Hard to believe but there are only two months left in this year. We haven’t made any progress on the interior painting; we are both really exhausted by the summer.
Didn’t end up with a propane backup generator being installed like we had hoped. The company we were dealing with finally exhausted our patience and we told them to take a hike. We can go with Plan B instead. Now we just need to recover the up-front deposit money we gave them… four months ago!!
We took some pictures down by the creek and recovered the chips from the trail cams. Really need to take the chips back down and put them in the trail cameras but it is hunting season and we don’t know for sure that there aren’t some yahoos with guns trespassing up the creek bed, so we will wait until hunting season is over to go down there again.
We got several pictures of bears between the two cameras and I think it is two bears. They seem to be different sizes. This appears to be the large male we saw about a month ago walking around up on top in the open area.
We haven’t seen the large buck since hunting season started. Hope he makes it.
The sky reflected it’s color in the water.
The leaf litter is so thick on the ground that there really aren’t many small plants around the large cedar trees.
The changing scenery in the window looking east is pretty amazing. This morning there are no mountains, just a misty gray fog in and around the trees. Please excuse the dirty window. When the guys washed off the dust on the new siding prior to painting, they made a mess out of the windows and we haven’t gotten around to washing them off yet.
We had had a bit of bird activity up by the house the last couple of weeks. There is a family of Flickers which seem to adore the Ash tree in front of the house. They are always screaming around through the trees, announcing to any bird of prey where they are hanging out. Recently they were joined by two Pileated Woodpeckers, which are also probably babies. Or, at least they are acting like babies.
Speaking of cute, we also ran into a flock of California Quail when we came up from the creek. A bunch of them flew up into trees but two others got separated from the herd and ended up on the other side of the house. They made their way across the yard in front of the house until they could rejoin their brethren.