<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557</id><updated>2012-01-29T20:01:06.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Eye is on the Sparrow</title><subtitle type='html'>Backyard birding at its best, from the Liberty Hill home of Wes and Jan Griffin</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>221</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-9018527486732364364</id><published>2012-01-29T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:01:06.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Ducks Addenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Well, I couldn't help myself. Just had to try to get a shot of the Ringneck female doing the dive. So while out this afternoon on the hunt, I get surprised by a big bird never seen on the pond. Enjoy my short addenda.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZcmsfTmaUw/TyYUoNoWvBI/AAAAAAAAE-w/JT-9Fqsswzo/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZcmsfTmaUw/TyYUoNoWvBI/AAAAAAAAE-w/JT-9Fqsswzo/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703268659197557778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two Ringnecks that are still hanging around the pond, both female.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ9wyU-hIHM/TyYUkdu5MGI/AAAAAAAAE-k/QSYRC75m4Yc/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJ9wyU-hIHM/TyYUkdu5MGI/AAAAAAAAE-k/QSYRC75m4Yc/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703268594800472162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best shot I got. They rise up and dive, but you gotta be quick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RO_k1qBANU/TyYUelWKhsI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/zKNKc_bc7To/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RO_k1qBANU/TyYUelWKhsI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/zKNKc_bc7To/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703268493765019330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;So welcome the Double-crested Cormorant. The only reason it has to be this breed is because all the others live in Nova Scotia! I was amazed when this big bird just dropped in all by his lonesome, and proceeded to dive and swim underwater across most of the pond. At first I thought it was a Great Blue Heron, because we don't usually get water birds this size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-9018527486732364364?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/9018527486732364364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=9018527486732364364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/9018527486732364364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/9018527486732364364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-ducks-addenda.html' title='Winter Ducks Addenda'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZcmsfTmaUw/TyYUoNoWvBI/AAAAAAAAE-w/JT-9Fqsswzo/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-6148946878466934274</id><published>2012-01-28T19:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T19:52:27.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter of Ducks on the Pond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;We have been blessed this winter with the most amazing variety of ducks visiting our glorified stock tank we call the pond. Enjoy the sampling, and forgive any mis-identification. I have been poring over my Crossley Guide to get these right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7UetQlQ4HU/TyTBXSSqlsI/AAAAAAAAE-A/qXtlaETLFAY/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7UetQlQ4HU/TyTBXSSqlsI/AAAAAAAAE-A/qXtlaETLFAY/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702895633949169346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A couple of male Gadwalls. This has been our most common visitor over the years, even when no others drop by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhhNC7xZCT0/TyTBSResxLI/AAAAAAAAE90/yghVpJ38ARo/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhhNC7xZCT0/TyTBSResxLI/AAAAAAAAE90/yghVpJ38ARo/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702895547831862450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gadwalls 'dunk' to do their eating, so it's 'tails up' on a regular basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xZFwSbDxwA/TyTBOHf9P_I/AAAAAAAAE9o/pM-0zvGrUkU/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xZFwSbDxwA/TyTBOHf9P_I/AAAAAAAAE9o/pM-0zvGrUkU/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702895476433305586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Female Gadwall cruising close to my side of the pond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j53AyY21RwU/TyTBKXyDV-I/AAAAAAAAE9c/z3dAX9nBEMY/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j53AyY21RwU/TyTBKXyDV-I/AAAAAAAAE9c/z3dAX9nBEMY/s400/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702895412084692962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;First-time visitors, the male and female Northern Pintail. A very regal posture, and a long neck displayed on take-off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3jpir_fAtI/TyTBFeBJitI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/PzX-igesnIM/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3jpir_fAtI/TyTBFeBJitI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/PzX-igesnIM/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702895327859280594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I readied my camera to fire some shots off as soon as they were startled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pz-Ojp0mS2E/TyTA4xI7exI/AAAAAAAAE9E/3zzrIzWnEZI/s1600/DSC_0031a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pz-Ojp0mS2E/TyTA4xI7exI/AAAAAAAAE9E/3zzrIzWnEZI/s400/DSC_0031a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702895109653887762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Knew I had a different duck when I got the shot, but didn't realize I had two different ducks. The one in full profile is a Redhead. The one to the left is a Canvasback. So there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PPRBuDAzbW8/TyTA0h-puMI/AAAAAAAAE84/eUv0h7lgq74/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PPRBuDAzbW8/TyTA0h-puMI/AAAAAAAAE84/eUv0h7lgq74/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702895036864772290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Related to the Redhead in that they are both 'divers' for food, this is the Ringneck. Some think the better name would be 'Ring-bill', because there is a distinct white ring close to the tip of its bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zHSixMcZ5w/TyTAvYvrKWI/AAAAAAAAE8s/dDlEZ9pitkE/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zHSixMcZ5w/TyTAvYvrKWI/AAAAAAAAE8s/dDlEZ9pitkE/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702894948486687074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The male Ringneck duck, one we hadn't seen before this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IerC_gYgx90/TyTArGR8mMI/AAAAAAAAE8g/7w0WLfOOhoE/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IerC_gYgx90/TyTArGR8mMI/AAAAAAAAE8g/7w0WLfOOhoE/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702894874810685634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;About the same time the Ringnecks came in, some ducks with especially long bills also arrived. Another newbie, this is the Northern Shoveler, and sometimes they like to duck their heads under and do a little circle dance. Yeah, I googled it, nothing to do with mating! (They say they don't know why!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tr8jQl8CfD4/TyTAmLF0gII/AAAAAAAAE8U/Mbo-RduwMUQ/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tr8jQl8CfD4/TyTAmLF0gII/AAAAAAAAE8U/Mbo-RduwMUQ/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702894790202654850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A Ringneck and a Northern Shoveler, female or developing male.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSS5KEjq2Co/TyTAasjGgZI/AAAAAAAAE8I/-mKLoA83PvA/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSS5KEjq2Co/TyTAasjGgZI/AAAAAAAAE8I/-mKLoA83PvA/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702894593025409426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is another one that caught me by surprise, because I didn't even realize I had a picture of an unusual visitor. This is the Green-winged Teal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-CILO_kCWo/TyTAWk-EXtI/AAAAAAAAE78/TPJ-UWOagCQ/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-CILO_kCWo/TyTAWk-EXtI/AAAAAAAAE78/TPJ-UWOagCQ/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702894522271555282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Northern Shoveler and her very long bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--t6r-4lJlSI/TyTARSAtimI/AAAAAAAAE7w/5XrmpyGLudw/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--t6r-4lJlSI/TyTARSAtimI/AAAAAAAAE7w/5XrmpyGLudw/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702894431283022434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We had a male Mallard at one time, and even though many ducks resemble these, I believe they are female Mallards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pR4sU4VN65Y/TyTALUyhycI/AAAAAAAAE7k/EvpBWti8z5A/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pR4sU4VN65Y/TyTALUyhycI/AAAAAAAAE7k/EvpBWti8z5A/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702894328949623234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sorry for the fuzzy pic, but wanted to show the female Ringneck Duck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;We still have the Ringnecks here, and winter isn't over, so we may have some more to share later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-6148946878466934274?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/6148946878466934274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=6148946878466934274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/6148946878466934274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/6148946878466934274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2012/01/winter-of-ducks-on-pond.html' title='Winter of Ducks on the Pond'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7UetQlQ4HU/TyTBXSSqlsI/AAAAAAAAE-A/qXtlaETLFAY/s72-c/DSC_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-2133375303584253512</id><published>2011-11-05T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T06:42:21.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now that we've had some SERIOUS cold temps, (it did freeze at the office!) we're seeing some more of our regular winter residents. And with the pond full of water, returning water birds as well. Enjoy this week's offering of an Autumn mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MiNAJaE4x0A/TrU24muTaWI/AAAAAAAAE24/paw4ri99-F8/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MiNAJaE4x0A/TrU24muTaWI/AAAAAAAAE24/paw4ri99-F8/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671499651838339426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the cool temps come in and the pond thinks it's still summer, you get the steam rising off the pond in the early light. The view from the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGBctT2GOQo/TrU2miSxpTI/AAAAAAAAE2s/4K2YsfSh8SY/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGBctT2GOQo/TrU2miSxpTI/AAAAAAAAE2s/4K2YsfSh8SY/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671499341411493170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The House Finches grace us at the office more than they do at my porch. Same thing with the Lesser Goldfinches. So we get 'em where we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm3H8QNtoUQ/TrU2iNe-IOI/AAAAAAAAE2g/ktzbFQGEzrY/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm3H8QNtoUQ/TrU2iNe-IOI/AAAAAAAAE2g/ktzbFQGEzrY/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671499267106021602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is a female House Finch at my watering dish at the office deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7FltiP_gPU/TrU2cbPX4jI/AAAAAAAAE2U/P6MXQlpR3Q4/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7FltiP_gPU/TrU2cbPX4jI/AAAAAAAAE2U/P6MXQlpR3Q4/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671499167719481906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A rare visit of a Blue Jay at the watering dish. They are big-time hit-and-run artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDyGzcuUkgI/TrU2Uw9QG-I/AAAAAAAAE2I/WKnjQeb8TX8/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDyGzcuUkgI/TrU2Uw9QG-I/AAAAAAAAE2I/WKnjQeb8TX8/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671499036110101474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our pound puppy Mirabelle is settling in, and submitting to a little training. Very little, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2x6qbB9bzAw/TrU2JZaOiGI/AAAAAAAAE18/EWaFAldSU1o/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2x6qbB9bzAw/TrU2JZaOiGI/AAAAAAAAE18/EWaFAldSU1o/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498840810621026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Black-crested Titmouse at the feeder just off the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SCydcem8TEM/TrU2EqDpcLI/AAAAAAAAE1w/aAPd0QcswWM/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SCydcem8TEM/TrU2EqDpcLI/AAAAAAAAE1w/aAPd0QcswWM/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498759379972274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were excited to see a returning Great Blue Heron, first time since the pond filled back up. We have also heard a Kingfisher and Green Heron, but no pix yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SGanT2HNkQE/TrU2AGCqQOI/AAAAAAAAE1k/HAJnd5al3EQ/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SGanT2HNkQE/TrU2AGCqQOI/AAAAAAAAE1k/HAJnd5al3EQ/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498680992678114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A couple of male White-crowned Sparrows at the base of the platform feeder. A significant part of this pic is that there is green stuff in it, called grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47hMF8y64Ng/TrU13IFlEXI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/uJpo7jcXKWg/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47hMF8y64Ng/TrU13IFlEXI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/uJpo7jcXKWg/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498526922969458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Tree Sparrow was checking out its image prior to taking a sip. Yes, those are blooms of a lantana below, another recent addition thanks to RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sH3gQzcvZOA/TrU1pvTYX-I/AAAAAAAAE1A/wXWwfiKarV0/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sH3gQzcvZOA/TrU1pvTYX-I/AAAAAAAAE1A/wXWwfiKarV0/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498296931672034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Sparrow can't pause for long, there are lots of buddies waiting to take their turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqCOzUAiipw/TrU1l0_K2gI/AAAAAAAAE00/oBw14oQaqLk/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqCOzUAiipw/TrU1l0_K2gI/AAAAAAAAE00/oBw14oQaqLk/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498229738035714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Chickadee and Sparrow at the porch feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K38ZkPl9TOY/TrU1fqBLJpI/AAAAAAAAE0o/flHFclNPfXA/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K38ZkPl9TOY/TrU1fqBLJpI/AAAAAAAAE0o/flHFclNPfXA/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498123714438802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In honor of our friends and relatives who are St. Louis Cardinal fans. A series win well-deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87IY44fzmJg/TrU1bDXBdBI/AAAAAAAAE0c/28hsJXvuB3c/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87IY44fzmJg/TrU1bDXBdBI/AAAAAAAAE0c/28hsJXvuB3c/s400/DSC_0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671498044617618450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Male Cardinal at the feeder. I know that if there is seed in the feeders, they will come, whatever the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVWLeXyyY6Q/TrU1Xaax-fI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/cBv_6i_SD0M/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVWLeXyyY6Q/TrU1Xaax-fI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/cBv_6i_SD0M/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497982087920114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQchec7c4uw/TrU1Rb5hTgI/AAAAAAAAE0E/wt8v61av-X0/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQchec7c4uw/TrU1Rb5hTgI/AAAAAAAAE0E/wt8v61av-X0/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497879406071298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A House Sparrow that nests in our Purple Martin house. I guess everybody needs a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZK43ST8FdPs/TrU1NQ0ZHeI/AAAAAAAAEz4/RdN9JQ0ftPM/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZK43ST8FdPs/TrU1NQ0ZHeI/AAAAAAAAEz4/RdN9JQ0ftPM/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497807712296418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Chickadee was just off the deck at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nif2wRzYvHo/TrU1JblZ2CI/AAAAAAAAEzs/cRvb3zlrSjc/s1600/DSC_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nif2wRzYvHo/TrU1JblZ2CI/AAAAAAAAEzs/cRvb3zlrSjc/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497741882742818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is rare to get the lighting so that you can see their eyes. They always disappear into the black feathers of their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeOOf4XM6yQ/TrU1GQ2Vc1I/AAAAAAAAEzg/7jOh5IyFu6I/s1600/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jeOOf4XM6yQ/TrU1GQ2Vc1I/AAAAAAAAEzg/7jOh5IyFu6I/s400/DSC_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497687461360466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBTcIpMtKSg/TrU0-J4r-oI/AAAAAAAAEzU/Fatow6VjoYQ/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBTcIpMtKSg/TrU0-J4r-oI/AAAAAAAAEzU/Fatow6VjoYQ/s400/DSC_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497548153223810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have 'spotted' the Spotted Towhee at office and porch, and they have been very elusive. I got this blurry shot under the deck at the office. Stay tuned; this hunter will get his prey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxeZlxYGX-Q/TrU04kK1PII/AAAAAAAAEzI/yaoKSqCBNFE/s1600/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxeZlxYGX-Q/TrU04kK1PII/AAAAAAAAEzI/yaoKSqCBNFE/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497452129434754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This fellow dropped in at the office deck, probably because some days there is a flock of White-wing dove gorging on my seed. Pretty sure this is a Red-tail Hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlZ6WS07nqE/TrU00o2majI/AAAAAAAAEy8/CMwHB0qObVM/s1600/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlZ6WS07nqE/TrU00o2majI/AAAAAAAAEy8/CMwHB0qObVM/s400/DSC_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497384667277874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was firing as fast as I could, 'cause I knew he wouldn't be there for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0XBVmZHJ9I/TrU0uebwlDI/AAAAAAAAEyw/-JEbEYQ5mCg/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0XBVmZHJ9I/TrU0uebwlDI/AAAAAAAAEyw/-JEbEYQ5mCg/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497278791128114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Scrub Jays are still hanging around the office deck, and with the window open, gave me the opportunity to get some good shots this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AI3Pyq--MaU/TrU0l86fpAI/AAAAAAAAEyk/ah-COaTZuIs/s1600/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AI3Pyq--MaU/TrU0l86fpAI/AAAAAAAAEyk/ah-COaTZuIs/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497132354282498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This shot is illustrative, as they are very loud and persistent, as their cousins the Blue Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUxUDRcGD_A/TrU0ex9pUFI/AAAAAAAAEyY/JaxOWAGga5k/s1600/DSC_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wUxUDRcGD_A/TrU0ex9pUFI/AAAAAAAAEyY/JaxOWAGga5k/s400/DSC_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671497009155625042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZcRpOWQoMw/TrU0VIVK-kI/AAAAAAAAEyM/8kJNnjs0p6k/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZcRpOWQoMw/TrU0VIVK-kI/AAAAAAAAEyM/8kJNnjs0p6k/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671496843361188418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A parting shot of the pond as the sun rises and reveals deeper colors and brighter glory; the Glory of the Lord revealed in His creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-2133375303584253512?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/2133375303584253512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=2133375303584253512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2133375303584253512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2133375303584253512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/11/autumn-mix.html' title='Autumn Mix'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MiNAJaE4x0A/TrU24muTaWI/AAAAAAAAE24/paw4ri99-F8/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-4681877750456674766</id><published>2011-10-23T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:22:00.