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I forgot to tell ypu that within 20 mi utes of reading this post,
I had my own encounter with fawns in Hermann. There they were, two blocks feom my house. I have a photo, too. But
I dont like the damn deer.Attachment 2489
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razz
I forgot to tell ypu that within 20 mi utes of reading this post,
I had my own encounter with fawns in Hermann. There they were, two blocks feom my house. I have a photo, too. But
I dont like the damn deer.Attachment 2489
Here is my rave for the day:
You know how we sometimes dread events that we have signed up for? Then find them an amazingly good time?
That happened to me. I was dreading, DREADING! being part of the Ikebana group at this year’s Japanese Festival. I hated having to haul in two designs (and actually punted it all into one simple design). It is the end of the flower show season, I still have a huge show to make entries for coming up soon, and I am still lost in the world of Ikebana. And the group meets so freaking often (2-3times per month) I cant keep,up! Wanh wanh wanh, complainy pants.
So I took my sad little design into the show and was blown away by the breadth and depth of the exhibits made by my fellow IKebana designers. They are stunning! They got me so excited about being part of this group! Their work is inspirational!
Now
I am pumped up,again about
Ikebana!
How can anyone hate deer. They are so beautiful. I know they eat people’s gardens but who cares. We had a squirrel eat our entire garden last year. The neighbor asked us if he could poison it and I said no. I used our dogs as a excuse.
One of the mean girls at work, age 30, had her daddy come in to complain to the COO about me. The complaint went nowhere. And my boss was friendlier than usual towards me. I am sure he does not like her going over his head with her petty peeves.
Yppej, that’s so bizarre! Deer are gorgeous animals:)). I love them. When we went to northern Wisconsin this summer we saw these beautiful creatures.
In past summers, I would have longed for something to come and eat my yard. This year being so dry, is not nearly so bad. We have the occasional deer family stroll through our hood, but I've never noticed any of them stopping to graze. i wouldn't be inclined to harm anything that was only trying to sustain itself.
I am not surprised. Deer people and tree people are all probably the same population. I think y’all should go off skipping into the forest where you have lots of trees and lots of deer, tra la tra la. So enjoy your lives with no lilies or iris!
Hahaha:~)
The deer here are a bit scary! They will cross busy streets to come after me and my dog, and stalk us down the alleys. Well, the does just dawned, so are being protective.
Still, they are adorable.
IL, yes in general I love trees unless they are making too big of a mess for me to clean up.
Some urban residents were loving their cute deer population until they realized it came with a cute deer tick infestation and an ornamental shrubs disappearing program. Suddenly, there was an interest in allowing archery hunters to “harvest” some for “management” reasons. It was a little strange to be in tree stands within no more than fifty yards of houses but he hunter success rate was near 100%. And nobody complained.
Yesterday, in Hermann, I saw a giant swallowtail butterfly. It was huge! I saw through the window and I wasn’t wearing my glasses, and at first I wasn’t sure what it was because it was fluttering in an odd way. For a moment I thought it might be a small bird. Then I ran to get my glasses and looked at it carefully and it was a big big butterfly.
Later, on the Internet, I saw the video footage of giant swallowtail laying eggs and that’s what this one was doing, so that explained the somewhat odd movement.
Cool, IL.
Today I am grateful for all of the wits on internet forums I frequent. Here LDahl is brilliant and Alan makes me laugh.
There is this guy Fredbear on the MMM site, another wordsmith, who I just discovered. Mazel ToffCocktail on a a snark site is so damned funny.
A long time ago I figured out that an important role in life for me was as audience. I am a reader, not a writer. i am the audience. Play to me, I will laugh!
IL: they amuse me also:))
We had a very positive experience with a neighbor. Our 20’ brick wall was destroyed when one of their contractors ran into it with a dumpster. The neighbor worked with the contractor, putting pressure to fix it. Contractor tried to wiggle a better deal with a wood fence, much cheaper, but our neighbor held firm that no, it must be rebuilt to the standard it had been.
The wall was rebuilt in about three weeks, start to finish of this problem. Yay! Usually these things dont go that well.
We are in Pittsburgh of all places and have found the most wonderful architectural gems. The enormous stained glass windows in the Heinz Chapel that represent world civilization and are 50% women in history are unique. The Cathedral for Learning and its Nationality classrooms are also special. I never thought I would say that I have to come back to Pittsburgh.
I grew up not far from Pittsburgh. You can read about what my childhood was like in a book by Paul Hertneky called “Rust Belt Boy: Stories of an American Childhood”. My wife grew up in the city of Pittsburgh, her father was a one handed union electrician who worked in almost every one of the downtown buildings. My father worked in a steel mill along the Ohio River. I am proud of my city has become. It came a long way from the dirty, smog working town to a gem of a place to live. I live up in the mountains now but I visit Pittsburgh often and it is a homecoming for me each time. I am glad you are enjoying it.
Pittsburgh had some beautiful churches- even in the suburbs- when I was growing up. Lots of stained glass and superb stonework. Pgh.Plate Glass "cathedral" is new and beautiful. The inclines, too! The aviary, Phipps conservatory and all the libraries. I haven't been back since 1990...lots of changes for the good I think.
IL, I never thought of St. Louis having similar architecture to Pgh. and Baltimore. Pgh. and Baltimore even have similar speech patterns. I assumed it was that they had the same immigrant groups settling-lots of Italians, Czech, Hungarian craftspeople.
Our architecture here is the most Eastern of the Midwest.
One reason I loved The
Wire (tv series) is because it all look like it was shot in St. Louis. It actually was shot in Baltimore.
St. Louis is often said to be a confused city because we are Eastern in our architecture, Midwestern in our climate, a little bit Southern in our culture.
My sister and I spent 4 days in St. Louis about 30 years ago and it was a nice city.
DD got into the very selective chamber choir she had her heart set on. Her voice is an amazing instrument; I'm so happy she's getting back into singing and appreciating and sharing this wonderful gift!
G, that’s wonderful!
That's great! Good for her!
What a great accomplishment! I'm happy for you and your DD!
That's so wonderful.
I got a rejection from a publisher for my picture book, but more encouraging than the last one...this left the door open to submit other manuscripts!
Well that’s a bummer. Keep trying.
I look at it as a rave, because I never dreamed I could write picture books, finish them and submit. So, it's a good thing. JK Rowling had lots of rejections....
Yes now I totally remember that and it only takes one!
Thank you! She gets music from her dad's DNA. I would love to have that kind of magical gift myself - but I get a lot of vicarious pleasure from it :)
Fall, fall, glorious fall with crisp temperatures and low humidity, perfect for all things active.
This is not exactly a rave, but it was something odd that was interesting and I liked it. I was strolling around a local antique mall and I ran into product tags that were hand written. The handwriting was very very similar to my own handwriting. It was so odd! Two or three words on the level were exactly as I would write them.
Ours is awesome!
I awoke in the middle of the night as usual but this time pleasantly had warm memories of my youngest son who is far away and whom I greatly miss. He recently told me he is coming home for a week in December to hunt deer with me and his brother. I don’t care about the hunting, I just want to sit with him in the woods like we used to when he was a child. Not needing to really say anything but just sharing time together. I want to answer silly questions, share a hot cup of cocoa and a pop tart and pass him a hand warmer. I miss him and regret not being around more as a father. I’m thankful though for the capacity to recall good times with him.