Rooted

Aged roots

Reaching out

Hugging ground

and sometimes kissing a rock.

What that Palliated Did

Do you remember my tale of the Palliated Woodpecker and the squirrel?

I walked that part of the garden to see what damage

he had done with all that tap tap tapping on wood.

I was shocked!

that is at least 2" square.

Poor tree is doomed I fear.

This fall we had to cut down another tree in that area...

....and another....

....and their crispy crunchy branches.

Icy Inspiration

We found a dead tree captured mid-stream

by rings of ice.

and another imprisoned for the winter months.

Frozen reflections

The winters are harsh up here in the North....

....but beautiful

The frozen lines in every corner of the woods

each had their own personality

Nature's lines full of stitch potential.

Clementines are in the Shops

Hard to believe Christmas is nearly here again.

Handy Hubby flew back from London

Just scratching stitches

South Africa mourns the passing of Nelson Mandela

and celebrates his life.

Not pumpkins but  clementines!

Christmas is fast approaching

and I'm just not ready.

Disturbing the Peace

Monsieur Palliated Woodpecker

spent a long time tapping the base of this tree

I began wondering if this would be the next tree to fall

and

obviously one of our local squirrels thought it was a bit too much

all this tap tap tapping on his tree

so he came to find out what was going on.

Dailies Doubled

Scratching a week of arrivals and departures

of scraggly dead spruce trees

and snowy days

My second week

this time all alone

The Rusty pups and I have walked in snow nearly every day

Visiting a friend who looks across the Basin 

at Annapolis Royal

Looking very grey 

as tiny snowflakes hung in the air.

And Then We Walked Mickey Hill

Mickey Hill is gentler than the Fundy Woods

but the same trees grow and die here

and provide habitat for other invading species.

There is always the reward

of a gentle lake at the end of a Mickey Hill hike.

Then my battery ran out!