Like a Hawk!

A couple of weeks ago, Butch told me he’d seen a hawk outside. But it was small and definitely not a red tail. I hadn’t seen anything like that here. They usually sit in the trees that line the fields. So I was backing in the garage one night and saw that hawk buzz across the dirt piles across the road. It flew over in our neighbor’s tree and since there are no leaves anywhere-I got a good look at him. Out comes the trusty bird id field guide, and it was a Coopers Hawk. Okay, maybe anyone else could id him without help, but I’d not seen one that size before. We’ve seen him from time to time.

Last weekend we were eating lunch, watching the goldfinches and doves on the feeders I have (got some cardinals at the new feeder) and all of a sudden everyone just went nuts and disappeared. Like made themselves scarce-quick. Then we noticed why. A red tail had buzzed into the yard behind us and into the evergreens there.

RUN-RUN little birdies and hide! I guess that should be fly-fly little birdies.

Someone definitely put out the alarm on that one. Made sense why everyone just scatterered the way they did. I thought it looked like he had flown from the evergreens down onto Jeff’s back deck, but there was no way he’d get up that close to a house. Au-contraire. Tonight, we’re eating dinner, and Butch says-look, look on Jeff’s deck! And sure enough there was Mr. Red-tail just sitting there as nice as you pleased. He wasn’t really sitting still like he was trying to make himself “invisible” or anything, but just hanging out. He sat there for a while and flew off a couple of houses down, and sat on their deck rail.

That’s just fine and dandy, but as Pap once said, he wasn’t filling the bird feeders so the hawks could have plumped up grain fed dinners!

Because of the distance and through the windows, the pics didn’t turn out so good. Trust me, even though it might look like a penguin, it really is a red tail!

And yes, believe it or not, I KNOW we're goofy!

oh, and....

Happy Valentine's, my hon!

Twin Blizzards-would that be Twizzards?

It was a very bad thing. It was Jim Cantorre (butchs’ idol) on “the” channel telling me one of the most awful thing I want to hear. Guess what, it was going to snow ……again. So as everyone knows, I just can’t resist whining about the damn winter season and everything that goes with it.

Blizzards

as in Snowcalyse Part Deux

as in plural

as in 5 days time

as in I’m going to lose my mind and have to kill butch if he doesn’t stop, oh, I don’t know…..breathing??

You see, he’s on the first lay-off week of the year. He shouldn’t be bored yet. I can make a list really quick of things for him to do, but noooooo. Whateverearl.

He’s not doing anything wrong. I’m just so sick of being stuck in the house, even though I’ve gone to work except when snowed in by 3 feet of snow. We went to son #2’s house for the superbowl-which I thought that the commercials really sucked, but no one else seemed to think so. It was an adventure since the roads were still really bad from blizzard #1.

Then blizzard #2 came in while we were at work on Tuesday. I missed 2 days of work, watching the snow come down at a rate of 1.5” an hour.

Oh, whine.

30 inches of snow!

whatever….

Remember the pictures of the van from b#1?

The white whale is gone except for the side mirrors!

and one headlight

okay, i'm sorry, when there's a state of emergency declared-that means stay the hell home.  don't think just be cause you have front wheel drive on your audi you can just drive though snow that is deeper than your axles.  AND don't get stuck the hell in front of MY house!  Dumbass.

i really don't think that stop sign is going to work when there's no road anymore

the house looks like a currier and ives.

so purdy.

untill you get closer and see the amount of snow on the roof

it was looking so bad this time that butch decided it would blow in under the covered patio, too much, and the chairs out there needed to run for higher ground.  they just don't look right sitting in the garage.

the snow (blower) man is not enjoying it much anymore!

Snowbound with Betsy!

What is the name of a book that I had to read in 1^st grade. Just call me Betsy.

Those of you in FLA....could you send the longjohns and electric socks back to PA?

Or you could just send some of your COLD weather-at this point, I'd be real happy with 40 degrees. As I type.....it's 11 out.

You could pretty much figure out my feelings on winter. Not much of a secret here. But, you know, come on, please, enough already.

The weather channel says we got anywhere from 28.5 inches to 32 inches. I don’t know how they can tell, since it drifted and blew around so much. All the doors were snowed up against except the front door, and that was saved because of the porch on the front of the house. The porch still needed to be shoveled, but at least it hadn’t reached up the door. butch was antsy once it stopped snowing, and went out to shovel the porch, so we could shovel/blow the snow this morning. But then he saw just how much was up against the garage doors. His estimate…42 inches. He shoveled down the sidewalk just to get to the doors, and then had to shovel in front of them so we could get the damn doors open without having 4 feet of snow fall inside. So we (him) couldn’t stand to let it go, and boy are we (me) glad we didn’t. We were outside doing just the front and it took going on 3 hours.

I need to get me WAY closer to the equator than this!

The Goldfinches, never stopped

Yup, it'll be spring before she goes anywhere

The Hula glass...was full of snow-i'm sorry, that's just wrong

Ok, I really don't think it's necessary to have snow deeper than the snow blower!

Yeah....

again with the snow. That damn rodent in Pauxataney.
of course phil saw his shadow, they have a kabillion television lights on at that hour of the morning. i forgot this year to turn the pa cable tv on when i got up. you would not believe the celebration that they have up there at groundhog central. they shoot off fireworks at 6am! kinda cool though, waking up to fireworks.
6 more weeks of this crap
damn