My friends are out there soaking up these warm Fall days. They are teasing me for watching the sky for signs of snow. They joke that I have my head in the clouds. It’s not my head as much as my eyes! I will admit that at times, the “snow vigil” does get a little dull. Especially on the days where the heat is thick and my hopes are thin. I have gotten a seasonal bucket list for Fall from Pinterest and will attempt to do some of the things from the list today to see if that passes the time. First on the list, “drink some apple cider.” That sounds like a plan.
Let the “list” adventure begin!
I celebrated my second birthday yesterday. Two years! That’s 730 days! Some have felt longer than others, but all have been filled with adventure!
I did it! I survived summer. I did not burst into flames or turn into a melted puddle of fur and bones because of the heat. I did not get eaten alive by mosquitoes (which at times felt like a sure possibility). I didn’t die of boredom as I waited for those long days full of sunlight to pass. And here I am, one season closer to that magical time of year – winter! I can almost feel the snow now!
I love Fall in my woods because there is always that delightful reality that it very well may snow sooner than you think. I have seen snow in October in my woods before. The hope is so very real that I can almost taste it! I can feel it in my bones – that’s figuratively speaking, of course, since I am not nearly as old as Lucy the black lab who literally feels the promise of snow in her bones as they ache and creak with the change in weather.
Oh, we are just that much closer. I will begin my vigil now; I will watch the sky for that first snowflake.
Let the Fall adventure begin!
I was sitting out in the yard last night watching the stars and enjoying the full moon. That’s when I got a brilliant idea. Let’s just say, I was inspired! I theorized that singing Christmas carols would somehow speed time up and make winter arrive sooner. It works in the beginning of November for those “early bird Christmas carol” people (you know the ones, the people who have carols going while their jack-o-lantern is still fresh; the same people who put out Valentine’s candy in the stores when we should be after-Christmas shopping!)!
So I sat straight up and in true form, I tipped my head back and began to sing. I began with the first thing that came to mind which was “It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas.” The words were hopeful on my lips. I paused and looked around. I even felt the air temperature. No change. Time to try another song. I began with the sweet lilting line, “silent night….” when my friendly neighbor, Lucy the black lab, showed up and exclaimed “no, it isn’t!” Oops. At least most ideas seem brilliant at first. It was worth a shot!
Let the adventure begin!
I ran into Jughead in the woods today….literally. He said he saw me coming, but I could’ve sworn his eyes were closed even after I bumped into him. He says he gets that a lot on account of his droopy eyes. I was looking to the sky so I most certainly did not see him there. I was trying to watch the cloud patterns; wondering if they showed any sign of the change of seasons. When I explained what I was doing to Jughead, he assured me that changes were happening….he could smell it! That’s the best news I have heard in a long time. He says that the smell of the air changes as nature goes through the process of slowing down for winter. The changes are subtle, he explained, but he assured me that he could smell them. Encouraged by the news, I tried sniffing the wind (I am a dog after all). I wound up hyperventilating! I don’t know exactly what he smells in the air, but I am so glad to hear it!
Let the changes begin!
I saw a bumper sticker that made me cringe….”forever summer” …that’s what it said. I shudder at the thought! I am beginning to wonder if that is indeed what is happening here. It is STILL summer. The air is still warm and even a little muggy. There is no frost on my pumpkin. There is no wood smoke in the air. There are no orange-wearing hunters wandering the woods. It seems that it may forever be summer, for there are no visible signs of Fall yet. I hope that the bumper stickers are just a cruel joke on someone’s part and that it will not indeed be forever summer! There’s only one way to find out….
Let the waiting continue!
Okay, more pictures today. These are Fred the llama’s friends. They hang out in my woods because there is a little grassy bench nearby. I usually use this spot to watch for the first snowflake, but these llamas look down most of the time, going from one blade of grass to another. The white one is my favorite, her name is Snowy (what a great name, huh?)! She had a baby last year and his name is Zoro because of that mask he was born with. He is a runner and likes to try to play chase with me. He stands and scratches his foot on the ground and then takes off. Since he is just a kid still, I try to let him win when we are racing, or at least think he’s winning right up until the last second, and then I speed up and win. He is getting a little harder to beat, but don’t tell him that!
Let the llama adventure begin!
I decided to walk in the woods and snap some pictures of some friends from the woods nearby. The one-year old puppies are brother and sister, Dozer (brown and white) and Indy (all brown). They are half Anatolian Shepherd and half Bernese Mountain Dog. Their dad is the fawn-colored, a full Anatolian Shepherd named Blaze. When I am bored, I hang out with them. They aren’t just plain runners like me. They are more like guard dogs; they sleep and wait to hear something of interest and then they take off like a racehorse coming out of the starting gates. That’s the part of hanging out with them that I like. The napping, I can do at home; but those dogs are fast! It is so fun to try to keep up with them. I talked Tepkins the frog into making a disturbance in the woods so the dogs would take off running and we could skip the napping part on one particular day, but the problem is these dogs are really smart. They knew what Tepkins was up to and completely ignored him. I still hang out with them to pass the time even if only for the possibility of the run.
Let the running adventure begin!
The trip was a success! I have a freezer full of Salmon and crab. The fish were biting and the change of scenery helped to pass the time.
But as Dorothy said, “there’s no place like home.”
Never underestimate the power of home. Home is a comforting force of nature that can not be explained, but only felt. The sights are familiar, the things that go bump in the night only soothe and never startle you at home, the smells flood the mind with a sense of belonging. Home is a good place. It is easy to forget that when you take it for granted. That was enough adventure this time.
Let the peace and quiet begin!