We humans are a strange lot. We allow ourselves to be “ruled over” by the lowliest of rulers. We give to them when we know we will receive nothing in return. They greedily take from us and scold us when we are not quick to give them what they feel is there due. We humans are a strange lot.

The humming bird feeders were empty this afternoon when I got home. I did not know how much noise humming birds made until at the request of my friend, who is graciously allowing me to use her house while mine is being built, asked me to put out the feeders. Humming birds are greedy, bossy and noisy. They are Speedy Gonzalez with wings. They are cool. I like watching them. There is one that seems to know who I am. It will buzz by me turn around and then hover just a few feet from my face. They all seem to know who fills the feeder because when they see me and the feeder is empty they come to the fence sit on it and “yell” at me. I am their servant and they are my masters. I dutifully buy sugar for no other reason than to feed the humming birds. They say the average American eats over 100lb of sugar a year. I wonder how many like me by 10 lb bags of sugar every 2 weeks to feed the birds. I wonder how much folks like me are messing up the statistics.

Dogs, cats and now humming birds what will demand my time and energy next? Are we thinking chickens?

It’s hot here in the mountains so as was sitting under the fan trying to cool down I looked out the window and saw what looked like a dozen hummingbirds at the feeders. I decided to try a few shots and was surprised that I got anything. It was nearing dusk and my camera is not the best so I did not expect much. At first the birds refused to cooperate, I had the door to the porch open and stood there as still as I could with my camera on a tripod. No luck so I decided to hide. I placed a bright red blanket over the door window, adjusted my nifty camera view screen so I could see my subject and waited. I am happy with the results. I cant wait to try this in the daylight.

Good morning campers, long time no write.

It’s promising to be a nice day here in the country. I was awakened at 6:15 this morning to a lighter sky and the singing of birds. It’s all so poetic this being awakened by nature until one takes into account that I worked Wednesday and Thursday from 7 at night to 8 or so in the morning. This schedule made my Friday “day off” just a day to kinda recoup and I had hoped to sleep in today(Saturday). On days when I want to sleep in and I can’t I am reminded of a window commercial that I saw a long time ago where you see this guy sleeping under an open window, there is a gentle breeze, kids are playing, birds are singing and in the distance there is the sound of a lawnmower. It’s just a perfect weekend morning scene. The guy underneath the window sits up, grabs hold of the window and closes it. All becomes quiet and the guy goes back to sleep. I tried that this morning but I had slept over 5 hours yesterday afternoon and I was wide awake at 6...15...in the morning. ugh.

Oh well it’s gonna be a busy day, I might as well start early and it is a very nice morning for the dogs and I to take a walk, then I can hook up the trailer and drop it off at the property for tomorrow, then head up to the grocery store and the feed store before I………..

I was talking to my cousin last night she wants to come down for a week. I told her she is more than welcome but remember there is not a lot “to do” around here, of course that does depend on what you mean by “to do”.

I cant believe how long it has been since I last bloged but.. life has been busy.

Most of my not going to the job hours have been spent at the cabin work site. Things are moving along well (for now) and I try to get every thing I can do done. I keep the work site clean, I salvage wood the builder considers trash and I consider usable (It‘s unbelievable how wasteful building a house can be). I am also trying to get at least some of the property mowable.

You wont believe how many rock there are. In the old days farmers would send their kids into the fields and have them move the rocks. I’m not a farmer, its not the old days and I don’t have any kids with me so this old lady is moving them one by one. The weather here is much cooler than at the beach BUT when you are moving rocks 75-80 degrees feels hot. Now you would think that doing all this work would give one a since of accomplishment but nooooo. When I mowed around the barn I saw how much work needs to be done to the barn. Cleaning up around the cabin I see how much landscaping needs to be done. Every time I get one thing done there is another thing that needs to be done staring me in the face. Its Kinda like that Gicko commercial where the stack of money stares at people symbolizing how much money they can save. Well every time I see something that needs to be done I see a little stack of money that symbolizes how much money I have to spend. I knew that there was a lot to be done and I don’t mind the work. I figure that at about the time my kids decide I need to be in a nursing home I will have the place looking just like I want it to look.