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The porch and yard have been full of Autumn visitors. Some will stay for a short while, some are passing through, and some are here for the winter. Enjoy this week's offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VECkXiKEg4/TqSG3RkoizI/AAAAAAAAEyA/eK55V3cxHkc/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802515306908466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VECkXiKEg4/TqSG3RkoizI/AAAAAAAAEyA/eK55V3cxHkc/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Scrub Jays are still hanging around the office deck. This guy is literally hanging, on a feeder not really built for large birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hICBRxm-QYA/TqSGyXRdH-I/AAAAAAAAEx0/DcqNUhBq1zw/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802430937735138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hICBRxm-QYA/TqSGyXRdH-I/AAAAAAAAEx0/DcqNUhBq1zw/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A female Orange-crowned Warbler visited the water dish at the office for a quick bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mZqqsZcFvuk/TqSGu1HGwUI/AAAAAAAAExo/F2dzP2DIYGc/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802370227913026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mZqqsZcFvuk/TqSGu1HGwUI/AAAAAAAAExo/F2dzP2DIYGc/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNXldTHQZgI/TqSGrOG3HeI/AAAAAAAAExc/d6T62GVeQLo/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802308218297826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNXldTHQZgI/TqSGrOG3HeI/AAAAAAAAExc/d6T62GVeQLo/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A falcon was flying around the pond. Then we noticed that a number of Blue Jays were providing an unwelcome escort. The four Blue Jays chased the falcon out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZnWtqT00es/TqSGm1L4kQI/AAAAAAAAExQ/9_ITczeUcoY/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802232809001218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZnWtqT00es/TqSGm1L4kQI/AAAAAAAAExQ/9_ITczeUcoY/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Welcome back the White-crowned Sparrow. This is one that will stay for the winter, and sometimes well into the spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HVimg9bY09A/TqSGjKyzS8I/AAAAAAAAExE/J5UHLcigJhY/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802169889901506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HVimg9bY09A/TqSGjKyzS8I/AAAAAAAAExE/J5UHLcigJhY/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbcuvyL1KJg/TqSGfGShdAI/AAAAAAAAEw4/jnb7sTffD3o/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802099961295874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbcuvyL1KJg/TqSGfGShdAI/AAAAAAAAEw4/jnb7sTffD3o/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;This Carolina Wren flew onto the porch and checked me over before flying down to the big oak tree roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isGUT42LkO4/TqSGa-vfV2I/AAAAAAAAEws/vtZd536NDRM/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666802029215831906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isGUT42LkO4/TqSGa-vfV2I/AAAAAAAAEws/vtZd536NDRM/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;He was looking for bugs in the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YsOpl0-5Gg/TqSGWziByOI/AAAAAAAAEwg/W1DKRUZmbH8/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666801957487102178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YsOpl0-5Gg/TqSGWziByOI/AAAAAAAAEwg/W1DKRUZmbH8/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Reminded me of chickens the way he was peckin' and scratchin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XINOQbKep-E/TqSGSNnyqrI/AAAAAAAAEwU/R_b9-liSoT4/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666801878591253170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XINOQbKep-E/TqSGSNnyqrI/AAAAAAAAEwU/R_b9-liSoT4/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;These wild flowers popped out of the ground after our big rain. Any help in i.d.'ing them would be appreciated. The leaf is a very unusual triangular shape. Teri McDonald is our prize winner! This is the Violet Wood Sorrel. Teri, call me and you can come pick up your prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWHTGDFBdfg/TqSF-IyTSzI/AAAAAAAAEv8/q6L6USyt-jg/s1600/IMG_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666801533695773490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWHTGDFBdfg/TqSF-IyTSzI/AAAAAAAAEv8/q6L6USyt-jg/s400/IMG_1047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Here are some regular visitors to the porch. I am holding Evangeline Rose, and Viola Marie is striking a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CohK0lGD5pw/TqSFlsioJ7I/AAAAAAAAEvw/H-Ud27nMxQQ/s1600/IMG_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666801113796978610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CohK0lGD5pw/TqSFlsioJ7I/AAAAAAAAEvw/H-Ud27nMxQQ/s400/IMG_1053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;One of my favorite porch visitors, Mercedes Noel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVxjXdMCaCM/TqSFf6h1RWI/AAAAAAAAEvk/gyoFD6nS6p0/s1600/IMG_1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666801014472525154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVxjXdMCaCM/TqSFf6h1RWI/AAAAAAAAEvk/gyoFD6nS6p0/s400/IMG_1041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Morgan Wesley, Emma Ireline and Mercedes havin' some swing time with Papa Wes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGACSCiuyS4/TqSGIJ0r3lI/AAAAAAAAEwI/GyPfqPvnbCs/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666801705772899922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGACSCiuyS4/TqSGIJ0r3lI/AAAAAAAAEwI/GyPfqPvnbCs/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Evangeline Rose was a special blessing this morning on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-4681877750456674766?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/4681877750456674766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=4681877750456674766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/4681877750456674766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/4681877750456674766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/10/autumn-visitors.html' title='Autumn Visitors'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VECkXiKEg4/TqSG3RkoizI/AAAAAAAAEyA/eK55V3cxHkc/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-2240565809585732038</id><published>2011-10-10T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:48:48.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's that time of year when migrating birds are spied almost daily. And we have been refreshed by a frog-strangler that filled the pond overnight. And with the changing season, the hummingbirds checked their calendar and headed for a warmer spot for winter. So we are on the look-out for our winter crew. Enjoy this week's offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KZ-5a5slxA/TpOl3VgcnjI/AAAAAAAAEvY/dfpNi1d9Uk0/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KZ-5a5slxA/TpOl3VgcnjI/AAAAAAAAEvY/dfpNi1d9Uk0/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662051526619471410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In an earlier post we showed you a female Baltimore Oriole on the hummingbird feeder at the house. It wasn't long before we saw this male at the water dish at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01oZBVS135w/TpOlxoCcePI/AAAAAAAAEvM/xjmlOvAPw3Y/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01oZBVS135w/TpOlxoCcePI/AAAAAAAAEvM/xjmlOvAPw3Y/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662051428514691314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The treat was that there was another male in the Spanish Oak near by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku-3WdfqKiU/TpOlsztFw5I/AAAAAAAAEvA/00JuRAU2Hio/s1600/GEDC1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku-3WdfqKiU/TpOlsztFw5I/AAAAAAAAEvA/00JuRAU2Hio/s400/GEDC1630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662051345747002258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan's neighbor Anita Bradley then spied this one soon after in her son's back yard in Leander. So these guys were passin' through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_-QHNKauPA/TpOlpLAMnWI/AAAAAAAAEu0/EdCznoxKeBI/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_-QHNKauPA/TpOlpLAMnWI/AAAAAAAAEu0/EdCznoxKeBI/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662051283281681762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mockingbirds have been attracted to our watering dish, and even show up in numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B2s8sHGk8pM/TpOliLO2waI/AAAAAAAAEuo/SdZSPV0dMRA/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B2s8sHGk8pM/TpOliLO2waI/AAAAAAAAEuo/SdZSPV0dMRA/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662051163084079522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJOlRxCst2o/TpOlcJA017I/AAAAAAAAEuc/sL6rEr9KPUQ/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJOlRxCst2o/TpOlcJA017I/AAAAAAAAEuc/sL6rEr9KPUQ/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662051059409147826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZXdajU-3Yc/TpOlXfzHcsI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/uqueLEZe2PU/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZXdajU-3Yc/TpOlXfzHcsI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/uqueLEZe2PU/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050979626316482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This little Bunting had me going for a while. I finally decided the only way I would I.D. is by the female. This must be an Indigo Bunting immature male that doesn't have all his color on yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FaLkyjuIQdA/TpOlTjAnY0I/AAAAAAAAEuE/b6preC2hz-U/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FaLkyjuIQdA/TpOlTjAnY0I/AAAAAAAAEuE/b6preC2hz-U/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050911768765250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If the beak was thicker, the coloring is like a Blue Grosbeak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJyAdCWXkMs/TpOlOiYWCNI/AAAAAAAAEt4/CiRAzipezHM/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJyAdCWXkMs/TpOlOiYWCNI/AAAAAAAAEt4/CiRAzipezHM/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050825700509906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7I26rrGMeh4/TpOlKC9leII/AAAAAAAAEts/m2ELueiSzvw/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7I26rrGMeh4/TpOlKC9leII/AAAAAAAAEts/m2ELueiSzvw/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050748547299458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the female Indigo Bunting, with rusty brown coloring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KA2G7fEZT88/TpOlF3ScDII/AAAAAAAAEtg/rrZDfMw48fM/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KA2G7fEZT88/TpOlF3ScDII/AAAAAAAAEtg/rrZDfMw48fM/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050676694060162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The male Lesser Goldfinch is still faithful at the thistle feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7VwnY5r-U8A/TpOk8-q9zqI/AAAAAAAAEtU/4tdmzmm2XgE/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7VwnY5r-U8A/TpOk8-q9zqI/AAAAAAAAEtU/4tdmzmm2XgE/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050524057161378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And is given to robbing the black oil sunflower seed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1L4LYQDC5s/TpOk4EOuXgI/AAAAAAAAEtI/22TPEkMjUz0/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1L4LYQDC5s/TpOk4EOuXgI/AAAAAAAAEtI/22TPEkMjUz0/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050439649975810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The House Finches always add their color to the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZowZKfiaaI/TpOkzZaEvLI/AAAAAAAAEs8/eNHtyWztmMw/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZowZKfiaaI/TpOkzZaEvLI/AAAAAAAAEs8/eNHtyWztmMw/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050359435377842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One morning at the office a Ladder-backed woodpecker was bouncing around the trees on the back side of the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOv2WJFHatQ/TpOku3WZxII/AAAAAAAAEsw/hvNBgCub9U0/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOv2WJFHatQ/TpOku3WZxII/AAAAAAAAEsw/hvNBgCub9U0/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050281573696642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He seemed to be oblivious to my presence, but the lighting wasn't working with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2qtWgz-qqw/TpOkpxq8vcI/AAAAAAAAEsk/MthEp3f3TZU/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2qtWgz-qqw/TpOkpxq8vcI/AAAAAAAAEsk/MthEp3f3TZU/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662050194149916098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From past experience I recognize the call of the Western Scrub Jay, but have not seen them regularly for quite a while. I was amazed that four of them showed up recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvNPWoOfnrU/TpOkd8G4e0I/AAAAAAAAEsY/Z7eh4RaRZZA/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvNPWoOfnrU/TpOkd8G4e0I/AAAAAAAAEsY/Z7eh4RaRZZA/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049990793001794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IKz7qUjfi8w/TpOkWWVaU1I/AAAAAAAAEsM/XgssLwLtQJ0/s1600/DSC_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IKz7qUjfi8w/TpOkWWVaU1I/AAAAAAAAEsM/XgssLwLtQJ0/s400/DSC_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049860394308434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHULjZLGLbI/TpOkR_E4dtI/AAAAAAAAEsA/27eAbHXpvzs/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHULjZLGLbI/TpOkR_E4dtI/AAAAAAAAEsA/27eAbHXpvzs/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049785431488210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WP0eF6F35E/TpOkH7lsnNI/AAAAAAAAEr0/PaES-a7yaRE/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WP0eF6F35E/TpOkH7lsnNI/AAAAAAAAEr0/PaES-a7yaRE/s400/DSC_0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049612696689874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BWleZFU7eng/TpOkBXV2DsI/AAAAAAAAEro/dgw8WSUsHmE/s1600/DSC01361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BWleZFU7eng/TpOkBXV2DsI/AAAAAAAAEro/dgw8WSUsHmE/s400/DSC01361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049499887308482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And while Dan and Linda were vacationing in Colorado, Linda sent me this shot of a Scrub Jay. Looks like he's got an appetite for cedar berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W71Ddw1IW7Y/TpOj7w5jYmI/AAAAAAAAErc/PL5aOPgvqNM/s1600/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W71Ddw1IW7Y/TpOj7w5jYmI/AAAAAAAAErc/PL5aOPgvqNM/s400/DSC_0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049403668750946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This little sparrow stays down on the ground under the deck most of the time, but popped up to give me a shot. This is a Savannah Sparrow. Dan will be glad to know that there are actually different kinds of sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-INlb1OpUKBg/TpOj3FInhKI/AAAAAAAAErQ/IHY5o5BcrPk/s1600/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-INlb1OpUKBg/TpOj3FInhKI/AAAAAAAAErQ/IHY5o5BcrPk/s400/DSC_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049323201299618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still our most faithful, you can always count on the Cardinals being nearby and ready to come to the feeders when there is an offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVorVI5x8N0/TpOjx5SftDI/AAAAAAAAErE/3RxZV50JTss/s1600/DSC01355a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVorVI5x8N0/TpOjx5SftDI/AAAAAAAAErE/3RxZV50JTss/s400/DSC01355a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662049234122159154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The same day she sent the shot of the Scrub Jay, Linda sent this one of a Black-billed Magpie. Stunning colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-2240565809585732038?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/2240565809585732038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=2240565809585732038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2240565809585732038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2240565809585732038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/10/traveling-birds.html' title='Traveling Birds'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KZ-5a5slxA/TpOl3VgcnjI/AAAAAAAAEvY/dfpNi1d9Uk0/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-688388977558241485</id><published>2011-09-18T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T15:13:16.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The school schedule (traffic) has encouraged me to leave earlier, miss the mess, and spend some morning time on the deck at the office with the birds. It has been interesting, as well as seeing the migrating birds recently. Enjoy this week's offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2FkAKKJW2_8/TnZncHXFOBI/AAAAAAAAEq8/Jvn1Ys8n31s/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2FkAKKJW2_8/TnZncHXFOBI/AAAAAAAAEq8/Jvn1Ys8n31s/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653820114920093714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The friendly Chickadee is always a steady visitor, and is there as early as anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OUpoJImMms/TnZmQxMmYcI/AAAAAAAAEpc/OtnXum-oCYg/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OUpoJImMms/TnZmQxMmYcI/AAAAAAAAEpc/OtnXum-oCYg/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818820480360898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And they'll come to the seed for a quick hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu9IQ2VInHs/TnZnXy1P8bI/AAAAAAAAEq0/CHWjZWWycZI/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu9IQ2VInHs/TnZnXy1P8bI/AAAAAAAAEq0/CHWjZWWycZI/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653820040690004402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Goldfinches aren't too sure about my presence on the deck, but nothing much keeps them away from the thistle feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--iY67XXvfIU/TnZnTJsKA5I/AAAAAAAAEqs/1_oapB2CPX8/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--iY67XXvfIU/TnZnTJsKA5I/AAAAAAAAEqs/1_oapB2CPX8/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819960926536594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3NEc9R6AY0/TnZnO5Eu78I/AAAAAAAAEqk/Goh0a6kv-qA/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3NEc9R6AY0/TnZnO5Eu78I/AAAAAAAAEqk/Goh0a6kv-qA/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819887746740162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A male and female Lesser Goldfinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEdF9taV6Nw/TnZnIYHnzSI/AAAAAAAAEqc/Cde6GSysTQg/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEdF9taV6Nw/TnZnIYHnzSI/AAAAAAAAEqc/Cde6GSysTQg/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819775821270306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This morning I spied a really large bird out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4g9VwHhdxc/TnZm309Yd2I/AAAAAAAAEqU/HcVhr0uuESY/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4g9VwHhdxc/TnZm309Yd2I/AAAAAAAAEqU/HcVhr0uuESY/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819491505174370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It kept coming my way, and ended up touching down just across the creek in what normally would be the boat ramp area of Cypress Creek LCRA Park. They took it down, packed it up, and were gone in minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFBJvlp8GUk/TnZmr7C3aWI/AAAAAAAAEqM/OXlcLNycS3Q/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFBJvlp8GUk/TnZmr7C3aWI/AAAAAAAAEqM/OXlcLNycS3Q/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819286980356450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Titmouse shows up with the Chickadees, our hit-and-run artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2gvMVE7pNBk/TnZmn-yDJbI/AAAAAAAAEqE/x8A6ksLQPEU/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2gvMVE7pNBk/TnZmn-yDJbI/AAAAAAAAEqE/x8A6ksLQPEU/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819219264087474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hummingbirds have been very active in the morning on the deck, but the light makes it hard to get an action shot. This is a female Ruby-throated hummingbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wEKUXJj8gI/TnZmi_P83LI/AAAAAAAAEp8/vKXgxP7ygW4/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wEKUXJj8gI/TnZmi_P83LI/AAAAAAAAEp8/vKXgxP7ygW4/s400/DSC_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819133490158770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the dry weather, I've been putting out a dish of water. The male Cardinal will take advantage from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEZdWjN5qOE/TnZmdopSj4I/AAAAAAAAEp0/e6VzWkIROrQ/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEZdWjN5qOE/TnZmdopSj4I/AAAAAAAAEp0/e6VzWkIROrQ/s400/DSC_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653819041523076994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei5EJ_5TA1o/TnZmY_jt8II/AAAAAAAAEps/iLG018NKZlg/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei5EJ_5TA1o/TnZmY_jt8II/AAAAAAAAEps/iLG018NKZlg/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818961774375042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Later in the day, Dan beckons me to the window with, 'Come here, this is something different!' It's a female Oriole, either Orchard or Baltimore. We only see them at migrating time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PuBQIDbeO9o/TnZmUkQBiGI/AAAAAAAAEpk/Pgx7kHJ4-0Q/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PuBQIDbeO9o/TnZmUkQBiGI/AAAAAAAAEpk/Pgx7kHJ4-0Q/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818885724538978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So she graced us by coming up to the water dish. We never saw the male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHwCfofvdIE/TnZmNDCVgtI/AAAAAAAAEpU/EUHB5jAcCvs/s1600/IMG_0985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHwCfofvdIE/TnZmNDCVgtI/AAAAAAAAEpU/EUHB5jAcCvs/s400/IMG_0985.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818756549673682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This female Baltimore Oriole came to the hummingbird feeder at the house. The male was feet away, but I couldn't get a picture. We since have put out jelly feeders, and are hoping for a second chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RW4MFMW4Y0w/TnZmH8gf2gI/AAAAAAAAEpM/VFrpQ76CCqs/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RW4MFMW4Y0w/TnZmH8gf2gI/AAAAAAAAEpM/VFrpQ76CCqs/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818668897786370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday morning saw an activity level of hummingbirds at the house that we have rarely experienced. At one time, there were 6 hummingbirds at one time sitting on the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TzBvKH2Adk/TnZmELnseuI/AAAAAAAAEpE/fMK5D46uunk/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TzBvKH2Adk/TnZmELnseuI/AAAAAAAAEpE/fMK5D46uunk/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818604235029218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I missed that shot, but for us, it is rare to even see 3 hummers at the feeder at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfQ9aXVUm4c/TnZl_8iT7eI/AAAAAAAAEo8/tGrrNYS7yN0/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfQ9aXVUm4c/TnZl_8iT7eI/AAAAAAAAEo8/tGrrNYS7yN0/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818531466440162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This bad boy was watching one feeder all day long. The coloring of his ruby throat created a look of a bed of coals on his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJlIW5FbzdY/TnZl7nKjYRI/AAAAAAAAEo0/zAh3eKgowss/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJlIW5FbzdY/TnZl7nKjYRI/AAAAAAAAEo0/zAh3eKgowss/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653818457010168082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look Ma! No electric lighting involved! Yes, it is truly amazing, and another reminder of God's glory revealed in His creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-688388977558241485?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/688388977558241485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=688388977558241485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/688388977558241485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/688388977558241485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2FkAKKJW2_8/TnZncHXFOBI/AAAAAAAAEq8/Jvn1Ys8n31s/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-3067823497882103475</id><published>2011-08-21T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:29:06.