I have a bunch of different photos here and then I’ll be moving on to the new year!
Way back on December 5th I was going for a run next to the field and came across these deer. I stopped to take some photos and they stopped to see what I was doing there.
In the middle of December Kevin was down in his man cave with Lester and Lovey. Lovey was rubbing against his leg and he was bending down to pet her, and she was relentless so he picked her up and put her on his lap. Never before had that happened! I don’t think it’s happened since, either, but hopefully sometime in this new year…
December 23rd, Mom and I walked in the park and came across this tree which some eager beaver was just about destroying.
A bunch of ducks were lying sleeping all along the shore, and you can see a tree that a beaver has felled over there on the right. hungry beavers.
Approaching dusk that day I saw remnants of the setting sun through the trees.
The water line is so low now, and I feel that the rocks are sinking in because the ground is hollow underneath. the big hole that has been there for a few years now opened up again even though Kevin poured all kinds of dirt and other things down into it. I fear that because it’s such a huge empty area that the ground is going to collapse in sometime and I don’t know what we could do to prevent that. It’s always something.
On December 27th I walked down to the water because the clouds were interesting and there were man geese out on the water but my presence made them take off.
I did manage to get a video of them flying away, and decided that maybe it wasn’t my fault, maybe they were headed out to find a better sleeping spot for the night.
Here are some of them circling so high in the sky.
Every year I dig up the gerbera daisies and they look terrible all winter long but then come back to life when I re-plant them in the spring. But for some reason this one is doing quite well and even bloomed.
Final December photos – even Sweetie jumped up to watch the giant birds.
And Lester tried to grab them…
…but since he had no luck, he sat there posing for me in his Lester-like way.
And that’s it for December! Yaaaaay end of 2020, I fervently hope that 2021 will be better. I guess I’m cautiously optimistic.
ok then,
mrs. Monday morning Hughes.