Exploring with a new eye

I’ve been at my new job one month now and I’m delighted to report things still seem to be going well. This week OWEB had it’s board meeting, which I attended for part of a day as a spectator. During that time I saw presentations by our region reps about grants they were recommending for funding.

With this new information when I went for my Friday night hike at the little Metro rehab area on the way to the SEO barn, I looked at things with a new eye.

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These logs have been placed in the stream to provide a place for fish to rest.

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This wall of logs is another way to create nice, cool fish resting places. Because the logs protect the bank, the river gets deeper there and the fish hang out.

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While this is a lovely scene at the end of my hike, the flatness and un-shady-ness is not ideal for fish; however, this area has been diverted from the main river and there are a bunch of logs in the area just above. So clearly some kind of planning is going on…?

In addition to these delightful pondering, I enjoyed the spring flowers in bloom.

I also caught a nice photo of a pair of tree swallows (so plentiful, but so hard to ID) actually perched.

treeswallowAfter finishing my hike, I went to see the horses, then came home under an amazing sunset. This photo does NOT do it justice.

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Canemah’s in bloom

In the last two weeks of not posting, Canemah has emerged into bloom. Camas, fawn lilies, and even iris area out.

It was another drizzly day around here, but we made it out. The camas will be done soon, but everything is still stunning.

I am sure that the woodpecker pair I commented on a few weeks ago does have a nest in a tree hollow. When I stopped there today to take a look, I heard the faintest little cries coming from the tree. As the website says there incubation period is 11-12 days, that seems about right.

Shameful

It’s been two weeks since I’ve posted. I don’t have a great excuse. I’ve done two paintings nights that I could have posted about (and hope to tomorrow). I’ve taken some walks and hikes. But mostly I’ve just been surviving.

Today was a rainy spring day, so I stayed in most of the day and worked on getting caught up with… well… everything. I did leave the house to give the dog a walk and I took my camera to capture the beauty of the neighborhood flowers.

That will have to do for a post!

Native plant tour

I am sure I am not the only person who finds all sorts of fun things to do on Facebook and has a hard time following up on them. For a while now, I have wanted to take one of the monthly “walks” guided by the Native Plant Society of Oregon. Today that finally worked out for me and I went out to St. Helens to a little park called Nob Hill.

I wish I would have asked for a plant list, though I did pick up a nifty pamphlet by Metro I hadn’t seen before. With this pamphlet I hope to put formal names to some of the flowers I see around Canemah regularly.

On this hike, however, we saw white fawn lily (Erythronium oregonum), trillium, camas, strawberries, several types of ferns, ninebark, and lots of other things that unfortunately I am now having trouble remembering…

But the most exciting thing was seeing, for the first time, checker lilies (Fritillaria affinis).

Of course, after this reports of seeing the first osprey of the year completely pale. I also saw a cute little ruby crowned kinglet. But the checker lily was the most exotic.

At home in Canemah, Great Horned Owl let  me see him three times this week (with the time change I’ve been able to go after work; as it’s getting dark, he’s calling so I can find him easier). Vultures have returned and trillium are in bloom. The rain this week helped with the drought, but it’s going to be a tough summer for the frogs.

And I guess that’s all the news that’s fit to print about today!

About 8/10ths sane

With two days to go until I have to deliver the paintings for my show through Clackamas County Arts Alliance, I can honestly say I am about 8/10ths sane.

paintingsThis is a picture of eight paintings all packed up and ready to go; however, I want to have ten paintings. One painting I am still (frantically) working on. The other, I am waiting for the acrylic “glass” to arrive and obsessively tracking the package on UPS.

To take my mind off this, I went for a hike in Canemah after work. I saw my owl getting harassed by a couple of crows.

It’s the second time I’ve seen him in this “new” area and I’m curious if maybe there is a reason for his move.

I also spotted a Red-Breasted Sapsucker. I had no idea they made such a “screaming” cry.

A weekend… spent

There are some weekends that are so enjoyable you wish you could do over again.

And then there are weekends like this.