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby's Back in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I also could have titled this 'Playin' in the Sprinkler', as quite a few of the shots are from sprinkler fun for the birds in the yard. It's been brutal for flora and fauna around here, so we try to keep it lively. Enjoy this week's offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OKEZriJuuM/TlHHvwRTB9I/AAAAAAAAEos/onBx3WHP1MA/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OKEZriJuuM/TlHHvwRTB9I/AAAAAAAAEos/onBx3WHP1MA/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643511431297173458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once the sprinkler is going is doesn't take long for the hummingbirds to show up and hover around the perimeter. It's just tough to get a focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUsQjNerDlw/TlHHpgl8mvI/AAAAAAAAEok/cCOyW_YmVw4/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUsQjNerDlw/TlHHpgl8mvI/AAAAAAAAEok/cCOyW_YmVw4/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643511324009601778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WNTABvH8sk/TlHHl-8lRdI/AAAAAAAAEoc/k5fwvzAJ7zI/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WNTABvH8sk/TlHHl-8lRdI/AAAAAAAAEoc/k5fwvzAJ7zI/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643511263438128594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Inca Dove was hanging around the edge, and later got down on the ground under the sprinkler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4numnjqsi1Q/TlHHgXDqLbI/AAAAAAAAEoU/7R39Y5_7v8s/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4numnjqsi1Q/TlHHgXDqLbI/AAAAAAAAEoU/7R39Y5_7v8s/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643511166831046066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's another treat Jan came up with; freeze a block in a plastic bowl to put in the bird bath. The next puzzle is how to keep the two bad puppies from dragging the ice out to use for a chew toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMnqNjAsqBo/TlHHb9SBLCI/AAAAAAAAEoM/MP4taXf7MYc/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMnqNjAsqBo/TlHHb9SBLCI/AAAAAAAAEoM/MP4taXf7MYc/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643511091192474658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the office I've been keeping a pot dish full of water for the deck visitors. This Chickadee is obviously saying grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRAFyc1Kf4I/TlHHThBT4lI/AAAAAAAAEoE/_TLXtqQjYz0/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRAFyc1Kf4I/TlHHThBT4lI/AAAAAAAAEoE/_TLXtqQjYz0/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510946167251538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chickadee and Cardinal waiting to get in the sprinkler fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PzoDLGEiZI/TlHHOBvPLiI/AAAAAAAAEn8/JKeWNpst608/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PzoDLGEiZI/TlHHOBvPLiI/AAAAAAAAEn8/JKeWNpst608/s400/DSC_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510851870600738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House Finches hanging out at the office tube feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2R-PkmC7RY/TlHHEeZLSPI/AAAAAAAAEn0/IxBLF-LlkqI/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2R-PkmC7RY/TlHHEeZLSPI/AAAAAAAAEn0/IxBLF-LlkqI/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510687764007154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know it is pitiful when the Female Painted Bunting comes flying in with her mouth (beak) hanging open. (pant, pant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sy997u-8Et0/TlHG86_UNjI/AAAAAAAAEns/P4HLm7cHM-I/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sy997u-8Et0/TlHG86_UNjI/AAAAAAAAEns/P4HLm7cHM-I/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510558001215026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The drought has brought the deer closer to the house than ever before. I'm sure they appreciate the new fence that keeps the puppies in. These two are regulars at Jan's blue plastic kiddie pool down in the dry pond bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZfUGYlLQSE/TlHGxVwcBCI/AAAAAAAAEnk/WnrFgmGB3Ak/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZfUGYlLQSE/TlHGxVwcBCI/AAAAAAAAEnk/WnrFgmGB3Ak/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510359028139042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Female Ruby-throat coming near to the feeder at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yw2EnpekTR0/TlHGtfIcgkI/AAAAAAAAEnc/B09z1GMyyWk/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yw2EnpekTR0/TlHGtfIcgkI/AAAAAAAAEnc/B09z1GMyyWk/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510292825276994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome Ruby back to town. I can always count on the Ruby-throated Hummingbird showing up late summer to guard and dominate the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FeY2G0dudpY/TlHGjh6M3lI/AAAAAAAAEnU/X62MUsiTSKo/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FeY2G0dudpY/TlHGjh6M3lI/AAAAAAAAEnU/X62MUsiTSKo/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510121772146258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsuHoniQZKw/TlHGdt9ubVI/AAAAAAAAEnM/zh-EQqq4Yfg/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JsuHoniQZKw/TlHGdt9ubVI/AAAAAAAAEnM/zh-EQqq4Yfg/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643510021928938834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAdKlYCjSdM/TlHGXv4Qm4I/AAAAAAAAEnE/wBse9y5iRSU/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAdKlYCjSdM/TlHGXv4Qm4I/AAAAAAAAEnE/wBse9y5iRSU/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643509919363668866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was the closest I got to a full flash from Ruby. We'll keep the feeders full and maybe another opportunity will arise. He might also enjoy the sprinkler. Let's see, now when is our watering day? What?!! Sprinklers not allowed now? Oops! Does that include sprinkling birds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-3067823497882103475?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/3067823497882103475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=3067823497882103475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3067823497882103475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3067823497882103475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/08/rubys-back-in-town.html' title='Ruby&apos;s Back in Town'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OKEZriJuuM/TlHHvwRTB9I/AAAAAAAAEos/onBx3WHP1MA/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-7738748795845862508</id><published>2011-07-31T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T03:17:46.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Summer Catch-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So now we're in the dog days of summer. That actually has to do with the constellation, not the fact that we all feel like crawlin' under the porch and sleeping til fall! As usual of late, I'm way behind on my posts, so enjoy the catch-up, dating back to those baby Bewick's wrens that launched from the porch and survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2qOTKR03vQ/TjXKFHF73GI/AAAAAAAAEm8/eQnSze1L7R4/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2qOTKR03vQ/TjXKFHF73GI/AAAAAAAAEm8/eQnSze1L7R4/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632697876143202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some years ago, some Carolina wrens launched from the same house, but stayed a little too close to the ground for comfort, especially when there are multiple cats hanging around. But the Bewick's flew very nicely to the nearest live oak, and congregated in a fork of some large limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6KPrrJiWLo/TjXKBYGlbhI/AAAAAAAAEm0/5xaf6Z-JNgI/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6KPrrJiWLo/TjXKBYGlbhI/AAAAAAAAEm0/5xaf6Z-JNgI/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632633722793490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They spent a little time there continuing their chirping for food, but we didn't see too much more of them. Now the Bewick's are more noticeable in the yard, and I even see them foraging around areas they didn't seem to visit before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEFFA6OIYCc/TjXJ9Ag9qoI/AAAAAAAAEms/mE-KB711boE/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEFFA6OIYCc/TjXJ9Ag9qoI/AAAAAAAAEms/mE-KB711boE/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632558671506050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earlier in the summer, the Yellow-crowned Night Heron was regularly on the pond in the morning, and not at all skittish like the Great Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VFuByo4P0Q4/TjXJ4EqVpQI/AAAAAAAAEmk/ZVpcDjO64bI/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VFuByo4P0Q4/TjXJ4EqVpQI/AAAAAAAAEmk/ZVpcDjO64bI/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632473885222146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He afforded me many photo ops, before the pond was covered with scum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0oUDBjO6Xk/TjXJzxEFlEI/AAAAAAAAEmc/hE7D0wjtKwc/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0oUDBjO6Xk/TjXJzxEFlEI/AAAAAAAAEmc/hE7D0wjtKwc/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632399905035330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like his relative, a stealthy hunter/fisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzDgoK0nTfo/TjXJuYC8HNI/AAAAAAAAEmU/aebmABihRBE/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzDgoK0nTfo/TjXJuYC8HNI/AAAAAAAAEmU/aebmABihRBE/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632307289988306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a Downy Woodpecker. His twin the Hairy Woodpecker is a few inches longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mwaoAKt8isY/TjXJq8PfePI/AAAAAAAAEmM/ek5al2Boc5Q/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mwaoAKt8isY/TjXJq8PfePI/AAAAAAAAEmM/ek5al2Boc5Q/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632248286836978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now that I have my new id book, The Crossley Guide, I will change my label of this bird to the Great Egret. The Great White Heron does not have black legs, though otherwise difficult to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRNPV5x5Oyc/TjXJlTpyilI/AAAAAAAAEmE/4jyoowJU3e0/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRNPV5x5Oyc/TjXJlTpyilI/AAAAAAAAEmE/4jyoowJU3e0/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632151491938898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great Blue Heron just won't work with me on posing, so I had to get this one from the door of my car as I was headed to work in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VazbRvm28Ho/TjXJepLxzMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/4I1Esz4bBKY/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VazbRvm28Ho/TjXJepLxzMI/AAAAAAAAEl8/4I1Esz4bBKY/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635632037012556994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A rare shot of the Green Heron, who is also quite skittish. I know, not much green, but I don't name these birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1ljkG0TmQE/TjXI5A8qJ2I/AAAAAAAAElc/IoZObIhmBYM/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1ljkG0TmQE/TjXI5A8qJ2I/AAAAAAAAElc/IoZObIhmBYM/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635631390556563298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the office, a Blue Jay pauses a second after filling its craw with peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgoIhH9aqmE/TjXIr_IySKI/AAAAAAAAElU/y4XCCqhWBek/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgoIhH9aqmE/TjXIr_IySKI/AAAAAAAAElU/y4XCCqhWBek/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635631166732257442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the pond was down to a few wet spots, the Kildeer were hanging out, and blessing us with their call that makes you feel like you're at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSerY88BOVw/TjXIn8vdKfI/AAAAAAAAElM/YZDL4tmTWzg/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSerY88BOVw/TjXIn8vdKfI/AAAAAAAAElM/YZDL4tmTWzg/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635631097369668082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sadie, our Miniature Australian Shepherd/Black Lab mix, was still long enough for a portrait. She chews everything, but hasn't started on the house siding yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzrQFzCxJoA/TjXIaH3EMEI/AAAAAAAAElE/Sje_WMGWHMU/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzrQFzCxJoA/TjXIaH3EMEI/AAAAAAAAElE/Sje_WMGWHMU/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635630859836207170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirabelle is still running herd on Sadie, but it won't be long until Sadie is faster, and then we will see a contest. As it is, they provide great entertainment with their antics in the yard, especially trying to herd 'W' the stray cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hug6eTgg81k/TjXJUXKpKdI/AAAAAAAAEls/XENTXcQ-Z0g/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hug6eTgg81k/TjXJUXKpKdI/AAAAAAAAEls/XENTXcQ-Z0g/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635631860377266642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The male Painted Bunting gave me a few choice poses at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aD4sL8IIN48/TjXJOJsWCZI/AAAAAAAAElk/8kTdUOrUUsg/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aD4sL8IIN48/TjXJOJsWCZI/AAAAAAAAElk/8kTdUOrUUsg/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635631753681308050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some magazine recently nominated some oriole for 'most colorful' bird. I thought to myself, 'Come on!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jo5FImrVw7c/TjXIAtqBJSI/AAAAAAAAEks/e4_lEJ0nqmo/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jo5FImrVw7c/TjXIAtqBJSI/AAAAAAAAEks/e4_lEJ0nqmo/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635630423305430306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A female Painted Bunting over the moon feeder at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J5pBoULHQ6w/TjXIG8kglaI/AAAAAAAAEk0/epKKpHUGqXo/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J5pBoULHQ6w/TjXIG8kglaI/AAAAAAAAEk0/epKKpHUGqXo/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635630530388071842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This male was enjoying the sprinkler being on the antique rose bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M7LBjTS8TSA/TjXH7Egl7II/AAAAAAAAEkk/-q-Dp12vk_4/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M7LBjTS8TSA/TjXH7Egl7II/AAAAAAAAEkk/-q-Dp12vk_4/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635630326360697986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A big brown moth at the office. Linda Jacobson found this is the Black Witch Moth, and has quite the folklore that comes with it. Largest moth of North America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mx-eTrwpFMg/TjXIOepix2I/AAAAAAAAEk8/T8ILC7m3Yv4/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mx-eTrwpFMg/TjXIOepix2I/AAAAAAAAEk8/T8ILC7m3Yv4/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635630659795076962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The drought has been tough on the deer. This 'Bambi' was enjoying the run with mom. Mercedes always points out Bambi to Papa Wes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erjTjBmNcJo/TjXHz-Y-gSI/AAAAAAAAEkc/tWfN4ZeFOwg/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erjTjBmNcJo/TjXHz-Y-gSI/AAAAAAAAEkc/tWfN4ZeFOwg/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635630204459057442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And when the pond dried up, GG drug Mercedes new pool out and filled it with water to help the deer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wR5OaNSxvSY/TjXHsz2cpuI/AAAAAAAAEkU/49tcpEFy8EY/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wR5OaNSxvSY/TjXHsz2cpuI/AAAAAAAAEkU/49tcpEFy8EY/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635630081370793698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After getting a sip, they head back to the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--4NTh5MjUsw/TjXJaQRtgGI/AAAAAAAAEl0/4sOAFSmwMyY/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--4NTh5MjUsw/TjXJaQRtgGI/AAAAAAAAEl0/4sOAFSmwMyY/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635631961607077986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll finish up this installment with some hummingbird pics. They have been very active at the feeders. This is a female Ruby Throat at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ri89bhPEv94/TjXHfvg26WI/AAAAAAAAEkE/6_h_mJOLcwU/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ri89bhPEv94/TjXHfvg26WI/AAAAAAAAEkE/6_h_mJOLcwU/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635629856868198754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black-chinned caught on my porch when the sun was going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQAgXeGEJM8/TjXHbAVpOyI/AAAAAAAAEj8/CqlzyY-KFJg/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQAgXeGEJM8/TjXHbAVpOyI/AAAAAAAAEj8/CqlzyY-KFJg/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635629775485221666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80GWHH08etU/TjXHW-TGVOI/AAAAAAAAEj0/A9iwFCDpNCc/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80GWHH08etU/TjXHW-TGVOI/AAAAAAAAEj0/A9iwFCDpNCc/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635629706218198242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A female Black-chinned in the tree at the office, waiting her turn at the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_SBEiggbIA/TjXHR6SjSzI/AAAAAAAAEjs/T2BP4Sb6_g0/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_SBEiggbIA/TjXHR6SjSzI/AAAAAAAAEjs/T2BP4Sb6_g0/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635629619242814258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And when she came, she gave me a nice pose with the wing spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-7738748795845862508?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/7738748795845862508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=7738748795845862508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7738748795845862508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7738748795845862508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/07/mid-summer-catch-up.html' title='Mid-Summer Catch-up'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2qOTKR03vQ/TjXKFHF73GI/AAAAAAAAEm8/eQnSze1L7R4/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-507228264799044460</id><published>2011-07-17T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T15:30:07.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frio Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The extended family met for five days on the Frio, which meant Papa Wes was gonna get some birding time in. The Frio offers all sorts of wildlife, flora and fauna, and so many sights that we don't get to enjoy here in Liberty Hill. Enjoy our offering from our trip to the Frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xB1-FUbr18/TiNakahVR6I/AAAAAAAAEjk/Pspm9RVb6eQ/s1600/DSC_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xB1-FUbr18/TiNakahVR6I/AAAAAAAAEjk/Pspm9RVb6eQ/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630443540784170914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First morning I was greeted by this view from the cabin deck, high above the river. This vantage point was going to offer up some great sights through the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjoZSinR_c/TiNaK2g8yPI/AAAAAAAAEjc/rKmIFlY8HqI/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjoZSinR_c/TiNaK2g8yPI/AAAAAAAAEjc/rKmIFlY8HqI/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630443101622159602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About 6:45 Axis deer started single file crossing the river below, traveling to the far shore where it was obvious they had a grazing and safe area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zW9fqpX8gzA/TiNZ_TKZN0I/AAAAAAAAEjU/LrNVpH_MuvI/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zW9fqpX8gzA/TiNZ_TKZN0I/AAAAAAAAEjU/LrNVpH_MuvI/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442903153751874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A total of about 25 deer crossed that morning, followed by a buck with a very large rack. All my shots came out blurry on him, he just wouldn't pause, and the light level was too low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K53VIo92Zx0/TiNZ0JLNVoI/AAAAAAAAEjM/Wmz9SCTd2B0/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K53VIo92Zx0/TiNZ0JLNVoI/AAAAAAAAEjM/Wmz9SCTd2B0/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442711494252162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For many years I have been hearing the call of the Canyon Wren when visiting the Frio, but never have I been able to see one, until now. Our elevated deck allowed me to wait them out, and see what was hopping about the hillside. I encourage you to check out the bird id website link and listen to the call of the Canyon Wren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCKay9kL8GQ/TiNZugmUDaI/AAAAAAAAEjE/UsCFIawb3BY/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCKay9kL8GQ/TiNZugmUDaI/AAAAAAAAEjE/UsCFIawb3BY/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442614702738850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This Ladder-backed Woodpecker was working on a volunteer pecan close to the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWgDumW4uc8/TiNZoAT1oXI/AAAAAAAAEi8/1Za0jwyCIUM/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWgDumW4uc8/TiNZoAT1oXI/AAAAAAAAEi8/1Za0jwyCIUM/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442502956097906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next morning the Axis didn't cross, but a single White-tail spike was wondering about the river bed below. He crossed over and munched a little on some cypress leaves, and then entertained me with leaping and frolicking in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m45L1vVGMCA/TiNZbtetV8I/AAAAAAAAEi0/F-L-bmHoK6Y/s1600/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m45L1vVGMCA/TiNZbtetV8I/AAAAAAAAEi0/F-L-bmHoK6Y/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442291742988226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_mVPeVzpkc/TiNZVd1ZjRI/AAAAAAAAEis/39MsJnHERfI/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_mVPeVzpkc/TiNZVd1ZjRI/AAAAAAAAEis/39MsJnHERfI/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442184463977746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The White-eyed Vireo has a distinctive call. Some characterize it as 'quick-with-the-beer-check'. This one was in the oak trees on the west side of the cabin, and was not cooperative at all in allowing this blurry picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5nAG5eTJ-A/TiNZQx5OP7I/AAAAAAAAEik/ZdT4MwsBs4c/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5nAG5eTJ-A/TiNZQx5OP7I/AAAAAAAAEik/ZdT4MwsBs4c/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442103949377458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My niece's father-in-law Ron Baughman joined me in exploring one of my favorite spots, Seven Bluff Campground. We pulled up to the store, spied this Golden-fronted Woodpecker on the hummingbird feeder, and I said, "Ron, we can probably stay right here and see all the bird variety as they come to us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaVw8bj_sUQ/TiNZK6nDAEI/AAAAAAAAEic/P0wnr_feXp0/s1600/DSC_0201a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaVw8bj_sUQ/TiNZK6nDAEI/AAAAAAAAEic/P0wnr_feXp0/s400/DSC_0201a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630442003209846850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were seeing this flycatcher with orange flanks, but not much other to id. We had lots of ideas going on, but not the female Vermillion Flycatcher until we saw her with him, and then the young one caught up to beg for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RtvDC5qfdeo/TiNZG5x-lyI/AAAAAAAAEiU/Swf4ZbPutyU/s1600/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RtvDC5qfdeo/TiNZG5x-lyI/AAAAAAAAEiU/Swf4ZbPutyU/s400/DSC_0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630441934267782946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here is daddy, about 30 feet from where we parked the car at the store. One of the favorites that I only get to see when at the Frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4LjfjlESZMQ/TiNZAtqRMMI/AAAAAAAAEiM/HNfV7PcT46o/s1600/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4LjfjlESZMQ/TiNZAtqRMMI/AAAAAAAAEiM/HNfV7PcT46o/s400/DSC_0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630441827935006914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ron had visited the area a number of times before, and took me over to the bridge just past the entrance to Garner State Park. The Cliff Swallows have built quite a city of their mud nests underneath the concrete planks. There were few birds around, but I had never seen their nests before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1137G6krtQ4/TiNYpi1xOgI/AAAAAAAAEiE/lllS5-WPrUU/s1600/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1137G6krtQ4/TiNYpi1xOgI/AAAAAAAAEiE/lllS5-WPrUU/s400/DSC_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630441429893462530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We traveled on out to Camp Live Oak north of Leakey. I know it is at least part Black Squirrel, but not sure about that fox squirrel back end. Do they crossbreed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Qz2mf_DQVw/TiNYhV0gUBI/AAAAAAAAEh8/DsrM263Urps/s1600/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Qz2mf_DQVw/TiNYhV0gUBI/AAAAAAAAEh8/DsrM263Urps/s400/DSC_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630441288959545362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Lark Sparrow close to one of the feeders. First time sighting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4El1URMvh1w/TiNYdOMjgDI/AAAAAAAAEh0/sTImcvY9zBU/s1600/DSC_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4El1URMvh1w/TiNYdOMjgDI/AAAAAAAAEh0/sTImcvY9zBU/s400/DSC_0245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630441218193457202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can always count on the Buntings at Camp Live Oak. We also saw Blue Grosbeaks and Indigo Buntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3ttzkCEgJE/TiNYWz71N0I/AAAAAAAAEhs/5TjOuqwtyRE/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3ttzkCEgJE/TiNYWz71N0I/AAAAAAAAEhs/5TjOuqwtyRE/s400/DSC_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630441108064778050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A late treat. The last morning out on the back deck, and a Hooded Oriole flies in for a short photo session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xB8-rNqDJ8s/TiNYPySsLKI/AAAAAAAAEhk/hNEQ2uDuCdk/s1600/IMG_0764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xB8-rNqDJ8s/TiNYPySsLKI/AAAAAAAAEhk/hNEQ2uDuCdk/s400/IMG_0764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630440987364699298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And a trip to the Frio wouldn't be complete without a pic of the Summer Tanager. The unusual thing about this one; this is at Neal's Dining Room back deck. This bird was used to feeding off the table scraps, and was very obliging in posing and staying close for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-507228264799044460?