning. I'm not hearing the traffic sounds…
A light fog is spreading as I sit here. The view shown in the image about is already hazier than 5 minutes ago when I shot it. There is a single crow announcing itself to the world off to the east. To the south a cow pronounces It's displeasure. And…
Just another hot and humid morning on the back porch. Mostly blue skies again at the start of the day. Though clouds are already showing off to the east and southeast. The thermometer was telling me it's a bit cooler this morning. Though 78º isn't really cool at all. I…
Hot and humid. Not a cloud in the sky except way off over the bay. It's weekend quiet, lite traffic on the bypass. Some birdsong from the trees around the yard. No breeze. Already, it's warm enough to drive me back inside... except this is the weekend and the peace…
Out before the sun this morning. Off in the distance the thump, thump of tires on expansion joints let's me know that the world still turns. The temperature hasn't moderated one bit. A low of 78º each morning doesn't make for a pleasant muse. But, then again, it is mid…
On the back porch this morning. The day is starting out hazy... humid... quiet. The haze doesn't last much past the sun breaking the horizon. Sitting back here, you don't here the local traffic, just the dull roar from the bypass. Driving the bypass the past few weeks, I'm amazed…
Another warm and humid, dog day of summer. A day I wouldn't consign a dog to being outside. Miserable days and nights to be outside... though, I recall a summer in the late seventies or very early eighties where the actual temperature was above 105º for day after day after…
Another hot and humid start to a summer day. This is why high summer is my least favorite season of the year. Even though the world is green and full of life, it's just not enjoyable trying to get out and enjoy it. No breeze moves thru the moisture laden…
The dog days of summer are dragging... and dragging me down. It's the bottom of the seventh hour and already 80º out here on the back porch. And the air is so thick you can see it. It's days like this that leave me wishing I was in my mountains.…
It's already too hot to enjoy even a cup of coffee on the back porch... so here's the view and I'm heading inside.
The humidity is so thick this morning you can see it in the air. It's more of a haziness than actual fog though. Traffic is moving loudly on the bypass. Thinderclouds are growing over the bay. A train is announcing It's crossing down the tracks. The sun is clearing the…