Saturday morning: Golf

When my dad died a few months ago, I took his golf clubs and various golf things.

When I was in high school I played a lot of golf, usually with Dad and his father. I was on the high school varsity team and could have gone on to state if I had followed up in my senior year; I didn’t because the girls team was dissolved and I (foolishly) didn’t want to practice on the boys teams (WHY? my older self yells.) But once in college I didn’t pursue it and it has been twenty years since I picked up a club.

dadsclubsI’m not sure what appealed to me about Dad’s clubs, but I took them because they were something that reminded me of him.

Last weekend a co-worker offered me a free ticket to the Portland Golf Expo, and I got a few coupons and various other offers to play. It was enough to inspire me and I took myself off to my local golf range to hit a few buckets this last week and made an appointment for a tee time at Sah-Hah-Lee on Saturday morning.

bestshotDad and I often played here; it’s a cozy little par 3 course. It has been remodeled since I last played and I’m afraid I got a lost a few times. But I did make par on hole 4!

It was a nice start to the morning, but tiring. I’m glad I made an effort to play with Dad’s clubs, but unfortunately they are too long for me. He was six inches taller than I. If I choose to continue, I’ll have to look into a new set, but I’ll keep the rest of hit equipment.

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The Art Meltdown

Last weekend I was supposed to drop off my art at the Three Rivers Artist Gallery & Gifts (they have a new location now, inside Singer Hill Cafe!) In spite of the fact it was on my calendar, I forgot. I mean… completely and utterly. If I hadn’t got a phone call, it just wouldn’t have happened. When Linda Merry called to remind me, I ran down and dropped off my art, but I didn’t have the accompanying paperwork. I promised to drop it off this week, and Saturday after golf, I swung by the gallery to deliver it.

And there I had my meltdown.

One of the challenged of watercolor is the fact that it must be framed; once framed, the painting is protected, but its the frame that takes all the damage. The gallery committee had noticed a few dings on my frames and asked me to repair them before the paintings were put up for sale.

While this may seem reasonable (and it probably even is), the dings are very minor and quite expensive to repair; essentially it means reframing the pieces completely. Rather than argue the point, I asked to be removed from the rotation and took my paintings back.

Unfortunately, this is not the end of the saga. Another thing I had to accomplish this weekend was a completely inventory of my art to decide what frames I need to order and what pieces I will select for my show in two weeks through the Clackamas County Arts Alliance Artist Exhibit Program. This morphed into a six hour slog through two rooms of my house and the garage. A friend (thank you, Denise!) came over and helped me for an hour fine tune my spreadsheet.

The great news is that I’m done and organized. The bad news is that I have a lot to purchase in the next couple of weeks.

A Spring Hike

Sunday morning I got up and Finn convinced me that golf, which great exercise for me, wasn’t as much fun for him and we went for a hike before church. Spring has definitely arrived.

And the Rest

What was left of the weekend was spent in the company of my friend, Lea. we went to dinner and then to a lecture  put on by Portland knitting shop, Twisted, by Cat Bordi and Jim Petkiewicz (of Frog Tree Alpacas) that benefited Community Links International.

It was an excellent evening and I’m going to list Peru as a place I’d love to travel!

The “free” weekend

So, unusually, I had a free weekend. I had nothing scheduled, nothing to go to, nothing committed. For once, I wasn’t behind on some project and most things were in a stable state.

What should I do?

Too much.

Saturday I got up and went to the farmer’s market, then headed out to Sound Equine Options for regularly scheduled stall cleaning. On the way out to see the horses, we stopped for a quick hike; spring had definitely sprung.

After taking care of these errands, I buckled down to a task that’s been on my plate since the Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival in September: cleaning my fleece.

After some debate, I decided to try the instructs on this website and use my washing machine for cleaning duty.