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/507228264799044460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=507228264799044460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/507228264799044460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/507228264799044460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/07/frio-fun.html' title='Frio Fun'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xB1-FUbr18/TiNakahVR6I/AAAAAAAAEjk/Pspm9RVb6eQ/s72-c/DSC_0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-1366969587102495951</id><published>2011-06-19T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T21:08:03.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Late Spring Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The days have been unseasonably hot, even for Central Texas. But somehow, a sprinkler going early in the morning has greatly increased the bird activity in the yard of late. We have seen quite a few 'first timers' recently, and are also enjoying the activity created by young ones chasing their parents around begging food. We offer birds from Midland and Salado, and a rare sighting of a Rosy-crowned Princess Mercedes right on the porch. Enjoy this week's installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmZ0clC8YHk/Tf6_mn0F6TI/AAAAAAAAEhM/PPsLNdHTenY/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmZ0clC8YHk/Tf6_mn0F6TI/AAAAAAAAEhM/PPsLNdHTenY/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620140055248365874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While visiting son Matthew in Midland for Emma's birthday, I caught this Hooded Oriole hanging around in the back yard. The call was unmistakeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZvWUll44Jk/Tf6_hvINCSI/AAAAAAAAEhE/TU9VU8Wo7g0/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZvWUll44Jk/Tf6_hvINCSI/AAAAAAAAEhE/TU9VU8Wo7g0/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620139971312421154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POASRcrZRGk/Tf67scoAdzI/AAAAAAAAEg8/dqkSo7hZXsI/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POASRcrZRGk/Tf67scoAdzI/AAAAAAAAEg8/dqkSo7hZXsI/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135757277591346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our 'mature adult' church group took our annual retreat to Summer's Mill east of Salado in late May. This Golden-fronted Woodpecker was nesting close to the chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsJPXUypRBg/Tf67nTBNAiI/AAAAAAAAEg0/WErfJ3yZHMg/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsJPXUypRBg/Tf67nTBNAiI/AAAAAAAAEg0/WErfJ3yZHMg/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135668799570466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACEMWfZ2FN8/Tf67hkYIkVI/AAAAAAAAEgs/bYbwRMbgV8w/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACEMWfZ2FN8/Tf67hkYIkVI/AAAAAAAAEgs/bYbwRMbgV8w/s400/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135570379936082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A rare sight at our office, a Scrub Jay. Seems I used to see them more, and they are plentiful at Roadrunner's Roost at Canyon Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vG4QyWXJHJw/Tf67XnGiEoI/AAAAAAAAEgk/Q3hUd3UaLBc/s1600/DSC_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vG4QyWXJHJw/Tf67XnGiEoI/AAAAAAAAEgk/Q3hUd3UaLBc/s400/DSC_0264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135399312724610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just put out the fruit and nut mix, and you will be sure the Blue Jay will show up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWph4csMxl8/Tf67Q2LEPTI/AAAAAAAAEgc/gNlckDRk1YE/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWph4csMxl8/Tf67Q2LEPTI/AAAAAAAAEgc/gNlckDRk1YE/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135283099188530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A female Painted Bunting foraging on the ground below my biggest feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYvwU5Dpnjc/Tf67M0Tn0EI/AAAAAAAAEgU/SH68kMkk-3E/s1600/DSC_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYvwU5Dpnjc/Tf67M0Tn0EI/AAAAAAAAEgU/SH68kMkk-3E/s400/DSC_0259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135213878726722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A nice Father's Day surprise, two male Painted Buntings are in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Szt1X3QBL2s/Tf67HMPCioI/AAAAAAAAEgM/7rGc_teKq0E/s1600/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Szt1X3QBL2s/Tf67HMPCioI/AAAAAAAAEgM/7rGc_teKq0E/s400/DSC_0263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135117222742658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDOrZ2-DoRo/Tf667CEOMQI/AAAAAAAAEgE/d6Xo7LKsepw/s1600/DSC_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDOrZ2-DoRo/Tf667CEOMQI/AAAAAAAAEgE/d6Xo7LKsepw/s400/DSC_0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620134908334584066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The sprinkler running on the lantana brought this female Western Tanager in for a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_pf6RWO1jg/Tf662va2g0I/AAAAAAAAEf8/QexBQvX8zO8/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_pf6RWO1jg/Tf662va2g0I/AAAAAAAAEf8/QexBQvX8zO8/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620134834609750850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was surprised by this male Western Tanager coming to bathe. Since I had seen my first this spring at Camp Live Oak, when I saw that red and yellow combo, I knew who was visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpAjGBBiL-I/Tf66yq4Xx-I/AAAAAAAAEf0/kzipV_ld52o/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpAjGBBiL-I/Tf66yq4Xx-I/AAAAAAAAEf0/kzipV_ld52o/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620134764671911906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml42ZKlanm4/Tf66qI-XJzI/AAAAAAAAEfs/aSsh4-QbJMo/s1600/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml42ZKlanm4/Tf66qI-XJzI/AAAAAAAAEfs/aSsh4-QbJMo/s400/DSC_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620134618131277618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Carolina Wren is looking up to see where the water is coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCKDQLw_pPo/Tf66ilZonHI/AAAAAAAAEfk/le31Xu8ECeo/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCKDQLw_pPo/Tf66ilZonHI/AAAAAAAAEfk/le31Xu8ECeo/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620134488322907250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A pair of Bewick's Wrens are nesting now in the church house on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CbTGBuQSFY/Tf66USBSRXI/AAAAAAAAEfc/4KpKPKz_I1o/s1600/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CbTGBuQSFY/Tf66USBSRXI/AAAAAAAAEfc/4KpKPKz_I1o/s400/DSC_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620134242602337650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They have been steadily feeding the young ones, and our concern has been growing because of our latest stray that has adopted us, Wild Child, WC for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofd5MZ3WzxQ/Tf66LWZIicI/AAAAAAAAEfU/I8VZf3BwKRA/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofd5MZ3WzxQ/Tf66LWZIicI/AAAAAAAAEfU/I8VZf3BwKRA/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620134089157282242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we've been planning how we'll isolate when it comes time to launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8XZtsa230sQ/Tf66EeEIoiI/AAAAAAAAEfM/9KgDl85q7UQ/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8XZtsa230sQ/Tf66EeEIoiI/AAAAAAAAEfM/9KgDl85q7UQ/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620133970957607458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WC has been willingly going in the cage. Next time I hope to show you some baby wren pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQe8OBL80UQ/Tf656H33UtI/AAAAAAAAEfE/xZo60E1Byec/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQe8OBL80UQ/Tf656H33UtI/AAAAAAAAEfE/xZo60E1Byec/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620133793201869522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meet WC. This is his 'Garfield' look. Pretty disgusted, huh WC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8433wOZQoPw/Tf65xRCofZI/AAAAAAAAEe8/BbJ6_Gg_Oqw/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8433wOZQoPw/Tf65xRCofZI/AAAAAAAAEe8/BbJ6_Gg_Oqw/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620133641044131218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another addition to the porch, meet Mirabelle, a two-year old Sharpei/Red Heeler mix. She is smart and fun, and the birds don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztvh2_N0f8Q/Tf65ll0XEwI/AAAAAAAAEe0/9LbzYRNpgsQ/s1600/DSC_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztvh2_N0f8Q/Tf65ll0XEwI/AAAAAAAAEe0/9LbzYRNpgsQ/s400/DSC_0265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620133440462983938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The elusive Yellow-billed Cuckoo. Often heard, but rarely seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OiWh7pObuz0/Tf65elo42yI/AAAAAAAAEes/1AP9umvzrq0/s1600/DSC_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OiWh7pObuz0/Tf65elo42yI/AAAAAAAAEes/1AP9umvzrq0/s400/DSC_0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620133320155781922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On this 100-degree day, this Scissor-tailed Flycatcher came in for a breather. I see them on the county road every day, but never in my yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P16XV4lYceY/Tf65WAiYHQI/AAAAAAAAEek/EO5xD2RFAyY/s1600/DSC_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P16XV4lYceY/Tf65WAiYHQI/AAAAAAAAEek/EO5xD2RFAyY/s400/DSC_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620133172757404930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bad WC! He thought he would sneak up on the Green Heron. Silly cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ld7ZfBu6yi8/Tf65O-ZPfpI/AAAAAAAAEec/MU-ZV1qKDpg/s1600/DSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ld7ZfBu6yi8/Tf65O-ZPfpI/AAAAAAAAEec/MU-ZV1qKDpg/s400/DSC_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620133051923136146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TwfoFLVkzw/Tf65I8qDpII/AAAAAAAAEeU/L8ESUlVVKUA/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TwfoFLVkzw/Tf65I8qDpII/AAAAAAAAEeU/L8ESUlVVKUA/s400/DSC_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620132948377576578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a Great Blue Heron coming every morning, and I thought this smaller heron was just a young Great Blue. No, this is a Yellow-crowned Night Heron, first time visitor to our pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X08lvA31_n0/Tf65CgWyUeI/AAAAAAAAEeM/uttR1c2Ircc/s1600/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X08lvA31_n0/Tf65CgWyUeI/AAAAAAAAEeM/uttR1c2Ircc/s400/DSC_0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620132837701341666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5KvmI6Vrf4/Tf646ZQ6_UI/AAAAAAAAEeE/kHWSNK81vRc/s1600/DSC_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5KvmI6Vrf4/Tf646ZQ6_UI/AAAAAAAAEeE/kHWSNK81vRc/s400/DSC_0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620132698358742338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBqkkNQaQug/Tf7AS8p66VI/AAAAAAAAEhc/6v3Kvij2--4/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBqkkNQaQug/Tf7AS8p66VI/AAAAAAAAEhc/6v3Kvij2--4/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620140816757090642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we finish with the Rosy-crowned Princess Mercedes. Isn't her plumage spectacular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MEUJgtzw6Yo/Tf6__LwDOdI/AAAAAAAAEhU/bhwB-HCdna4/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MEUJgtzw6Yo/Tf6__LwDOdI/AAAAAAAAEhU/bhwB-HCdna4/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620140477211949522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-1366969587102495951?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/1366969587102495951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=1366969587102495951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1366969587102495951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1366969587102495951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/06/late-spring-mix.html' title='A Late Spring Mix'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmZ0clC8YHk/Tf6_mn0F6TI/AAAAAAAAEhM/PPsLNdHTenY/s72-c/DSC_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-2966365150527839921</id><published>2011-05-29T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:15:07.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warming Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The days are growing warmer, and we are seeing less of the travelers. But today's installment still offers a few. I'm also happy to bring you the best Painted Bunting pictures I've captured so far, as well as an unwelcome visitor to our office. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyW7RcjXGxU/TeKk48B7D9I/AAAAAAAAEd4/XeIarrwxKPc/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyW7RcjXGxU/TeKk48B7D9I/AAAAAAAAEd4/XeIarrwxKPc/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229383750881234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The male and female Lesser Goldfinch at the office thistle feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4yoZyNnWNE/TeKkx5YhKRI/AAAAAAAAEdw/0D5z5Y-piEk/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4yoZyNnWNE/TeKkx5YhKRI/AAAAAAAAEdw/0D5z5Y-piEk/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229262781262098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is rare to get the right lighting angle that will allow one to see the Lesser Goldfinch's eye, since it is in a black field of feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5p5sdjz0aU/TeKkt2wZuCI/AAAAAAAAEdo/jORfBauWygs/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5p5sdjz0aU/TeKkt2wZuCI/AAAAAAAAEdo/jORfBauWygs/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229193356654626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dusk on the porch with the flash set, and knowing this guy was coming to the feeder. The male Black-chinned hummingbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LJn4LZMHXA/TeKkpK9bLeI/AAAAAAAAEdg/Nm5MrdSjwB4/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7LJn4LZMHXA/TeKkpK9bLeI/AAAAAAAAEdg/Nm5MrdSjwB4/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229112880639458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the office, the Black-chinned hummer is guarding the feeder, and giving me some of that throat action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMDGUxl1B1k/TeKklQLnHCI/AAAAAAAAEdY/wA2Q5oHicFA/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMDGUxl1B1k/TeKklQLnHCI/AAAAAAAAEdY/wA2Q5oHicFA/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612229045562842146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5R98lSrwDE/TeKkd7yi6XI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/sbOhqOdkI74/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5R98lSrwDE/TeKkd7yi6XI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/sbOhqOdkI74/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228919829916018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A rare sight at our pond; the white phase of the Great Blue Heron. We have been excited to see a male and female with the standard coloring lately that are chasing around the pond. I'm hoping this means a nest nearby and an opportunity for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIdZKmjScWU/TeKkZVZ29tI/AAAAAAAAEdI/s1oJSP_dgLA/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIdZKmjScWU/TeKkZVZ29tI/AAAAAAAAEdI/s1oJSP_dgLA/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228840806348498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The female Painted Bunting at the office feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ackrPdnPTNU/TeKkQj5BgqI/AAAAAAAAEdA/uAEARVjlP3o/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ackrPdnPTNU/TeKkQj5BgqI/AAAAAAAAEdA/uAEARVjlP3o/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228690076336802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The male has been a regular visitor lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nCRrpHZtFKo/TeKkK7Tj8mI/AAAAAAAAEc4/ONlIiw5F0vI/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nCRrpHZtFKo/TeKkK7Tj8mI/AAAAAAAAEc4/ONlIiw5F0vI/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228593282445922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day I happened to be standing at the window, with it open, when this guy came to the feeder and was not spooked by my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioNRnbLZFH0/TeKkGmW_gLI/AAAAAAAAEcw/G3umZ2zLoDw/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioNRnbLZFH0/TeKkGmW_gLI/AAAAAAAAEcw/G3umZ2zLoDw/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228518940213426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He gave me quite a few poses there at the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1SfcVkT8-Lo/TeKkBaTBSkI/AAAAAAAAEco/yM3PCbazhQY/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1SfcVkT8-Lo/TeKkBaTBSkI/AAAAAAAAEco/yM3PCbazhQY/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228429802981954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then flew over to a branch for a full-sun version. 'Nuff said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQirLYgWDiU/TeKj7n_k3NI/AAAAAAAAEcg/BPv4beUcblk/s1600/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQirLYgWDiU/TeKj7n_k3NI/AAAAAAAAEcg/BPv4beUcblk/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228330400308434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This unwelcome visitor was sauntering through the conference room at the office. Dan decided he was spending too much time up there, or that we really needed some professional pest control. In case you are wondering, this is a Giant Centipede, or as Papa Wes would refer to it in a Pecos Bill story, a Giant West Texas Centipede. About 9" long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXxGIidgyDY/TeKjx-qtk_I/AAAAAAAAEcY/0UOilWAUfjg/s1600/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXxGIidgyDY/TeKjx-qtk_I/AAAAAAAAEcY/0UOilWAUfjg/s400/DSC_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228164688122866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We caught sight of a little yellow bird out in the oaks at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-551XqivPF60/TeKjt2l1tEI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/NxTVWn7vVNQ/s1600/DSC_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-551XqivPF60/TeKjt2l1tEI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/NxTVWn7vVNQ/s400/DSC_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228093800723522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I snuck out the door because I couldn't get a good angle on it from inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OG33a2kh9XI/TeKjpdFz_uI/AAAAAAAAEcI/txaq2TZdZqU/s1600/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OG33a2kh9XI/TeKjpdFz_uI/AAAAAAAAEcI/txaq2TZdZqU/s400/DSC_0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612228018236030690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Yellow Warbler accommodated me by preening for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PBywk9g1Ms/TeKjkzAKcXI/AAAAAAAAEcA/MuozgDnm-vI/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PBywk9g1Ms/TeKjkzAKcXI/AAAAAAAAEcA/MuozgDnm-vI/s400/DSC_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612227938218570098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And let me shoot away to my heart's content. This is a migrating visitor, so a special treat to get to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-2966365150527839921?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/2966365150527839921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=2966365150527839921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2966365150527839921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2966365150527839921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/05/warming-up.html' title='Warming Up'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyW7RcjXGxU/TeKk48B7D9I/AAAAAAAAEd4/XeIarrwxKPc/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-4026091453106317678</id><published>2011-05-15T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:23:40.