BETWEEN THE RAIN

I'm starting to bore myself with these inane blog posts. How many times can I creatively unleash my complaints....and how many times can I include photos of the damn forest?

The temptation to write about topical subjects is extremely appealing, but it will inevitably anger some people and make enemies. Despite the fact that my personal opinions are usually right on target. 

I will mention the infuriating inconvenience of Daylight Saving Time.
This biannual compulsory ritual of changing the clocks is one of the most worthless and unnecessary things ever devised.
For the past few years I have adamantly refused to change any of my clocks. I don't give a royal crap if it's Daylight Saving Time or Lilac Time. 

I recently injured my right shoulder, which makes it extremely painful to move my arm and nearly impossible to type. I'm typing slowly with one finger.
This recent malady is in concert with my bad back, agonizing knee, and painful hip.
I'm falling apart twenty years sooner than my parents did.....and it's disconcerting, to say the least.

What's this about "Between the Rain?"


Well, we had a beautiful weekend - sandwiched between all the rain storms.
Mild, clear, lovely. With a tauntingly delicious hint of spring.
The full moon was gorgeous last night - drenching everything in an ethereal silvery glow.

At twilight the white-tail deer appeared near the back porch again, but I wasn't able to get a photo. I wish he'd show up in daylight, but his evening appearances are magical. 

Today (Monday) is still mild, but overcast and very balmy, with a steady wind. When I close my eyes, the sound of the wind rushing through the forest reminds me of restless ocean waves.
More rain is expected tonight.

My forest photos are probably boring and annoyingly similar. 
I never venture far to take photos. I simply step outside and photograph whatever is near the house.

These were all taken yesterday (Sunday). 

 The frosted glass in the front door.

Bosco jumped up on a nearby table and I snapped a pic of his profile. 

The back yard forest in the unflattering glare of daylight

The first butterfly I've seen this season

The nearby mountain seen from the front yard. When the leaves appear on the trees it will be completely obscured. 

 In early evening the trees are aglow with light from the setting sun

Note

I always like to respond to your comments but I won't this time because of the pain in my shoulder and arm.

FACE TO FACE

You're probably wondering why some of my recent blog posts have been reruns (such as Tango and The Two That Got Away). I've done that specifically for my new readers.

Many (many) of my long-time readers have mysteriously vanished. I probably bored them to death (but I think the real reason is that the Russians had something to do with it). 😁😀
Anyway, if I didn't have new visitors to my blog, I'd most likely be going solo. In a nosedive. I figured some of my older posts would be interesting. Or at least semi-interesting.

Face to face?
Last night, just at twilight, I went out on the back porch and came face to face with a white-tail deer. He (she?) was beautiful. I really wanted to take a photo but it was getting dark, and I knew that if I used a camera flash it would scare him (her?). So we just gazed at each other for awhile and then the deer wandered off into the forest. 

When I first moved here (over five years ago) there were lots of deer roaming around, and wild turkeys, and other intriguing creatures of nature.
Unfortunately, because of an (extremely) annoying increase of hunters and loggers, the animals tend to remain hidden in the woods. 

Hunting is in direct contrast to my pacifistic nature. I would rather die myself than kill any of the incredible creatures of the forest.

When I was fourteen years old - for reasons that are still inexplicable to me - I shot and killed a beautiful blackbird. Afterwards, I felt so guilt-ridden that I cried - and vowed I'd never kill another bird or animal as long as I lived. So far, I've kept that promise. 

So, what happened to the Big Snow (capitalized for emphasis) that was suppose to arrive today? It fizzled out, leaving us with sporadic showers of freezing rain. And mud. But sunshine keeps peaking through the clouds.
March will arrive soon.
And spring.
And Easter bunnies.

I keep getting these horrifying aura (ocular) migraines. Where my vision is completely obscured with flashing lights, zigzag lines, and blind spots. My mother used to get them frequently.
Why do I get them? I dunno.
I attribute it to stress. Changes in the weather. Too much time gazing at the computer screen. I got one last night while I was working at the computer.

I'm always stressed. I fear fear, and the fear of fear overwhelms me.

Ponder that for awhile. It's profound.

So....last night - after the white-tail deer wandered away, I went out on the front porch and took some photos of the twilight landscape. 

      

 That white speck above the trees is the moon

 All of these photos look very similar, but - trust me - they're all different ones.

I hate to write boring, worthless blog posts but seem to be doing it more frequently.

Ever since I fixed my furnace, my heating bill has quadrupled. Ouch!!!

Well, at least I'm warm.

I haven't had a television since I moved to TN, but I get live-stream for most channels on the computer. I recently started getting TCM (Turner Classic Movies) again - which I missed immensely.

Yesterday I watched Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and East of Eden.

I'm in heaven.