302: Promises, promises

Thistle and grass seeds

The local weather people keep promising us that this heat spell will break.  Of course it will, sooner or later.  But they keep putting it off another day.  Originally it was supposed to cool down into the 80s beginning today.  Then it was moved to Saturday or Sunday.  Now they’re saying Monday.  Methinks they just aren’t sure so they keep promising it for another day.  It’s a bit like dieting or the joke about free beer:  “Free beer tomorrow.”  Tomorrow never comes.

Goldfinch food and nesting material

Timing can be everything, don’t you think?  In the mornings I get up and go about my usual morning routine which includes (but is not limited to) yoga, some form of exercise, breakfast, and a little time with M.  M gets up and goes about his usual morning routine which includes (but is not limited to) yoga (occasionally), breakfast, getting ready for and going off to work.  Before the routines begin, we both make a pilgrimage to the front and back windows of the house (not usually together, mind you, as we’re on slightly different schedules).  I like to go to the front first and look at the sunrise and/or watch the birds playing in the bird bath.  Then I go to the back to see how the pond is doing.  It’s a way of saying hello to the day before I do anything else.

Morning bath time

This morning M didn’t have to rush off to work so he went outside to give the flowers a morning watering.  While he was doing that, I went down to the basement for my date with the elliptical.  M was gone longer than I expected, but I have learned over the years not to pay attention to those expectations as M has a way of going off to do one thing and taking care of five other things that need to be done as well.  I figured he decided to water the veggie garden too, or started weeding, got into the rhythm of it, and time slipped away.  When he did come back an hour or so later, it turns out he’d spent the time over at the neighbor’s discussing where the property line is.

Caught in a web

While he was watering the flowers M noticed a man in a bulldozer busily working near the willow trees.  He went over and asked the guy doing the bulldozing if he knew where the property line is.  Bulldozer Guy, who has some sort of excavation business and should know better, said, “Not exactly.”  Right.  Don’t you think you should find out before you start bulldozing down hedgerows and trees?  It’s the smart thing to do if you don’t want to pay to replace big trees (big trees are terribly expensive to purchase, move, and have planted).

Long story, short, the neighbor eventually joined the conversation and M took him and Bulldozer Guy on a walk to show them where the markers are for the property line.  We know them well, having walked the line (now I’ll have that Johnny Cash song in my head all day) when we were thinking about buying the property.  We walked it again with a map that shows the markers just before making an offer on the property.  The markers are all still out there.  You just have to know where to look.

The moral of this story is, I suppose, not to be a nice guy and assume your neighbor will confine himself or his hired workers to his property whilst he is making major changes.  Go ahead and love thy neighbor but get out the map (an Indigo Girls song) and walk the line.  We almost lost the row of willows and hemlocks that we have been carefully tending and growing for the past eight years.

Today's glimpse of the pond

With the bulldozer noises going on for most of the morning, today’s outdoor time was not as peaceful and soothing as yesterday.  I started to walk over and watch the bulldozing process, but then thought better of it.  It would have angered and/or saddened me, especially after I noticed the hedgerow located just behind the willows is gone.  Until I can find some acceptance about the situation (something I was doing until today’s round of bulldozing), the best course of action is avoidance.

I walked around on the other side of the property for a while and admired the Black-Eyed Susans and the Purple Coneflowers.

They look like miniature suns to me

After I’d had enough of the sun beating down upon me, I went back to the old purple maple tree where I sat yesterday to cool off on all levels.  I found the spot where I sat yesterday, sat down, and then noticed there is a fairy ring right in front of the spot.  With the lack of rain, I was surprised to find mushrooms growing so well.

They must be thriving on the morning dew.  If  you look closely in the photo above,  you’ll see some dewdrops on the blades of grass.  I first noticed the dew when I decided to lie on the ground to get some close-up photos.  That will teach me to always carry a towel.

A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

~ Douglas Adams, A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

You can read more of the towel quote here.

I considered stepping into the middle of the fairy ring, but I’ve read enough stories about people disappearing that way.  They enter the land of the fairies, stay a few days, then find they’ve been gone from this realm for hundreds of years.  I’m not ready to disappear for a few hundred years.  I bet they don’t cut down their hedgerows in the land of the fairies, though.

I tried to get an overhead shot of the ring.  None of them came out well.  It’s a big ring and I couldn’t get the right perspective.  I’ll leave you with a few more shots from my walk back to the house.  The dragonflies continue to show off, and the Queen Anne’s Lace is doing well this year.

Thanks for stopping by the Bogs today and joining me on my walk.  I enjoyed your company.  🙂

32 Comments on “302: Promises, promises”

  1. Hallysann says:

    I enjoyed walking with you 🙂

  2. comingeast says:

    Robin, the pictures were gorgeous and the text that went along with them was delightful. Dang! I wish I could learn to use my camera properly instead of leaving it on automatic. I’m so afraid I’ll mess it up and won’t be able to get the settings back to the way they’re supposed to be. Are you a professional photographer? How do you get the copyright symbol and your name on the photos? I’m really enjoying your posts so much, I’m putting you on my blogroll so I can find you more easily. If you want me to take you off, just say the word.

    • Robin says:

      Coming East: I’d like to be a professional photographer, but I’m more likely to give away photos than actually sell any. So I guess that makes me not quite professional.

      I use Picasa (which you can download free at Picasa.com) to put the watermark (copyright symbol) on my photos. It can be done in Photoshop as well, but I’m not well versed in how to do it there.

      Thank you for adding me to your blogroll. I’ll be updating mine soon and had already planned to add your blog. I really enjoy your writing.