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A May Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have been enjoying some cool days in Central Texas. We continue to see a good variety of returning summer regulars, along with a surprise nearly every day of a migrating bird. Enjoy this week's offering of a May mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAMECR7nYLg/TdCSH7LkqWI/AAAAAAAAEb4/-E_OwdiWS8k/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAMECR7nYLg/TdCSH7LkqWI/AAAAAAAAEb4/-E_OwdiWS8k/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607142200919239010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This bulb returned this year and bloomed just in time for Easter. We are no experts, but we think this is an amaryllis. If you know better, please straighten us out! Looks like I need to plant a few more if it will make this show in a drought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9XF0Qtcv-8/TdCRzBb6KOI/AAAAAAAAEbw/-dgi_HfKkv0/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9XF0Qtcv-8/TdCRzBb6KOI/AAAAAAAAEbw/-dgi_HfKkv0/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607141841821116642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3R0zr4BZkGc/TdCRf3yYtMI/AAAAAAAAEbo/w37hjfJCBuE/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3R0zr4BZkGc/TdCRf3yYtMI/AAAAAAAAEbo/w37hjfJCBuE/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607141512813524162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first week of spring this Painted Bunting showed up at the office. Good timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tix2vR6naMw/TdCRX0oYcBI/AAAAAAAAEbg/SINmXnpb4Zk/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tix2vR6naMw/TdCRX0oYcBI/AAAAAAAAEbg/SINmXnpb4Zk/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607141374527303698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day we had two males, and that is a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PE9vt61FSDM/TdCRQPyYKzI/AAAAAAAAEbY/7C-g_cIkZuk/s1600/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PE9vt61FSDM/TdCRQPyYKzI/AAAAAAAAEbY/7C-g_cIkZuk/s400/DSC_0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607141244378032946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The female is the greenest bird we get around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LifQs4XNUpM/TdCRJZgi9wI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/Hw6pJzdSw3o/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LifQs4XNUpM/TdCRJZgi9wI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/Hw6pJzdSw3o/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607141126728513282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the house, the Green Heron is back and making a racket around the pond. I'm curious to see where it is nesting. At times he comes up to the oak nearest the house, and it's kinda hard to focus through the branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw90AwkPyjw/TdCREAj60CI/AAAAAAAAEbI/-YfmpQdv5eA/s1600/DSC_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw90AwkPyjw/TdCREAj60CI/AAAAAAAAEbI/-YfmpQdv5eA/s400/DSC_0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607141034132426786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black-crested Titmouse is a year-round regular, just so nervous it is difficult to get a picture. But sometimes, he pauses just long enough. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-892eneuC89M/TdCQ9WEF3sI/AAAAAAAAEbA/BjjLf18jwKM/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-892eneuC89M/TdCQ9WEF3sI/AAAAAAAAEbA/BjjLf18jwKM/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140919645429442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About the same time the Bunting showed up, the Black-chinned Hummingbird did as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-maMXhdOnv9c/TdCQ24JXGTI/AAAAAAAAEa4/wCx2goEqJnE/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-maMXhdOnv9c/TdCQ24JXGTI/AAAAAAAAEa4/wCx2goEqJnE/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140808535251250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got just enough sun to get him to flash me a little purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--0NJyfsZRu8/TdCQw2YDmKI/AAAAAAAAEaw/yAi3-yqDpqQ/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--0NJyfsZRu8/TdCQw2YDmKI/AAAAAAAAEaw/yAi3-yqDpqQ/s400/DSC_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140704980801698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say hello to a traveler just passin' through. This is a Baltimore Oriole, and caused some excitement at the office when he showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NsOIt0mhiI/TdCQqqtWBgI/AAAAAAAAEao/5FOGxk34I30/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NsOIt0mhiI/TdCQqqtWBgI/AAAAAAAAEao/5FOGxk34I30/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140598769649154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This House Finch looks like he's been munchin' on some red berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlOmzmeMYSA/TdCQkdBYRnI/AAAAAAAAEag/lzoHHT7OZeQ/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlOmzmeMYSA/TdCQkdBYRnI/AAAAAAAAEag/lzoHHT7OZeQ/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140492016371314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The White-crowned Sparrow was absent all winter, and showed up just in time to head back north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJTaYvTBMvQ/TdCQgae5DAI/AAAAAAAAEaY/QR-YOcMMpTc/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sJTaYvTBMvQ/TdCQgae5DAI/AAAAAAAAEaY/QR-YOcMMpTc/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140422615370754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We had a bunch of 3-4 males in the yard for a while just as spring was getting a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHQwe_tcydA/TdCQbUbzfEI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/e5niYOciUzY/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHQwe_tcydA/TdCQbUbzfEI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/e5niYOciUzY/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140335092464706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A rare sighting of a Blue Grosbeak in the yard in Liberty Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3wqaZS-Jxs/TdCQXCjueoI/AAAAAAAAEaI/z1g8Hxo86tc/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3wqaZS-Jxs/TdCQXCjueoI/AAAAAAAAEaI/z1g8Hxo86tc/s400/DSC_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140261574376066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a short time we had a number of Indigo Buntings in the yard as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8Hlak9ROwo/TdCQQsMiftI/AAAAAAAAEaA/qq7_5O-A--E/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8Hlak9ROwo/TdCQQsMiftI/AAAAAAAAEaA/qq7_5O-A--E/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607140152492326610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very rare in deed, and I don't expect to see them any more this year. But it was a treat to have them for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1KhXTuPHPQ/TdCQHBCYjbI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/ojui175WIZc/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1KhXTuPHPQ/TdCQHBCYjbI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/ojui175WIZc/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607139986288184754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A returning summer regular is the White-eyed Vireo. His call is unique and unmistakeable, but rarely does he get close enough to show. Gotta go hunt him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-4026091453106317678?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/4026091453106317678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=4026091453106317678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/4026091453106317678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/4026091453106317678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-mix.html' title='A May Mix'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAMECR7nYLg/TdCSH7LkqWI/AAAAAAAAEb4/-E_OwdiWS8k/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-5398076071230327704</id><published>2011-05-04T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:33:30.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring on the Frio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You may know that each spring I yearn to be in the Con Can area on the Frio River to enjoy the abundance of bird species that show up at this time each year. I didn't think we were going to make it, but when I realized we had a family reunion in Hilda on Saturday, and no pressing commitments to keep us from it, we headed to Camp Live Oak just north of Leakey. Our high school friend Joyce McCaleb Weston and her husband Butch were our hosts, and the pictures will tell the story. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yglHITW1MY/TcIU_dmmXNI/AAAAAAAAEZw/rEg1qD6mjtw/s1600/IMG_0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yglHITW1MY/TcIU_dmmXNI/AAAAAAAAEZw/rEg1qD6mjtw/s400/IMG_0313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603063966913158354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday morning of May 1st I discovered this place of worship on the East Frio. No chapel is more intimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiqwiN9eVQE/TcIUomTd4DI/AAAAAAAAEZo/XDz_P3rL7LI/s1600/IMG_0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiqwiN9eVQE/TcIUomTd4DI/AAAAAAAAEZo/XDz_P3rL7LI/s400/IMG_0314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603063574111838258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No cathedral has a more majestic canopy. My pew was formed by the trunk of a cypress tree, and the roots formed the seat. The floor of the clear Frio perfectly reflected the canopy. The background music was the sound of falling water over the stones of the river bed. The soloists were the Finches, Buntings, and Hummingbirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XM67vVd8FF8/TcIUZKQDeFI/AAAAAAAAEZg/uiLEJUCs1EU/s1600/IMG_0317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XM67vVd8FF8/TcIUZKQDeFI/AAAAAAAAEZg/uiLEJUCs1EU/s400/IMG_0317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603063308883294290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As soon as I sat down, this Green Kingfisher lit nearby, and quickly surveyed the area. He was gone in a flash, but came back later for some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx90lAwt_vU/TcIUTIZT4HI/AAAAAAAAEZY/XIBMvLdgh3U/s1600/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx90lAwt_vU/TcIUTIZT4HI/AAAAAAAAEZY/XIBMvLdgh3U/s400/IMG_0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603063205306032242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Painted Buntings were plentiful, and I spied six at one sitting at a nearby feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ0QxPa3Pw0/TcIUNAGVPJI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/GRLZCNc1078/s1600/IMG_0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ0QxPa3Pw0/TcIUNAGVPJI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/GRLZCNc1078/s400/IMG_0379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603063099999730834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Blue Grosbeak interrupted the gathering at the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzbiezQUJdQ/TcIUJjJG9rI/AAAAAAAAEZI/g20BVlSrTF0/s1600/IMG_0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzbiezQUJdQ/TcIUJjJG9rI/AAAAAAAAEZI/g20BVlSrTF0/s400/IMG_0335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603063040687142578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As plentiful as the Painted Bunting were the Indigo Buntings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASTVAxXwueo/TcIUFTO4ChI/AAAAAAAAEZA/QJAT9ZjkGC4/s1600/IMG_0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASTVAxXwueo/TcIUFTO4ChI/AAAAAAAAEZA/QJAT9ZjkGC4/s400/IMG_0387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603062967696886290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSbq3IIprV0/TcIT9L1kq7I/AAAAAAAAEY4/Jg413Ednrm8/s1600/IMG_0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSbq3IIprV0/TcIT9L1kq7I/AAAAAAAAEY4/Jg413Ednrm8/s400/IMG_0319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603062828272757682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This red-head caught my eye in the distance. It is a male Western Tanager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BtfEZMy5sM/TcIT3szIs5I/AAAAAAAAEYw/aCw6hHfgeH0/s1600/IMG_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BtfEZMy5sM/TcIT3szIs5I/AAAAAAAAEYw/aCw6hHfgeH0/s400/IMG_0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603062734041691026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I continued on the trail, I came upon a female Western Tanager. She was more accommodating for the photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLYQF-cFozE/TcITyR5JU6I/AAAAAAAAEYo/pGcNQ_mO_lY/s1600/IMG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLYQF-cFozE/TcITyR5JU6I/AAAAAAAAEYo/pGcNQ_mO_lY/s400/IMG_0393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603062640919794594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This cottontail sat still for me for an amazing length of time. Other birds that were spied but not photographed; Black-chinned Hummingbirds crowding the feeders, Tree Sparrows, Red-shouldered Hawk (once with freshly caught rodent prey), a variety of woodpeckers, Lesser Goldfinch, House Finch, and a real treat at the station behind Neal's Store, an American Redstart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVfdcDLMKdk/TcITsnDo3WI/AAAAAAAAEYg/wWBjbtUJd_k/s1600/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVfdcDLMKdk/TcITsnDo3WI/AAAAAAAAEYg/wWBjbtUJd_k/s400/IMG_0405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603062543521733986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our hosts Butch and Joyce Weston. I highly recommend checking out Camp Live Oak for your stay on the Frio. We were blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-5398076071230327704?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/5398076071230327704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=5398076071230327704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5398076071230327704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5398076071230327704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-on-frio.html' title='Spring on the Frio'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4yglHITW1MY/TcIU_dmmXNI/AAAAAAAAEZw/rEg1qD6mjtw/s72-c/IMG_0313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-5575502682508781857</id><published>2011-04-24T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:13:23.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Spring Trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We did a quick run to stay a night at Roadrunner's Roost at Canyon Lake and were blessed with some rares shots of the home bird, the Great Roadrunner. We also got a few good pics at the Wiggers' place on Buchanan. And included in this edition are a few shots from the porch of returning summer regulars. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5QWoYY1KKs/TbTu97LRBMI/AAAAAAAAEYY/omr7Ihq2m34/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5QWoYY1KKs/TbTu97LRBMI/AAAAAAAAEYY/omr7Ihq2m34/s400/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362984352744642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stepping out on the back deck in the morning at the Roost we were greeted by a host of bees feasting on the persimmon tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgnVRmjm6cg/TbTu0t-eQMI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/mba64ABW03o/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgnVRmjm6cg/TbTu0t-eQMI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/mba64ABW03o/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362826190602434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were blessed to see the apple trees blossoming, a rare sight for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOmmKpjST3w/TbTurVzBxEI/AAAAAAAAEYI/MNuFp4L03Cw/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOmmKpjST3w/TbTurVzBxEI/AAAAAAAAEYI/MNuFp4L03Cw/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362665081324610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom and Dad had planted some Medina variety apples some years back. I'll have to get the details from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKsySITpsJM/TbTukj4-nmI/AAAAAAAAEYA/xkYetd4LfoI/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKsySITpsJM/TbTukj4-nmI/AAAAAAAAEYA/xkYetd4LfoI/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362548605296226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Bewick's Wren was spouting off down by Dad's old garden, so I snuck down to get a peek. At the top of his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBecyYgqmYY/TbTue6A97eI/AAAAAAAAEX4/8f-x3cV1XHE/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBecyYgqmYY/TbTue6A97eI/AAAAAAAAEX4/8f-x3cV1XHE/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362451465170402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was sitting on the south side close to the fence line and heard a strange, low, descending coo, coo, coo, coo. I knew it wasn't a dove, but was similar. Later, something large flew up into the nearby tree, and I saw it was the Roadrunner. He didn't stay long, but just long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3os-IsF9hcI/TbTuZau1d7I/AAAAAAAAEXw/I9kzHSkXnz8/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3os-IsF9hcI/TbTuZau1d7I/AAAAAAAAEXw/I9kzHSkXnz8/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362357168273330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been spotting one of these near our home in Liberty Hill, and am considering camping out to get a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0C0hf2NxpQ/TbTuNCk-FcI/AAAAAAAAEXg/kSdQBdR9sfE/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0C0hf2NxpQ/TbTuNCk-FcI/AAAAAAAAEXg/kSdQBdR9sfE/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362144526013890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hummingbirds are very active, and provide a lot of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYngbuI3avk/TbTuJSu0F8I/AAAAAAAAEXY/OxrzrnPZUEs/s1600/DSC_0068a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYngbuI3avk/TbTuJSu0F8I/AAAAAAAAEXY/OxrzrnPZUEs/s400/DSC_0068a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362080142792642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4srDO-kUVQ/TbTuD9j3D3I/AAAAAAAAEXQ/s6hIxrf66eQ/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4srDO-kUVQ/TbTuD9j3D3I/AAAAAAAAEXQ/s6hIxrf66eQ/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599361988560359282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a female Black-chinned hummingbird, the only variety hanging around here right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNIFDakR-s4/TbTuRu-Y0QI/AAAAAAAAEXo/RL-euiHAHX0/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNIFDakR-s4/TbTuRu-Y0QI/AAAAAAAAEXo/RL-euiHAHX0/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599362225163260162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one is visiting Darwin and Nelda Wiggers at their place on Lake Buchanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwykZFcHDhQ/TbTt94K8X3I/AAAAAAAAEXI/ftahQK-E3uI/s1600/DSC_0085a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwykZFcHDhQ/TbTt94K8X3I/AAAAAAAAEXI/ftahQK-E3uI/s400/DSC_0085a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599361884034457458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Darwin hosts many Purple Martins each year, and has gone to great lengths to design a secure and manageable home for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zvbiti_mcrE/TbTtzJ2wtxI/AAAAAAAAEXA/IKtXngH5vds/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zvbiti_mcrE/TbTtzJ2wtxI/AAAAAAAAEXA/IKtXngH5vds/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599361699803084562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The units are synthetic gourds, with porches, hung from a cable by which they can be lowered for cleaning  between seasons. I'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4K-ssjl8mkA/TbTtj5yUuGI/AAAAAAAAEW4/bTsnMaAdDxY/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4K-ssjl8mkA/TbTtj5yUuGI/AAAAAAAAEW4/bTsnMaAdDxY/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599361437791467618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back at the office our usual variety has been crowding the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGwzC8ufrwE/TbTtS4u0K_I/AAAAAAAAEWw/PgAF4keLNAE/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGwzC8ufrwE/TbTtS4u0K_I/AAAAAAAAEWw/PgAF4keLNAE/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599361145450540018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh the shame! The Brown-headed Cowbird and his mate. (Shudder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yew9a8rF3jc/TbTtC5m22RI/AAAAAAAAEWo/fRHvZqsOk4Y/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yew9a8rF3jc/TbTtC5m22RI/AAAAAAAAEWo/fRHvZqsOk4Y/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599360870807689490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This House Finch came up close on the table by the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZViwhLmwr2o/TbTsx91jBMI/AAAAAAAAEWg/dN19PSYkYQQ/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZViwhLmwr2o/TbTsx91jBMI/AAAAAAAAEWg/dN19PSYkYQQ/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599360579885270210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The sparrows that winter here are just about gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIYf9WsDoe8/TbTss05VNUI/AAAAAAAAEWY/te9Wz0ZCBIM/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIYf9WsDoe8/TbTss05VNUI/AAAAAAAAEWY/te9Wz0ZCBIM/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599360491585877314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They offered me a few choice poses before taking off for cooler climes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoVCowztp9k/TbTsnV7mZBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/TuytYayP9Q8/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoVCowztp9k/TbTsnV7mZBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/TuytYayP9Q8/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599360397374546962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sZHfV1ZnkM/TbTseiLr5qI/AAAAAAAAEWI/PdaAu-krt9k/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sZHfV1ZnkM/TbTseiLr5qI/AAAAAAAAEWI/PdaAu-krt9k/s400/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599360246044419746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Carolina Wrens entertained us with nesting in the church house on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7FCxEYzrNXc/TbTsWJuLY5I/AAAAAAAAEWA/0VZpRz9ePBA/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7FCxEYzrNXc/TbTsWJuLY5I/AAAAAAAAEWA/0VZpRz9ePBA/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599360102039249810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They would ferry the bugs and worms by the minute to the hungry young-uns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YWILfwB_I7o/TbTsQwrZTZI/AAAAAAAAEV4/-fW2rkjqPug/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YWILfwB_I7o/TbTsQwrZTZI/AAAAAAAAEV4/-fW2rkjqPug/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599360009417346450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And take some stuff out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Je14cFKXO-Y/TbTsJ44pmvI/AAAAAAAAEVw/cVQWc64A8TU/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Je14cFKXO-Y/TbTsJ44pmvI/AAAAAAAAEVw/cVQWc64A8TU/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599359891361340146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufJneaUDzYE/TbTsCWIcEKI/AAAAAAAAEVo/4pt6zm4Iegw/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufJneaUDzYE/TbTsCWIcEKI/AAAAAAAAEVo/4pt6zm4Iegw/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599359761773236386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A sampling of the 'baby food'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABFoL3WQ1lg/TbTr64ZOJuI/AAAAAAAAEVg/qVMSPkzEXUM/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABFoL3WQ1lg/TbTr64ZOJuI/AAAAAAAAEVg/qVMSPkzEXUM/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599359633531479778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCllV8oGPng/TbTr0-0D0TI/AAAAAAAAEVY/DFADOZLJcbU/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCllV8oGPng/TbTr0-0D0TI/AAAAAAAAEVY/DFADOZLJcbU/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599359532175446322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one was a little skittish about my presence, and flew to the end of the porch before finally making it to the house. The good news is; the babies got out, and I don't believe one was lost to our cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-5575502682508781857?