First wash

Second Wash

Eventually the water looked better, so I moved the fleece to the garage for drying. JJ supervised and says so far so good. We won’t know how things turned out until it dries and I get it to the carding stage.

fleecedryingI decided not to bother with the skirt and put on a little trellis area in hopes the birds would use it for nesting material.

fleeceforbirdsWhile waiting between washing stages, I continued my resolution to have a better yard this year. At the farmer’s market I purchased bags of hazelnut shells from He Sells These Shells and after weeding, spread them around my yard. Because spring is coming…

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Sunday came and I apparently woke up without my brain. After church I took a quick hike in Canemah to admire more signs of springs and a lovely Ruby-Crowned Kinglet.

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Then I decided to use the free ticket to the golf expo a co-worker gave me. My dad taught me to golf and in high school I was on the varsity team. While I gave up my clubs a few years ago, I inherited my dad’s clubs and I’ve been giving some thought to getting back into it. But I’m glad the ticket was free, because basically it was a lot of advertising and sales. I’ll sort through everything I collected and it may turn out I got a couple of free rounds, but other than that I didn’t learn anything too exciting.

I arrived home hoping to do some more gardening to a message from Three Rivers Artist Guild; I had COMPLETELY forgotten today was the drop off day for art going into our new gallery! I hustled down with no time to spare as the volunteers were just locking up. But I did make it.

From there it was back to gardening, then groceries, and now laundry.

Where did the weekend go?

Bean goose and winter deer

On Saturday I drove down to Lincoln City to see my mom.

We met up at Nestucca Wildlife Refuge to join the Audubon Society of Lincoln City in their monthly (free) bird walk. The main excitement of this trek was the opportunity to see the (probably) most rare bird in North America: The Tundra Bean Goose current hanging out with the resident Cackling Geese at the refuge. As this bird typically resides in Asia, birders from all over have come to gawk at this unusual resident.

The ASLC gives GREAT bird walks; the leaders are so knowledgeable that I learn things every time I go out with them. The birds weren’t terrible cooperative this trip; I know our leader, Jack, was hoping to see a Northern Pygmy Owl sighted regularly in the area, but we didn’t have any luck with that. All of us spotted a ruby-crowned kinglet, an American kestrel, and an assortment of other birds, but most were at a distance and my photos were not great. One exciting spot was a Cassin’s vireo; a couple members got good pictures, but I only heard it.

When i was walking down to see the Tundra, however, I did spot a nice little doe and (probably) her last spring fawns enjoying a late morning snack before bedding down for the day.

After the formal walk, the group did a quick road tour of a nearby pond. Again, I only spotted a few birds, but one young red tail posed for an extended period on a wire just at road height for some great photos.

Mom and I decided to get lunch in Seaside, and from there we when to Whalen Island. It was the first time I’d been there and I was very impressed. I saw a golden-crowned kinglet, a bald eagle, and several egrets. Mom and I were amused by two or three Anna’s hummingbirds enjoying a quince thicket.

It was a good day. I wish Dad could have been there.

Raptor Road Trip with 2 friends

armindaandclover2Today I headed out to Sauvie Island with my friend Arminda and her daughter, Clover, for the Audubon Society of Portland’s Raptor Road Trip.

I have been looking forward to this little trip for a while. The Audubon Society holds it annually, and a few years ago, before my dad lost his mobility, we went out for this same trip. We had a really good time and I’m not sure why I haven’t gone back.

The weather was windy and wet, but we made our way out to the island. After I pointed out the first few raptors and showed off a few of the spots I learned about when I went on the Oregon Wildlife Tour last March, they were quickly as good at spotting red tails as I was.

We decided to go out to the Wildlife Viewing Platform first, then Rentenaar Rd. A red tailed hawk was going to be released at Howell Territorial Park at 1pm, and from there we doubled back to Coon Point. I added 13 species to my year list and learned a variety of great birding tricks and tips. Arminda and Clover said they had a great time too. We were on the island until the Audubon Society closed up shop at 2, then we headed for home with a quick sandwich along the way.

Here are some highlights of the day.

Sandhill Cranes

Bird walk on Rentenaar Rd. – Sparrow ID

Fields in Flight

Arminda IDs these Common Mergansers

The Education Birds

The Changing Light and Weather

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Arminda and I discuss a hawk ID (she was right, it’s a red tail)

The Release