  3. tedgriffith says:

    Thanks for the pictures, they were great! I certainly can sympathize about the neighbors. Ours don’t cut things down, they are stock car racers and work on their cars at home. LOUD! I hope that things will grow quickly to replace what has been lost.

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Ted. 🙂

      A few houses down from us live a family who participate in demolition derbies. We often hear them over there smashing things well into the night when they’re getting ready for a competition so I know what you mean by LOUD.

  4. Thank God your husband had the “property line talk”–sounds like things needed to be clarified! By the way, it’s still so God-awful hot here we can hardly stand it!
    Have a great weekend, Robin–and stay cool!

    • Robin says:

      I hope it’s cooled off for you a little there, Kathy. We have a cold front moving through today and it already feels significantly better. Much less oppressive, especially with the wind blowing.

  5. Your willows and hemlocks were destined to survive, I believe. That’s why M left for work later than usual, he being their saviour. The Universe takes care of these things, don’t you think? 🙂

    Love your photos today, Robin. Some very vibrant colours there, especially in the flower photos. And I can sypathise with you being fed up with the on going heat. It’s the story of our lives here in summer, but yes, the heat will pass eventually, I promise. I am enjoying the middle of winter here right now!

  6. You would think that people would think to check just where a property line was, especially if something was about to be destroyed. The house next door was recently foreclosed – some guys came over to clean it out, and “accidentally” took an entire pile of chopped wood that actually belonged to the neighbor because they thought it was on the property that they were supposed to clean…… whoopsy?? Love the wildflowers!!

    • Robin says:

      Thanks, Holly. 🙂

      I would think that about people except I’ve learned not to expect to much from my neighbors lately. We’ve had problems on all sides with neighbors who didn’t bother to check the property line. That’s one reason we know the lines and the markers so well. Lots of experience. lol!

  7. 98 here this afternoon, with a 110 heat index. If my neighbor – who is about as clueless as yours seems to be – had done that today, I might be spending the night in the hooskow…

    Maybe I should take up yoga…

    Beautiful pics, as always… Thanks for sharing.

  8. It’s a good thing M brought the property line to your neighbor’s attention!

    Love the bird taking the morning bath photo–sweet.

    We used to get fairy rings quite often–tough to get rid of, but how perfectly round they were!

  9. hugmamma says:

    Since I’m nowhere near the photographer you are…I can at least stop by and admire yours.

    hugs for sharing… 🙂

  10. Kel says:

    oh i feel your pain about the possibility of losing trees
    we have planted hundreds here and not all survived, so the ones which have are precious
    so glad M went over to remind them where the line was and not to cross it!

    • Robin says:

      Thanks, Kel. 🙂

      We’ve lost quite a few trees due to weather (cold and hot). The baby trees have such a rough time of it in the extremes.

  11. penpusherpen says:

    I bet they don’t either Robin, fairies have more feeling for the land and nature. I felt so angered, then heartened that ‘M’ was able to put your neighbour and bulldozer man straight, I would have felt totally sickened too by the totally stupid action of not looking into the boundary lines. A near disaster averted but what if ‘M’ had not been there? Maybe fate placed him at the right point in time. … I went to a garden centre yesterday and had to stop myself buying everything in sight, I was like a kiddy in a sweet shop, so many rich colourful plants, … Hydrangeas,(blue lace and looking so beautiful) Scarlet Betulia pouring over a garden pot, like a brilliant waterfall. Oh My, I could go on forever, but in the end just bought a hanging Basket containing a mass of pink and white Double petaled Impatiens. I was overdosed with Colour. What a fantastic feeling… Which brings me nicely to describing how I feel on gazing at your beautiful photo’s… Thank you for your wonderful posts…. xPenx

    • Robin says:

      You’re welcome, Pen. I’m glad you’re enjoying them. Hydrangeas are such pretty flowers. I can see why they would have you going on forever. 🙂

  12. Karma says:

    Thank goodness M was able to set those neighbors straight before they did any more damage. Hopefully what you end up seeing from their bulldozing will be minimal. You do have to wonder why they would buy a property in a wooded area just to knock it down.
    On to nicer things: love the susans and coneflower. Even the coneflower looks hot somehow! My hydrangeas were droopy in the heat yesterday. I’m still waiting for a dragonfly shot this summer; I’ve seen some big ones hovering around.

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Karma. 🙂

      You have to be very patient for those dragonfly shots. They fly in patterns. When you see one, stand still and watch it for a while. That’s the best way to figure out how to catch one (with the camera, that is).

  13. boatacrosstheriver says:

    Oh my gosh…if someone bulldozed my trees I don’t know what I would do. Good for M. for approaching the neighbor about it. My favorite pics today are the cute little umbrella mushroom, point of view looking up, grass slightly blurry and the Queen Anne’s Lace that looks like it’s shining out from the pink background.

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, BATR. 🙂

      I’ll let you know when I have the photo uploaded to ImageKind. It’s on my old computer and I haven’t moved everything over just yet.

  14. ladyfi says:

    Sorry to hear about the damage done to your hedges.

    What magical shots of your garden – those mushroom photos are delightful!

  15. eof737 says:

    Stunning photos interwoven with sad touches from the bulldozing stories… I love the way you shared it too… and the lessons we could all learn about man, neighbors and nature. TY! 🙂

  16. Christine Grote says:

    Gee. I’m sorry about that bulldozer. What a pain. I’m glad you caught it in time before more damage was done.

    I like your attitude-avoid it until you can make peace with it. You still have a very beautiful place with lots of lovely views.

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