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/5575502682508781857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=5575502682508781857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5575502682508781857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5575502682508781857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-spring-trips.html' title='Some Spring Trips'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5QWoYY1KKs/TbTu97LRBMI/AAAAAAAAEYY/omr7Ihq2m34/s72-c/DSC_0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-2395140104835499456</id><published>2011-04-09T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:41:01.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Post in One Sitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is embarrassing, but you get to view all my March offering in one post. There was plenty of bird activity, so you know that I edited a bunch of pics to bring you this! Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2qYl5AUsWM/TaDcL08ZGMI/AAAAAAAAEUs/GxQjbL9KBDo/s1600/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2qYl5AUsWM/TaDcL08ZGMI/AAAAAAAAEUs/GxQjbL9KBDo/s400/DSC_0258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593712832942774466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is a volunteer peach tree under our deck at the office that came up from a construction worker's lunch. Obviously the conditions were right this year for a beautiful show of buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6rCa7pl7V8/TaDb8wsMvPI/AAAAAAAAEUk/yMtqY1iJJeE/s1600/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6rCa7pl7V8/TaDb8wsMvPI/AAAAAAAAEUk/yMtqY1iJJeE/s400/DSC_0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593712574103076082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hung out one morning and caught a Sparrow among the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdYkxteLxB4/TaDbzIRgijI/AAAAAAAAEUc/_LIgThz6NS0/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdYkxteLxB4/TaDbzIRgijI/AAAAAAAAEUc/_LIgThz6NS0/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593712408634886706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The wintering Sparrows have been plentiful this year, and seem to be staying longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZFDCbklE8U/TaDbsKahYiI/AAAAAAAAEUU/PV4YDusItvQ/s1600/DSC_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZFDCbklE8U/TaDbsKahYiI/AAAAAAAAEUU/PV4YDusItvQ/s400/DSC_0304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593712288950477346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a candidate for my blog signature post. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGXLCEEhlt0/TaDbl-J0gYI/AAAAAAAAEUM/0TbKYebB_N4/s1600/DSC_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGXLCEEhlt0/TaDbl-J0gYI/AAAAAAAAEUM/0TbKYebB_N4/s400/DSC_0339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593712182579986818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't see the White-crowned Sparrow all winter, but he has showed up recently. Maybe just passing through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjOTRjctSs0/TaDbgtmLf3I/AAAAAAAAEUE/Gz2zAKNgiRw/s1600/DSC_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjOTRjctSs0/TaDbgtmLf3I/AAAAAAAAEUE/Gz2zAKNgiRw/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593712092236185458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Lesser Goldfinch has been faithful, as long as there is thistle seed in the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny6Gx-opeEQ/TaDbcQtWWMI/AAAAAAAAET8/2LMbQH0C1-o/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny6Gx-opeEQ/TaDbcQtWWMI/AAAAAAAAET8/2LMbQH0C1-o/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593712015762151618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A rare sight indeed; American Goldfinches at a feeder at our house, just off the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UWZG-9ew4v4/TaDbXQEGzFI/AAAAAAAAET0/WnviJLgnHCk/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UWZG-9ew4v4/TaDbXQEGzFI/AAAAAAAAET0/WnviJLgnHCk/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711929689820242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A young American Goldfinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwZniYYMo8Q/TaDbRlyI4jI/AAAAAAAAETs/WcJdKLOydis/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwZniYYMo8Q/TaDbRlyI4jI/AAAAAAAAETs/WcJdKLOydis/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711832440824370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This American Goldfinch is close to having its summer coat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6g6Ww7hfCnE/TaDbM5mPsHI/AAAAAAAAETk/4izrfUIKQXk/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6g6Ww7hfCnE/TaDbM5mPsHI/AAAAAAAAETk/4izrfUIKQXk/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711751860301938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Red-shouldered Hawk has been active around the pond, and on this day was raising quite a racket as it perched close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4PEEXNW2e0/TaDbI9oNNvI/AAAAAAAAETc/yNVLV3d19zA/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4PEEXNW2e0/TaDbI9oNNvI/AAAAAAAAETc/yNVLV3d19zA/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711684222793458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw it lean, and figured it was ready to take flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4LsX5hsUN8/TaDbEii9gNI/AAAAAAAAETU/jriERbqqomY/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4LsX5hsUN8/TaDbEii9gNI/AAAAAAAAETU/jriERbqqomY/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711608233558226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it came right toward me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6-PqKtlftc/TaDa_2PPLUI/AAAAAAAAETM/kecE7juJ9co/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6-PqKtlftc/TaDa_2PPLUI/AAAAAAAAETM/kecE7juJ9co/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711527620193602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First day of spring, a Black-chinned Hummingbird showed up near the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYX4oyUd4lU/TaDa6AOruKI/AAAAAAAAETE/Ps32zz71rFI/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYX4oyUd4lU/TaDa6AOruKI/AAAAAAAAETE/Ps32zz71rFI/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711427223009442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AV5JK_mLNjo/TaDa0KOqXMI/AAAAAAAAES8/ma7E8Vgm4GY/s1600/DSC_0100b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AV5JK_mLNjo/TaDa0KOqXMI/AAAAAAAAES8/ma7E8Vgm4GY/s400/DSC_0100b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711326828059842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy5Rw66OcpI/TaDasjls_4I/AAAAAAAAES0/Ey_XS-uYons/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy5Rw66OcpI/TaDasjls_4I/AAAAAAAAES0/Ey_XS-uYons/s400/DSC_0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711196196634498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Possum Haw Holly is busting out, and the Cardinal offered a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sc63xvSjusY/TaDaliOkvPI/AAAAAAAAESs/C4NwPwZqEmk/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sc63xvSjusY/TaDaliOkvPI/AAAAAAAAESs/C4NwPwZqEmk/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593711075572104434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Gadwalls have gone north, but stayed a few days into Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-71TbqBt4GsM/TaDadWCsdhI/AAAAAAAAESk/7a9PBRo8hMA/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-71TbqBt4GsM/TaDadWCsdhI/AAAAAAAAESk/7a9PBRo8hMA/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593710934862099986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just had to share a picture of their feeding when the weeds were low. Just dunk, and you can get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eB0sjJBd7qs/TaDaY7KkfNI/AAAAAAAAESc/W4P2I6QzW2M/s1600/DSC_0187a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eB0sjJBd7qs/TaDaY7KkfNI/AAAAAAAAESc/W4P2I6QzW2M/s400/DSC_0187a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593710858927897810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The female Gadwall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGdWn5Itlw4/TaDaTceXVNI/AAAAAAAAESU/HkRHZLaBEU4/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGdWn5Itlw4/TaDaTceXVNI/AAAAAAAAESU/HkRHZLaBEU4/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593710764790076626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Great Blue Heron in flight. Interesting hues of gray in the wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_DoR2p2iNc/TaDaNKggpqI/AAAAAAAAESM/sEpHQaDPMe0/s1600/DSC_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_DoR2p2iNc/TaDaNKggpqI/AAAAAAAAESM/sEpHQaDPMe0/s400/DSC_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593710656888022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a traveler that paused at the office for a snack on his way north. The Black and White Warbler neither winters nor summers in Texas; just passin' through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-2395140104835499456?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/2395140104835499456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=2395140104835499456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2395140104835499456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2395140104835499456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/04/march-post-in-one-sitting.html' title='March Post in One Sitting'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2qYl5AUsWM/TaDcL08ZGMI/AAAAAAAAEUs/GxQjbL9KBDo/s72-c/DSC_0258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-6628909020060374611</id><published>2011-02-27T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:29:07.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Mix II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We experienced some extreme temperatures for our parts a few weeks back, but Spring seems to be coming on strong right now. We are still enjoying our Winter visitors, but it won't be long before they'll be gone. Enjoy this installment, from the Office deck and from the Home porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYSecB6nZx4/TWsdZBPq_JI/AAAAAAAAER8/uqj3qvsjN1w/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578584879096593554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYSecB6nZx4/TWsdZBPq_JI/AAAAAAAAER8/uqj3qvsjN1w/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Plenty of fruit and nut mix at the office deck have kept the Blue Jays interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5UfzTbE5LI/TWsdTh7kD0I/AAAAAAAAER0/pBu2Ku92haQ/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578584784791408450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5UfzTbE5LI/TWsdTh7kD0I/AAAAAAAAER0/pBu2Ku92haQ/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The American Goldfinch has continued to be busy around the office feeders, and don't mind sharing with the House Finch, as long as they stay on 'their side'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHLTH4OHbt0/TWsdJOmOsII/AAAAAAAAERs/z36LwSMbfog/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578584607802962050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHLTH4OHbt0/TWsdJOmOsII/AAAAAAAAERs/z36LwSMbfog/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;This American Goldfinch was bold enough to come to the table just outside the window. You see the evidence of the black forehead that he will develop. Just wish he would hang around long enough for us to enjoy his full yellow glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9CMY0dFys8Q/TWsc83Ul-wI/AAAAAAAAERk/H6ZW680l7hY/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578584395396545282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9CMY0dFys8Q/TWsc83Ul-wI/AAAAAAAAERk/H6ZW680l7hY/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;At the same time, the male Lesser Goldfinch was enjoying the table scraps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MVpfyueVv0/TWsc0XO27tI/AAAAAAAAERc/Kb64GC4C828/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578584249343602386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2MVpfyueVv0/TWsc0XO27tI/AAAAAAAAERc/Kb64GC4C828/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Black-crested Tufted Titmouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oW_WGMzRXtg/TWsduez0nGI/AAAAAAAAESE/BIP4vKMhNEE/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578585247810100322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oW_WGMzRXtg/TWsduez0nGI/AAAAAAAAESE/BIP4vKMhNEE/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Oops! I have been identifying this as a Ruby-crowned Kinglet. If you compare it to the pictures that Linda Jacobson got at her back window, you can see it is a different bird. I believe this is an Orange crowned Warbler. The coloring around the eye is distinctly different, among other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RvN--xY-_I/TWscsQ9Fe0I/AAAAAAAAERU/HpK0GVuzAM0/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578584110219492162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RvN--xY-_I/TWscsQ9Fe0I/AAAAAAAAERU/HpK0GVuzAM0/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omOa90Jl2JM/TWsclBw471I/AAAAAAAAERM/5wb6rJj7rXk/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578583985882722130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omOa90Jl2JM/TWsclBw471I/AAAAAAAAERM/5wb6rJj7rXk/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A couple of shots getting just a hint of that orange crown. It lays low most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-grVbNvX58nc/TWscfUvBRqI/AAAAAAAAERE/G8GwUoG0Txc/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578583887895938722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-grVbNvX58nc/TWscfUvBRqI/AAAAAAAAERE/G8GwUoG0Txc/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auMGZDGrpuA/TWscXkWoCjI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/sN4Q2sPDUbU/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578583754649635378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auMGZDGrpuA/TWscXkWoCjI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/sN4Q2sPDUbU/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;On most days we hear the pecking at the window in the conference room, and know it is the male Cardinal. But one morning the pecking was not quite as pronounced, and were happy to see the Yellow-rumped Warbler taking up the habit. Of course, this produced way too much lost labor time on the part of this employee. But the employer said it was O.K. Right, Dan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qod3QHEkshs/TWscHD3PVTI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/8Srwx9Vup-w/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578583471050151218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qod3QHEkshs/TWscHD3PVTI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/8Srwx9Vup-w/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyQViSQErjY/TWsb3W-mKKI/AAAAAAAAEQs/IxxoMHafeOg/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578583201303373986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyQViSQErjY/TWsb3W-mKKI/AAAAAAAAEQs/IxxoMHafeOg/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Just as at the house, the winter crew of Sparrows at the office is plentiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78zzk6yUM-g/TWsbpRbt0xI/AAAAAAAAEQk/bVwOAVRWn2E/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578582959296729874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78zzk6yUM-g/TWsbpRbt0xI/AAAAAAAAEQk/bVwOAVRWn2E/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HY68nVSccOU/TWsbjBICqBI/AAAAAAAAEQc/dex_QCuT3t0/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578582851840026642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HY68nVSccOU/TWsbjBICqBI/AAAAAAAAEQc/dex_QCuT3t0/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;On some of those frigid days at the house, the Cardinals were putting on a show, and sharing time with the Sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TV_JuIcqbn8/TWsbZZR_PHI/AAAAAAAAEQU/CKd9JRuYtk8/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578582686525504626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TV_JuIcqbn8/TWsbZZR_PHI/AAAAAAAAEQU/CKd9JRuYtk8/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Yes, that is a rare Central Texas ice cycle on the limb, as it were. I think the Cardinal is as confused as we were. (What IS a 'Texas ice cycle'? Kinda like a bi-cycle? Jan caught it; icicle- guess my spell check doesn't catch made-up words!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9Ig0OX0JQk/TWsbR4-88hI/AAAAAAAAEQM/nAKhFPGWBPg/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578582557596643858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9Ig0OX0JQk/TWsbR4-88hI/AAAAAAAAEQM/nAKhFPGWBPg/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The photographer appreciated the posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP1VdU1uzX0/TWsbHCxPv5I/AAAAAAAAEQE/Q8A_q51VmTs/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578582371244949394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP1VdU1uzX0/TWsbHCxPv5I/AAAAAAAAEQE/Q8A_q51VmTs/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Some of my viewers are huge Cardinal fans, so I know they are enjoying these. It's amazing how something so spectacular in appearance can be taken for granted, just because they are always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6DoAVxs-kpo/TWsbApdKXDI/AAAAAAAAEP8/zUIlWPcFKlI/s1600/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578582261370608690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6DoAVxs-kpo/TWsbApdKXDI/AAAAAAAAEP8/zUIlWPcFKlI/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The ducks have been on the pond for weeks now, and continue to bless us with viewing pleasure. But I have to say, they are skittish. It doesn't take much to get them to fly, so I'm sneaking around if I want any shots. There are about 18-20 Gadwalls, and a few American Widgeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUTRJc80A0g/TWsayJTwR5I/AAAAAAAAEP0/DiTZMkNH8HY/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578582012223047570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUTRJc80A0g/TWsayJTwR5I/AAAAAAAAEP0/DiTZMkNH8HY/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OaS24kfPNhs/TWsaoS1455I/AAAAAAAAEPs/KhF_Qyl6N8U/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578581842983446418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OaS24kfPNhs/TWsaoS1455I/AAAAAAAAEPs/KhF_Qyl6N8U/s400/DSC_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The morning porch has gone from complete stillness, to a chorus of songs, or a literal cacophony of disparate calls, as my favorite blogger would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-6628909020060374611?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/6628909020060374611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=6628909020060374611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/6628909020060374611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/6628909020060374611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/02/winter-mix-ii.html' title='Winter Mix II'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYSecB6nZx4/TWsdZBPq_JI/AAAAAAAAER8/uqj3qvsjN1w/s72-c/DSC_0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-3088083995516445322</id><published>2011-01-30T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:27:26.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Winter Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I begin this post by confessing that I have let other 'life' activities steal time away from my porch, my photography, and my blogging. Those of you who have attempted to be consistent bloggers understand, and I'm sure the rest of you will grant me grace.&lt;br /&gt;So my penitence is this offering of a wide variety of birds, though not all the quality that I prefer. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyi57rbKI/AAAAAAAAEPg/_xOpR2B1V5M/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyi57rbKI/AAAAAAAAEPg/_xOpR2B1V5M/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568193564538268834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome back our winter regular at the office deck, the Myrtle Warbler, also known appropriately as the Yellow-rumped Warbler. We have this single visiting right now, and he is quite jealous of the feeding area, trying to chase any sparrows away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYydNkGNWI/AAAAAAAAEPY/qGzkqJ3i1uM/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYydNkGNWI/AAAAAAAAEPY/qGzkqJ3i1uM/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568193466728854882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He hangs pretty close to the edge, and will quickly disappear if he senses movement from my direction. This shot gives you a peak at the yellow rump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyXZSrj0I/AAAAAAAAEPQ/A2T9q-EjsTA/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyXZSrj0I/AAAAAAAAEPQ/A2T9q-EjsTA/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568193366797815618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was pretty cold this day, thus the puffed-up version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyR-C-H5I/AAAAAAAAEPI/mnoH7pwIe30/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyR-C-H5I/AAAAAAAAEPI/mnoH7pwIe30/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568193273584820114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Mockingbird has been curious lately at the office, and comes around fairly regularly to check the activity out. This one has also been fighting himself in the mirror image of the window closest to my desk. I think he picked this behavior up from the Cardinal that has been doing that for about 26 years in the front office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyGx2O7AI/AAAAAAAAEPA/WjVTL1N2anE/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyGx2O7AI/AAAAAAAAEPA/WjVTL1N2anE/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568193081331608578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of our hit-and-run artists, the Black-crested Tufted Titmouse, Texas race. Caught him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYx-hAgPJI/AAAAAAAAEO4/MD1WtI8mzqI/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYx-hAgPJI/AAAAAAAAEO4/MD1WtI8mzqI/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192939372330130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does his beak look blunted? It's from beating himself silly in the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYx3UTfA8I/AAAAAAAAEOw/lQ2WYBVcfu4/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYx3UTfA8I/AAAAAAAAEOw/lQ2WYBVcfu4/s400/DSC_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192815703196610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does he wonder how that other cardinal is able to peck him head-on every time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxxKMIsNI/AAAAAAAAEOo/AZl5SS_NuaU/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxxKMIsNI/AAAAAAAAEOo/AZl5SS_NuaU/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192709908803794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Joy on my porch. A group of Goldfinches showed up, and you can see they are not the typical female Lesser Goldfinch that we usually get. These are American Goldfinches, that don't have their complete color yet. Stay tuned for more developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxpHWYRHI/AAAAAAAAEOg/Q2h08u0k8hA/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxpHWYRHI/AAAAAAAAEOg/Q2h08u0k8hA/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192571707507826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back at the office, the male Lesser Goldfinch is consistent as long as there is thistle in the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxjdalBII/AAAAAAAAEOY/TpfeZIHsVA0/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxjdalBII/AAAAAAAAEOY/TpfeZIHsVA0/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192474551485570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then I started spying some different Goldfinches, just subtle color variations from the female Lesser Goldfinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxeTtEArI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/j0LzZVkGRIM/s1600/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxeTtEArI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/j0LzZVkGRIM/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192386045313714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then one day, a whole slew of these came in for a feast. I am guessing male and female American Goldfinches, but the males have not developed the black cap that goes along with the brilliant yellow body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxYLdLFkI/AAAAAAAAEOI/ULgqS1pV-YI/s1600/DSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxYLdLFkI/AAAAAAAAEOI/ULgqS1pV-YI/s400/DSC_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192280751969858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxOO-9eKI/AAAAAAAAEOA/XagQoLgHrBw/s1600/DSC_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxOO-9eKI/AAAAAAAAEOA/XagQoLgHrBw/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192109900298402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxH44rNPI/AAAAAAAAEN4/5s81nloSb_A/s1600/DSC_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYxH44rNPI/AAAAAAAAEN4/5s81nloSb_A/s400/DSC_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568192000889140466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like I said, a slew of them. They were there one day, so I'm thinking some migration; just didn't seem like the right time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwl-mDMlI/AAAAAAAAENg/hbta4-jcJpU/s1600/DSC_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwl-mDMlI/AAAAAAAAENg/hbta4-jcJpU/s400/DSC_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568191418306081362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started back on my habit of putting out some nut and berry mix, and you can be assured that the Blue Jays will come around when it is there.  