Just before the rains I managed to take a picture of Sunset Blvd in Sherwood, probably the most beautiful street in the area right now!
The Fall colors are reaching their peak and of course we had bad weather in the forecast ... there's always such a narrow window for the leaves to color and not been blown off or rained down almost immediately .. and also for us to have time to go out and find them!
We had a couple of days that started out in fog .. one of my favorite weather-conditions ..
Everything is so quiet and looking spooky and mysterious ..
I've been coming across several Woolly Bears (the larva of the Isabella tiger moth (Pyrrharctia isabella) lately ..
Looks like a milder/average winter? |
No real science is backing this up, but some are taking this rather serious:
For over forty years, Banner Elk, North Carolina, has held an annual Woolly Worm Festival in October, highlighted by a caterpillar race. Retired mayor Charles Von Canon inspects the champion woolly bear and announces his winter forecast.
Similarly, there is a Woollybear Festival that takes place in Vermilion, Ohio, each October.
They stock up on seeds for the harsh winter months by tucking them into crevices so they can return to eat them later, a behavior called “caching.”
Technically, chickadees don’t migrate, but in many years there are apparently large movements (irruptions) of primarily young birds.
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Gold Finch |
Same thing has happened with my large flock of Gold Finches whom, from one day to the other, after eating me out of several pounds of Thistle seeds over the summer, all packed their bags and left without a single goodbye!
Apparently they are considered to have 'irregular migratory habits'. The same individual or flock may migrate one year, but not the next and most northern populations do move south in the winter.
Such ungrateful little buggers!
(Btw, the collective noun for a group of Goldfinches is a 'charm'. How charming indeed ..)
How about this charming creature:
It was sitting next to the gate where I get my eggs, you can see the basket there hanging on the gate. I just take the eggs and leave the money in that little jar .. I'm amazed you can still get away with this in this day and age ..
I just wish they wouldn't have stuck that big spider inside the basket .. I know, it's fake, but it gives me the shivers every time I reach for them eggs!
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I can't believe it's the end of October already, I guess Halloween is just around the corner.
This month's visit to the local theater snuck up on us as well.
The play was 'And than there were none' (although the original title was, and still is in many countries, 'ten little niggers', which referred to the nursery rhyme 'ten little Indians/Injuns') ... an Agatha Christie classic of course.
So .... ten strangers are summoned to a remote island. All that the guests have in common is a wicked past they’re unwilling to reveal and a secret that will seal their fate. For each has been marked for murder. As the weather turns and the group is cut off from the mainland, the bloodbath begins and one by one they are brutally murdered in accordance with the lines of a sinister nursery rhyme.
As we have come to expect by now it was another excellent performance and we had a lot of fun again while sitting pretty much 'on stage' in the middle of the actors, since this theater is very small and intimate.
(Hence one of the reasons it was sold out before it even opened!)
'Back at the ranch' .. I finally unearthed my fingerling potatoes and yams!
Well .. what shall I say, a whole summer of taking care of the cuttings and tubers resulted in a rather measly harvest I'm afraid:
I'm heartened by several of my neighbors though, who have assured me that it's not really my fault, it was such a lousy spring that nobody had much growing of anything in the end. Oh well, next year!
The weather has changed to some 'real' fall-weather right now.
The nights are getting quite cold and the days are grey and dreary. We even had some rain, yeah!
Time to bring on the comfort food! We already had 'hutspot' (a dutch winter-dish with carrots and mashed potatoes) and Dutch pea-soup (with smoked sausage):
No dutch desert but how about Pumpkin bread-pudding (with raisins and pecans)?
I can tell you, it tastes as good as it sound!