Today Mom and I went for a walk at the beach with our new friends. It was a very windy day, and these ladies can walk fast. I kept stopping to take pictures. Then swiftly walking to catch up to them. There was a couple behind us that kept laughing at us. They said we certainly knew how to make a walk fun for everyone around us.
As you all know, I love me the heron at the pond that I take the dogs to.
We saw so many herons on this walk at the beach that even mom was suprised! None of us really knew that this was a major hang out for herons, and we were all excited. My pappa is in the process of fixing my camera, so I only had my phone camera to work with. That being said,the pictures didn’t turn out too bad.
This is the pier at the beach. I just couldn’t resist getting a picture of the crow. He was the only one willing to walk out there with the wind being so strong.
This fellow was just sitting in the field! Right beside the walk path. And there was another couple that was getting photos, and they had a dog. This one was not afraid of nobody!
This guy looked pretty proud at the spot he was at.
And this guy was walking in the water, and we all stopped to watch him hunt. It was pretty interesting!
We saw two more herons that were too far away to get a decent shot, and we saw three eagles.
Oh…and spring is a comin’…check it out!
I don’t remember what either of these flowers are called, but mom did say that they bloom in spring..so get a picture to share. I have shared!
Once in a while there is a whisper.
The whisper says look around those trees.
an eagle flies right over my head and lands in a tree.
That was a good walk!
It seems the only day I have to give time to myself and blogging is on Wednesday. And I have to say…I prefer to have a good nap in the afternoon.
That being said…
Been taking lots of pictures of the Heron. To the point of seeming like a stalker my friends have pointed out.
Oh well. As long as he is around the pond I will continue to take pictures.
“For an indigenous person, choosing not to vanish, not to feel inferior, not to hate oneself, becomes an intensely political act.”
“Our nation was born in genocide when it embraced the doctrine that the original American, the Indian, was an inferior race. Even before there were large numbers of Negroes on our shores, the scar of racial hatred had already disfigured colonial society. From the sixteenth century forward, blood flowed in battles of racial supremacy. We are perhaps the only nation which tried as a matter of national policy to wipe its indigenous population. Moreover, we elevated that tragic experience into a noble crusade. Indeed, even today we have not permitted ourselves to reject or to feel remorse for this shameful episode. Our literature, our films, our drama, our folklore all exalt it.” ~Dr. Martin Luther King
There is this wonderful lady at the shelter that I rarely get to work with who had left this for me as a gift! A cute mini keychain sock monkey. We mostly communicate through facebook messages. She has a great sense of humour and the best reality check wisdom. So again, I am grateful for these kind gestures of love.
The dog walking has been adventurous to say the least. The weather had detained me for almost a week, and the dogs were NOT impressed. When it finally did improve…life stuff got in the way. Again, dogs not impressed.
Finally they barked, whined, hugged, did I mention whined? enough that I got me shoes on and off we went.
By the way…
in case you are wondering to yourselves “She doesn’t post pictures of the dogs often.”
The reasoning behind that is simple: The dogs know the noise of both my phone camera, and the camera. They don’t enjoy paparazzi taking their pictures because they just want to be “normal” dogs, not the celebrity dogs they are at all other times. Not that they are celebrity dogs, they are just a rare breed around these parts, and I get stopped and asked questions, which interferes with “their” walk time. It is amusing when they bark at me and whine while looking at the person with the attitude eye.
Please understand…I try every single walk to get their pictures. As soon as the camera comes out of the pocket – zoom! They are off and running. Or…they also like to bark at me from behind. So that I can’t take their pictures. Seriously…other people watching have laughed seeing how they respond to me taking out the camera.
Don’t fret! I am going to figure out how to get these dogs on video and exploit their fantastic dog selves with pictures!
Today my mom and I realized that her purse was stolen yesterday at the class we teach. We have a pretty good idea of who has taken it, and my mom has such a good outlook that she said to me “Someone else must have really needed that money more than me and it must be a new year and time to start fresh with a new wallet, id and bank accounts.”
So because my mom has chosen to remain optimistic about the whole situation, I will sit here and say that sometimes these things happen.
Besides that….here is some goodness to share.
I work at a homeless shelter. We average between 25 to 65 people a night during the exteme weather time. And it is not difficult to become attached to these wonderful people that happen to have different circumstances that the rest of us.
One of the ladies there showed me her cute sock monkey. I told her how much I liked it, and was glad to see that she has something to make her smile through her day.
And the next day….she brought me this:
You just never know who is going to do something so sweet to brighten your day.