They are also very skittish, so I am fortunate to have caught these shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwdK7T5iI/AAAAAAAAENY/X2EfAomYXrA/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwdK7T5iI/AAAAAAAAENY/X2EfAomYXrA/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568191266997659170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can see what pigs they are. Their gullets are full of peanuts by the time they leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwJ3iYW2I/AAAAAAAAENQ/Co9HIrUmpvk/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwJ3iYW2I/AAAAAAAAENQ/Co9HIrUmpvk/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568190935375305570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A little blurry, but I was excited to catch this one. The Solitary Vireo. Another one of our winter visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwD2UNr9I/AAAAAAAAENI/yXjMUOFA65A/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwD2UNr9I/AAAAAAAAENI/yXjMUOFA65A/s400/DSC_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568190831968235474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The House Finches are faithful and year-round regulars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYv84t3zTI/AAAAAAAAENA/aYAw8fPQDjk/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYv84t3zTI/AAAAAAAAENA/aYAw8fPQDjk/s400/DSC_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568190712353639730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even the Carolina Wren had to come check out the activity. It will hop around and pick up a few seeds before taking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYv1k0DYFI/AAAAAAAAEM4/IePe_KPnHpU/s1600/DSC_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYv1k0DYFI/AAAAAAAAEM4/IePe_KPnHpU/s400/DSC_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568190586751770706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One cold misty Saturday the Red-shouldered Hawk was spending a lot of time around the pond back at the home place. It seemed to be watching a duck on the pond, but never made a run for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwwOPhaMI/AAAAAAAAENo/Px6OFdS6WDo/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYwwOPhaMI/AAAAAAAAENo/Px6OFdS6WDo/s400/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568191594305251522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Robins hanging out in the top of a tree near the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYw2uO6xuI/AAAAAAAAENw/6L5NhJl7Y94/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYw2uO6xuI/AAAAAAAAENw/6L5NhJl7Y94/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568191705971869410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Great Blue Heron has been pretty steady around the pond, but won't hang around to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYvte34f4I/AAAAAAAAEMw/FGKP97FFDQg/s1600/DSC_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYvte34f4I/AAAAAAAAEMw/FGKP97FFDQg/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568190447718268802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were excited to have this visiting single duck, an American Wigeon. We used to get quite a few, but not so in recent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYvnBdi4lI/AAAAAAAAEMo/1RNX_1FRyyE/s1600/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYvnBdi4lI/AAAAAAAAEMo/1RNX_1FRyyE/s400/DSC_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568190336743957074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-3088083995516445322?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/3088083995516445322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=3088083995516445322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3088083995516445322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3088083995516445322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-mix.html' title='A Winter Mix'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TUYyi57rbKI/AAAAAAAAEPg/_xOpR2B1V5M/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-1337937427820572208</id><published>2011-01-16T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:13:11.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Holiday Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We took a trip out to Albuquerque for Christmas and had a blessed time with family. I keep the camera nearby for any opportunities to snap a bird picture. Enjoy this brief but interesting offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNudA8hmgI/AAAAAAAAEMY/mTGmV7H6Khc/s1600/DSC02758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNudA8hmgI/AAAAAAAAEMY/mTGmV7H6Khc/s400/DSC02758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562911409481816578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before we head west I wanted to share this offering from Linda Jacobson. She has a Ruby-crowned Kinglet who is enjoying regular visits to her window onto the back yard. Linda's cats wear themselves out with excitement and stymied lunges at this one that is on the other side of the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNz1CAZaMI/AAAAAAAAEMg/AHWgeIROaMw/s1600/DSC06185cr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNz1CAZaMI/AAAAAAAAEMg/AHWgeIROaMw/s400/DSC06185cr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562917319641491650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNuNjoD3CI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/TdW7FNStpb4/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNuNjoD3CI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/TdW7FNStpb4/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562911143913315362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We took the commuter train with our Sister-in-law Ginger to Santa Fe. It snowed on us the entire time, and was wonderful. While strolling the square, we looked up and spotted this Sharp-shinned Hawk up above. I don't think he knows how expensive that space is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNuJBNetNI/AAAAAAAAEMI/OfeppB5Bhy4/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNuJBNetNI/AAAAAAAAEMI/OfeppB5Bhy4/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562911065955546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ginger's feeder on the ground outside her sliding glass door at the kitchen. A great place for some coffee and early morning fellowship and prayer. A House Finch hanging out with the Sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNuCU4I0AI/AAAAAAAAEMA/_JqOloCJQFU/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNuCU4I0AI/AAAAAAAAEMA/_JqOloCJQFU/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910950975655938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in a while, a flock of White-winged Dove come in for their breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtxZwVsvI/AAAAAAAAEL4/KsxmbtpcAYg/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtxZwVsvI/AAAAAAAAEL4/KsxmbtpcAYg/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910660227347186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And when things cleared out a little, a Curved-billed Thrasher; he did not want to share with the Sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtpW9qeCI/AAAAAAAAELw/gQopa-bQ4Dk/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtpW9qeCI/AAAAAAAAELw/gQopa-bQ4Dk/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910522038974498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtdJQr7BI/AAAAAAAAELo/7_mD2_jM1I8/s1600/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtdJQr7BI/AAAAAAAAELo/7_mD2_jM1I8/s400/DSC_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910312202234898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way out, we spied some new Bald Eagle activity at the nests about 5 miles east of Llano on 29. There was a new nest a little west of the first. We stopped on the way back to try to get some shots. There were two that we could see in the nest; one on the left has his/her head down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtZLisdeI/AAAAAAAAELg/IrMKRZNW_cM/s1600/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNtZLisdeI/AAAAAAAAELg/IrMKRZNW_cM/s400/DSC_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562910244095161826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one flew off to the right and stayed still for a while. Sun was behind the subject, so not the best lighting conditions, but you take what you can get in this situation. A glorious bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-1337937427820572208?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/1337937427820572208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=1337937427820572208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1337937427820572208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1337937427820572208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-holiday-birds.html' title='Winter Holiday Birds'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TTNudA8hmgI/AAAAAAAAEMY/mTGmV7H6Khc/s72-c/DSC02758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-388202293467819648</id><published>2010-12-13T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T18:37:56.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Roadrunners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The family is wondering, what happened to Papa Wes's ability to post so promptly. Well, they taught me in the Navy to say, 'No excuse, sir!' So enjoy this tardy posting of the Thanksgiving gathering at Roadrunner's Roost at Canyon Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTf_qExuI/AAAAAAAAELU/bKk1YkIIwW8/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTf_qExuI/AAAAAAAAELU/bKk1YkIIwW8/s400/P1010001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550356137398028002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But first, a few pictures of our annual event at Fellowship Baptist in Liberty Hill, Home for the Holidays. Mawmaw was our special guest, and a wonderful evening was enjoyed by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTZu415EI/AAAAAAAAELM/5nuOgkKDQvA/s1600/P1010007b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTZu415EI/AAAAAAAAELM/5nuOgkKDQvA/s400/P1010007b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550356029817349186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A veritable bevy of beauties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTUBy5hWI/AAAAAAAAELE/nMavOOkBwhE/s1600/P1010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTUBy5hWI/AAAAAAAAELE/nMavOOkBwhE/s400/P1010012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550355931813479778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the house, Mercedes offers some sugar to Mawmaw, and Mawmaw definitely has a sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTNS3h7EI/AAAAAAAAEK8/x2oW_fqktrQ/s1600/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTNS3h7EI/AAAAAAAAEK8/x2oW_fqktrQ/s400/P1010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550355816137223234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mercedes entertained us with GG's blouse, and the big hair brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTCqLZ19I/AAAAAAAAEK0/Jt-s-geehzU/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTCqLZ19I/AAAAAAAAEK0/Jt-s-geehzU/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550355633416034258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some of the great grandkids on the big swing at the Roost. May be the last picture of that relic, as it has been condemned as uninhabitable, and a life safety hazard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbS2pFQm7I/AAAAAAAAEKs/kiYUwBTTBkw/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbS2pFQm7I/AAAAAAAAEKs/kiYUwBTTBkw/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550355426963397554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The group picture on the stairs and porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSp8YmNHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/ldQuV3NYq10/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSp8YmNHI/AAAAAAAAEKk/ldQuV3NYq10/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550355208806478962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mawmaw with 8 of her 11 great grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbScvsZHFI/AAAAAAAAEKc/7PdK5LyX79U/s1600/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbScvsZHFI/AAAAAAAAEKc/7PdK5LyX79U/s400/P1010006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354982061546578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My youngest granddaughter, Viola, in the rocker that Mawmaw used as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSWB0xCAI/AAAAAAAAEKU/IKjG55YUtcQ/s1600/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSWB0xCAI/AAAAAAAAEKU/IKjG55YUtcQ/s400/P1010015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354866669422594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby V with Great Uncle David. Well, he's not THAT great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSQSo-o_I/AAAAAAAAEKM/LCTjYSR3lok/s1600/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSQSo-o_I/AAAAAAAAEKM/LCTjYSR3lok/s400/P1010016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354768104170482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew was always fascinated with that contraption. One of those toys that was interesting, but worth about 2 minutes of play time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSLWDAzpI/AAAAAAAAEKE/NB0kW1vcI2A/s1600/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSLWDAzpI/AAAAAAAAEKE/NB0kW1vcI2A/s400/P1010017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354683119324818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel soaking in the extended family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSFJ2kZ1I/AAAAAAAAEJ8/S159U-gY6EM/s1600/P1010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbSFJ2kZ1I/AAAAAAAAEJ8/S159U-gY6EM/s400/P1010020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354576766691154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Papa Wes enjoying one of his favorite pastimes, grandbaby in the lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbR9D_Il1I/AAAAAAAAEJ0/c0ylhvbCH_s/s1600/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbR9D_Il1I/AAAAAAAAEJ0/c0ylhvbCH_s/s400/P1010024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354437753050962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew, Ashleigh, and their youngest, Viola Marie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbR4GFpXzI/AAAAAAAAEJs/up3GiL2-Vtg/s1600/P1010025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbR4GFpXzI/AAAAAAAAEJs/up3GiL2-Vtg/s400/P1010025a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354352417890098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daughter Kate and her husband Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRuB1bmTI/AAAAAAAAEJk/R2fkGwNitb0/s1600/P1010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRuB1bmTI/AAAAAAAAEJk/R2fkGwNitb0/s400/P1010028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354179477444914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Griffin clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRnIU8U3I/AAAAAAAAEJc/UyAlOMWTjzE/s1600/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRnIU8U3I/AAAAAAAAEJc/UyAlOMWTjzE/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550354060961141618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wesley Griffin clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRgRvQhoI/AAAAAAAAEJU/tGmMUw8hLdY/s1600/P1010036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRgRvQhoI/AAAAAAAAEJU/tGmMUw8hLdY/s400/P1010036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550353943228352130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tommy and Becky Adams clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRVdZObSI/AAAAAAAAEJM/lEeAf-a9uuc/s1600/P1010041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbRVdZObSI/AAAAAAAAEJM/lEeAf-a9uuc/s400/P1010041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550353757378604322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Papa Wes sharing a peek at the sketches for the roadrunner story book that we are hoping to publish for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-388202293467819648?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/388202293467819648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=388202293467819648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/388202293467819648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/388202293467819648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-roadrunners.html' title='Thanksgiving Roadrunners'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TQbTf_qExuI/AAAAAAAAELU/bKk1YkIIwW8/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-5926081486670249318</id><published>2010-11-28T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T15:10:56.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn from the Porch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How is my porch like heaven? From my comfortable chair I can view all sorts of wildlife, and it doesn't seem to pay me any mind. There is no castle or mansion where any more peace can be enjoyed than on my porch. The special joy at this time of year is watching the changing of colors, and even though my friends from more northern climes may scoff, I truly am seeing some orange, red and yellow leaves! Enjoy this week's offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLcHHz2bEI/AAAAAAAAEI8/fpOn9IfdSW4/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLcHHz2bEI/AAAAAAAAEI8/fpOn9IfdSW4/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544736106160221250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first line-up is from the end of my porch, closest to the Lady Banks Rose, where you can see on any morning, the Northern Mockingbird watching the yard for bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLcCFk5OEI/AAAAAAAAEI0/15f-GsVUzdg/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLcCFk5OEI/AAAAAAAAEI0/15f-GsVUzdg/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544736019661273154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the Carolina Wren, pondering whether to start a new nest in the church house on my porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLb9jYczhI/AAAAAAAAEIs/WAghp-lc1-U/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLb9jYczhI/AAAAAAAAEIs/WAghp-lc1-U/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735941762797074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the House Sparrow, resting from the clamor of its relatives camped out in the Purple Martin house above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLb2rg0hCI/AAAAAAAAEIk/bfVpPemyEdg/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLb2rg0hCI/AAAAAAAAEIk/bfVpPemyEdg/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735823686304802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the Northern Cardinal, contemplating whether to fly over to the feeder near the porch and grab some black oil sunflower seeds, or if Mavrick the lop-eared stray is a little too close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbuwunVGI/AAAAAAAAEIc/QIh_UH9tFic/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbuwunVGI/AAAAAAAAEIc/QIh_UH9tFic/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735687647384674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This butterfly lit on the Texas flag, and hung around long enough for some pictures. This is a Red Admiral. It's amazing what you can i.d. on Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbp4BCLRI/AAAAAAAAEIU/r8hZ3Wm87rM/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbp4BCLRI/AAAAAAAAEIU/r8hZ3Wm87rM/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735603704343826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll see this pose on the profile pic for the blog, as it hasn't changed in some time. The winter sparrows are back, and starting to populate the ground looking for seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbjkGP-hI/AAAAAAAAEIM/ySVCYVriHCs/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbjkGP-hI/AAAAAAAAEIM/ySVCYVriHCs/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735495278295570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Ruby-crowned Kinglet was foraging around in the oak tree nearest the porch, and offered this pose. To my chagrin, I was sitting there without my camera earlier, and it flashed it's fiery red top-notch. Oh well. