Sunday Poser #73- Easy Does It

Sadje has invited us to respond to her Sunday Poser Question.

I don’t know if I got used to not keeping a schedule before I did childcare for the better part of my life, or childcare inspired me not to keep a strict routine.
When I recall how ‘last minute’ I was with school assignments, I’m inclined to think it’s the former. It may seem odd to care for kids and NOT have a routine. I’m sure some people do. But kids live life ‘in the moment’. Appreciating that myself, is probably why I was drawn to kids (and all kinds of animals). What I’m doing at any given moment is the most interesting thing.
I joined a bowling team once… having to be there at a specific time was just too much for me! That experiment lasted two weeks. LOL
I can’t imagine watching a backhoe digging in the driveway and breaking away from that interesting experience according to the demands of a clock. Deadlines, schedules, and routines ruin my life experiences more often than enhance them. I’m oddly very punctual at scheduled events. (I just want to get them over with, as soon as, possible.)
When my husband and I are at our camp, guess when we eat meals? When we feel hungry, of course. Because we’re happily busy there, it’s most often, only once a day and likely not together. We’ll enjoy a few adult beverages at day’s end together though. Day’s end isn’t even a specific time. 😉
I take blogging the same way. Some days it’s one fun ‘write’ after another, and other days, something else captures my attention. (I don’t have ADD or Autism. I’ve checked. lol)
I can leave blogging alone for extended periods, like weeks or even months. Actually, rediscovering it after a long absence, is its own kind of fun.
I hope this post serves my blogging friends as a warning. If I don’t respond to a comment, I’m not ignoring you. I haven’t seen it yet. 😀

Weekly Smile 7/19/21 Sun-ripened Sweetness

This week was a continuance of an especially rainy July. My vacation time fell during that spell, of course. It didn’t disappoint as much as you may imagine, though.
Rainy days are slow and easy. They certainly curtail lawnmowing and other strenuous chores so relaxation is served on a platter.
Reading, listening to podcasts, and chatting filled most of my time.
Our gardens are growing like gangbusters too!
But I noticed that there’s one thing seriously missing when the sun doesn’t shine.
The term “Sun-ripened for sweetness” is no joke. Our raspberries are large, plentiful, and juicy but very tart!
Now, our Concord grapes are coming on in a bumper crop from the rain. Yet, I’m worried that their flavor will not be excellent if Mr. Sunshine doesn’t get after them in August. My fingers are crossed!
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Weekly Smile 5/17/21 Lovely Weekend

We finally got a Friday night through Sunday at our woodland campsite.
It felt wonderful!

The crabapple trees are flowering and humming with honeybees.

Spring flowers everywhere.

violets and forget-me-nots

The frogs are happily living around our little pond.

I found some trillium and a Jack-in-the-pulpit.

frog 2021

And? When I decided to look for my first 4-leafed clover all I had to do was look down and there it was.

4 leafed clover

The sounds of gray tree frogs, pileated woodpeckers, and the Spring run-off were music to my ears.
This is my favorite time of year!


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Not the same old feelings…

Hosta (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Funny how our minds work. Just a photo of a hosta plant in another blog got me thinking. Yikes!

Here goes:

When I was a kid, we were very fortunate to have a family cottage on a lake. Along the side of the cottage was a patch of hosta plants. They grew every year even when mowed down to make a better path. I thought that they were homely, good for nothing, weeds. I’d trip over them while playing twilight games of hide-n-seek. But…there they grew with a tenacity that I could not appreciate in childhood.

I now have my own piece of outdoor heaven in a wooded area. There were barren, shady spots where nothing would grow. I discovered hostas in a new light. Their name even “put me off”. I had already decided, years ago, that I did not like hostas. At the local greenhouse, there was a larger variety of them than I had ever realized.

The happy ending is a lovely, much appreciated shady garden. Hosta does not mean the same to me now, although I can “drum up” a shudder, still, when reminiscing.

If I were to return to life as a plant, I think I would like to be a hosta. Rather plain…shade loving… and tenacious.


I believe this is a variety of camel cricket. The ones that I have found in my online search, have a humped-up back…this does not. I’ve found them beneath tarps in moist environments at our camp. The largest ones have bodies almost as long as my thumb and an overall length(tip of feelers to tail) of about 4 inches.

If anyone knows more about this specific cricket, please add links and information.

Camel Crickets prefer dark damp areas. I personally like their “woody” appearance and texture. They can become pests to homeowners but, in the woods, are just a small marvel.

Their eyesight is poor due to their preference for dark places. I suspect this is what gave me the opportunity to photograph this guy without a quick get-away.


This is our old friend Pat the milk snake. (Isn’t she pretty?)

I would guess that Pat is a large female but she is an ornery type and I’m not up to the task of handling her. She frequents our generator bin which gets nice and “sauna-like” in the sunshine. I have photos from 2009 taken in the generator bin. Since Milk Snakes can live for 21 years, Pat may have been around for quite a while.  She is approaching the maximum length of 36″ this is why I believe we are visited by the same creature.  It is in the interest of not injuring her, as well as the avoiding of a bite, that we open the bin expecting her to be there.

Milk snakes lay eggs during June. I suspect we’ll see some smaller ones soon.

Milk snakes eat grasshoppers, mice and frogs. My frogs are probably in some danger but I believe Pat’s station in the generator bin near our wood pile, keeps her filled with mice. I’ve never spotted her near our pond.

They also eat venomous snakes like copperheads. I have not seen a copperhead. Just in case, I’m giving her a shout out.  “Keep up the good work Pat!”

Pat is welcome to stay with us. Our generator bin keeps her warm and safe while she digests her food and sheds her skin.  She thinks she is a big tough rattlesnake though. If she is studied too long she twitches her tail and acts like she’s going to strike so we give her her space and hope she keeps the mice away from our camp.