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbeJg0A6I/AAAAAAAAEIE/9TcazIx2o-U/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbeJg0A6I/AAAAAAAAEIE/9TcazIx2o-U/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735402242605986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cardinal decided it was worth it to come close to the feeder. I wish I could take some credit here, but pose and lighting are all supplied by Someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbYbwqkoI/AAAAAAAAEH8/AuwaI3zPKZM/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbYbwqkoI/AAAAAAAAEH8/AuwaI3zPKZM/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735304061719170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbP49VC_I/AAAAAAAAEH0/Gpm17yLv_4w/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbP49VC_I/AAAAAAAAEH0/Gpm17yLv_4w/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735157280639986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of the tell-tale signs of fall is the sound of the American Robin chirping in the woods. If you venture forth, you might find one hanging around the Possum Haw Holly getting a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbIOeUVfI/AAAAAAAAEHs/IeBW8wu0pB0/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLbIOeUVfI/AAAAAAAAEHs/IeBW8wu0pB0/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544735025617196530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't help but think about the feasting we did over the last couple of days. We were so blessed to have family to share the feasting with, and hope you had the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-5926081486670249318?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/5926081486670249318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=5926081486670249318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5926081486670249318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5926081486670249318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/11/autumn-from-porch.html' title='Autumn from the Porch'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TPLcHHz2bEI/AAAAAAAAEI8/fpOn9IfdSW4/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-4489680567288986039</id><published>2010-11-07T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T06:48:01.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Porch Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The crisp cool mornings on the porch have been abundant, and full of sights displaying God's glory. This week's offering is a mix of our year-round regulars and a few seasonal visitors. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcX2APGUiI/AAAAAAAAEHk/vgyV5AujeE0/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536920483419017762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcX2APGUiI/AAAAAAAAEHk/vgyV5AujeE0/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;My favorite year-round regular is the Mercedes Pink Morning Glory. She is properly decked out for the high 30 degree temps, and plenty of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXoXNStlI/AAAAAAAAEHc/wK87KNhPoL4/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536920249067288146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXoXNStlI/AAAAAAAAEHc/wK87KNhPoL4/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;She went along nicely with the other morning glories, showing their appreciation for the recent rains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXY4CzkpI/AAAAAAAAEHU/cVlVRi3lex4/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919983003767442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXY4CzkpI/AAAAAAAAEHU/cVlVRi3lex4/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Autumn's first Gadwall visiting our pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXVKdZvZI/AAAAAAAAEHM/K1sCVxwZt3s/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919919227682194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXVKdZvZI/AAAAAAAAEHM/K1sCVxwZt3s/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The bird on the upper left at the thistle feeder at the office is the Pine Siskin, mixing it up with the male Lesser Goldfinches. Last winter we had a lot of Siskins, so we'll be on the lookout for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXN_cF6wI/AAAAAAAAEHE/G6ck8luJmno/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919796010314498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXN_cF6wI/AAAAAAAAEHE/G6ck8luJmno/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A female Lesser Goldfinch enjoying the thistle seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXJ4bw2jI/AAAAAAAAEG8/k6ufDRCsPII/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919725410409010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXJ4bw2jI/AAAAAAAAEG8/k6ufDRCsPII/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Something at the office keeps the Lesser Goldfinches around, as I am not seeing any from my porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXGNt9u_I/AAAAAAAAEG0/x489IPMNdi0/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919662404418546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcXGNt9u_I/AAAAAAAAEG0/x489IPMNdi0/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcW_HOYi-I/AAAAAAAAEGs/fqHm8UrB65w/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919540402260962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcW_HOYi-I/AAAAAAAAEGs/fqHm8UrB65w/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A House Finch brings a color mix to the feeder at the office deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcW1QVEWoI/AAAAAAAAEGk/O0_UKFmZGI0/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919371047524994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcW1QVEWoI/AAAAAAAAEGk/O0_UKFmZGI0/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The House Finches add a nice song melody when they are hanging around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWvr4SNQI/AAAAAAAAEGc/C_jXB18L_Ik/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919275363775746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWvr4SNQI/AAAAAAAAEGc/C_jXB18L_Ik/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;This gentlemen is saying,'Get me to the church on time.' He's dressed in his gray and black tux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWnQJus6I/AAAAAAAAEGU/g9tdlh5GnmY/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919130481800098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWnQJus6I/AAAAAAAAEGU/g9tdlh5GnmY/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWiErGiDI/AAAAAAAAEGM/_hteSpCYxls/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536919041501202482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWiErGiDI/AAAAAAAAEGM/_hteSpCYxls/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Chickadee grabs that sunflower seed and heads for a branch to work on cracking it to get to the nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWcXbPywI/AAAAAAAAEGE/tINq3jLcQMQ/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536918943455759106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWcXbPywI/AAAAAAAAEGE/tINq3jLcQMQ/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Cardinals gather in the Lady Banks Rose in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWUhnEeCI/AAAAAAAAEF8/fN4GRJkSEgc/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536918808750749730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWUhnEeCI/AAAAAAAAEF8/fN4GRJkSEgc/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Cardinals really puff up with the cooler temps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWOt242gI/AAAAAAAAEF0/Q_E99zmJplM/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536918708959107586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWOt242gI/AAAAAAAAEF0/Q_E99zmJplM/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The season brings the Mockingbird to the yard more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWFk9rQGI/AAAAAAAAEFo/M6uRTylt9Hw/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536918551952834658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcWFk9rQGI/AAAAAAAAEFo/M6uRTylt9Hw/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;One morning glory with a few impatiens hanging around in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcV1lpIidI/AAAAAAAAEFg/xUh0r253LRo/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536918277257202130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcV1lpIidI/AAAAAAAAEFg/xUh0r253LRo/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mercedes is demonstrating how adept she is at negotiating the steps. Mercedes says, 'Bye bye!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-4489680567288986039?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/4489680567288986039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=4489680567288986039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/4489680567288986039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/4489680567288986039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-porch-glory.html' title='Fall Porch Glory'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TNcX2APGUiI/AAAAAAAAEHk/vgyV5AujeE0/s72-c/DSC_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-1741926711646570390</id><published>2010-10-30T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:39:18.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every once in a while I need to post family pics that my non-fb relatives can view and enjoy. So if you are lookin' for birds, you'll only see the Wild Texas Griffinheimer on this post. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybvkAei-I/AAAAAAAAEFY/kNAoZsyHQPU/s1600/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybvkAei-I/AAAAAAAAEFY/kNAoZsyHQPU/s400/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533969283553332194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's Mercedes. She roped herself a feisty filly, and is ridin' to break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybqafZFQI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/eUNVC2VROMQ/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybqafZFQI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/eUNVC2VROMQ/s400/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533969195099297026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there anything so cute as a babe wrapped up in a towel with a hoody after bathtime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybkh7gJ3I/AAAAAAAAEFI/vysc19ZrwEk/s1600/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybkh7gJ3I/AAAAAAAAEFI/vysc19ZrwEk/s400/P1010053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533969094017034098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan got to go enjoy some Frio time with some of her classmates from the Class of '72, Uvalde High. I know I got the PRIZE! Yes, that is Becky, my sister, next to Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybed5d_jI/AAAAAAAAEFA/qbB_SpB7ft8/s1600/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybed5d_jI/AAAAAAAAEFA/qbB_SpB7ft8/s400/P1010058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968989855546930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The same weekend we ran up to Midland to be with the Matthew Griffins and attend his ordination service as a deacon at Providence Presbyterian Church, PCA. Here is the family on their front porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybXubGo7I/AAAAAAAAEE4/g8CBAKoI0cY/s1600/P1010061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybXubGo7I/AAAAAAAAEE4/g8CBAKoI0cY/s400/P1010061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968874032505778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the elders and deacon, as Matt was the only deacon ordained that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybRqopSyI/AAAAAAAAEEw/mkpc9wYGdV4/s1600/P1010062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybRqopSyI/AAAAAAAAEEw/mkpc9wYGdV4/s400/P1010062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968769936345890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you see the buttons on my shirt straining at the pressure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybLJwGr5I/AAAAAAAAEEo/nld9-o9YE7M/s1600/P1010066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybLJwGr5I/AAAAAAAAEEo/nld9-o9YE7M/s400/P1010066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968658030047122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And of course, a little fellowship after the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybFXu8oZI/AAAAAAAAEEg/9XAMMwb1Iq0/s1600/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybFXu8oZI/AAAAAAAAEEg/9XAMMwb1Iq0/s400/P1010068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968558704075154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I go slow, Viola eventually warms up before the weekend is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMya-p9ZkBI/AAAAAAAAEEY/txtN39doWgI/s1600/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMya-p9ZkBI/AAAAAAAAEEY/txtN39doWgI/s400/P1010077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968443337445394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GG storytime is a must when we are in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMya4I-hRoI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/JUQKExDs0Ws/s1600/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMya4I-hRoI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/JUQKExDs0Ws/s400/P1010078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968331404560002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then there HAS to be a Pecos Bill story from Papa Wes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMyawl3HwcI/AAAAAAAAEEI/hFt3lXABv7s/s1600/P1010083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMyawl3HwcI/AAAAAAAAEEI/hFt3lXABv7s/s400/P1010083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533968201719202242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the part where Bill is discovered after being raised by coyotes, and all he can speak is coyote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-1741926711646570390?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/1741926711646570390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=1741926711646570390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1741926711646570390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1741926711646570390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TMybvkAei-I/AAAAAAAAEFY/kNAoZsyHQPU/s72-c/P1010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-3935742951644379231</id><published>2010-10-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:32:30.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The mornings on the porch and in the yard have been nothing short of glorious. High 40s and sunshine make for good sittin', and good viewing. Enjoy this week's offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKBkPuzEHI/AAAAAAAAED4/NTSQj0AOmgg/s1600/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKBkPuzEHI/AAAAAAAAED4/NTSQj0AOmgg/s400/P1010010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526622152435110002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mercedes is still the cutest birdy around, and always offers a great pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAuPMeofI/AAAAAAAAEDw/nHu29ICpQDQ/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAuPMeofI/AAAAAAAAEDw/nHu29ICpQDQ/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526621224578228722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As the deer panteth for the water, so my soul longeth after You!&lt;br /&gt;Whateth dost thou thinkest of that-eth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAm4A3_aI/AAAAAAAAEDo/CGD7PiZDksw/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAm4A3_aI/AAAAAAAAEDo/CGD7PiZDksw/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526621098096459170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camped out in the yard hoping for a picture of something in the possum haw holley, and some Ruby-crowned Kinglets are foraging through the cedar elm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAitjvs6I/AAAAAAAAEDg/sRBWHK02Ww4/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAitjvs6I/AAAAAAAAEDg/sRBWHK02Ww4/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526621026570449826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not many blooms, but just one morning glory is all it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAUuNk6AI/AAAAAAAAEDY/ACUsPP6l7LY/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAUuNk6AI/AAAAAAAAEDY/ACUsPP6l7LY/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526620786227734530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Texas state bird, the Mockingbird came to the lady banks rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAOLkk_nI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/_xEz9X6DRFc/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKAOLkk_nI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/_xEz9X6DRFc/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526620673849753202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The recent rains have brought out the blossoms on the lantana under some of the bird feeders. This Swallow-tail butterfly paused long enough for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_7nZau0I/AAAAAAAAEDI/b-pqQXD86tE/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_7nZau0I/AAAAAAAAEDI/b-pqQXD86tE/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526620354901621570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the office, a House Finch gives me a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_1s3DRyI/AAAAAAAAEDA/CpAk7CooVQM/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_1s3DRyI/AAAAAAAAEDA/CpAk7CooVQM/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526620253288875810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Titmouse was coming in for a sunflower seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_wwRSkOI/AAAAAAAAEC4/3IFcv-kuv6w/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_wwRSkOI/AAAAAAAAEC4/3IFcv-kuv6w/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526620168304890082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chickadees have been abundant at the feeder, but hard to catch sitting still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_rHrH_YI/AAAAAAAAECw/Y4hWMfGwsG4/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_rHrH_YI/AAAAAAAAECw/Y4hWMfGwsG4/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526620071508049282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This pair of male Lesser Goldfinches offered a good composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_foN4LPI/AAAAAAAAECo/b-r3x1oNIko/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLJ_foN4LPI/AAAAAAAAECo/b-r3x1oNIko/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526619874085317874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKBtl2JSMI/AAAAAAAAEEA/HWYhb3-j1oQ/s1600/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKBtl2JSMI/AAAAAAAAEEA/HWYhb3-j1oQ/s400/P1010027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526622312990329026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And to close, Mercedes got her playhouse moved to the porch, so now I share a porch with her porch. And you ask how my porch is like heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-3935742951644379231?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/3935742951644379231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=3935742951644379231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3935742951644379231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3935742951644379231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-mix.html' title='Fall Mix'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TLKBkPuzEHI/AAAAAAAAED4/NTSQj0AOmgg/s72-c/P1010010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-7705686043263893255</id><published>2010-09-26T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:04:47.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Between the Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are in that time when the summer birds are leaving, and the winter birds haven't arrived. So sometimes it seems like there is not a tweet being tweeted out there. Oh, that takes on a new meaning now. Sorry, I'm not a tweeter, so it slipped.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this week's offering, including some wildflowers, and of course, Mercedes on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKACK64AKRI/AAAAAAAAECg/5UOe01UMTPo/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKACK64AKRI/AAAAAAAAECg/5UOe01UMTPo/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521415529782323474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chickadees are back in force at the office, and we've had some rainy days that seem to energize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKACF9Zyb5I/AAAAAAAAECY/YxafDTiUi6A/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKACF9Zyb5I/AAAAAAAAECY/YxafDTiUi6A/s400/DSC_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521415444561555346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are usually nervous, hit-and-run seed eaters, but every once in a while, they'll pause long enough for a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKACAXaitYI/AAAAAAAAECQ/2M-YVgCQSW0/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKACAXaitYI/AAAAAAAAECQ/2M-YVgCQSW0/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521415348464825730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAB4teVDtI/AAAAAAAAECI/6CHAnUn4lS8/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAB4teVDtI/AAAAAAAAECI/6CHAnUn4lS8/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521415216947334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And where there are Chickadees, there is the Black-crested Tufted Titmouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAByBJyamI/AAAAAAAAECA/7KfQoYmNXp0/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAByBJyamI/AAAAAAAAECA/7KfQoYmNXp0/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521415101970803298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A female Lesser Goldfinch, waiting her turn to get at the thistle feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABpHFQ9sI/AAAAAAAAEB4/Kq8CGY0tXtE/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABpHFQ9sI/AAAAAAAAEB4/Kq8CGY0tXtE/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521414948943623874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The male doesn't wait for the thistle. He just goes on over to the black oil sunflower seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABhKEcxeI/AAAAAAAAEBw/YLaTxA32iWc/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABhKEcxeI/AAAAAAAAEBw/YLaTxA32iWc/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521414812306556386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My business partner Dan is blessed with the kind of neighbors we should all have, Don and Anita Bradley. They like to entertain the birds, so I got this shot one morning while picking Dan up for work. I'll have to go back and spend the morning, so you can get the full benefit of their 'outreach'. They have a tale of a Great Roadrunner trotting down the middle of their street. I shoulda' been there for that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABU7y7_cI/AAAAAAAAEBo/QR0nIp478BE/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABU7y7_cI/AAAAAAAAEBo/QR0nIp478BE/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521414602316578242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lesser Goldfinch and the House Finch sharing the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABOX81MeI/AAAAAAAAEBg/-tulJw82oB4/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABOX81MeI/AAAAAAAAEBg/-tulJw82oB4/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521414489615184354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I couldn't get them to both have their heads out at the same time, so you get two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABF1r1RiI/AAAAAAAAEBY/mmyewZ9fQjo/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKABF1r1RiI/AAAAAAAAEBY/mmyewZ9fQjo/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521414342978127394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Female Cardinal on the deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAA8_31gjI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/xPYz5oSp0uY/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAA8_31gjI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/xPYz5oSp0uY/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521414191094006322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bewick's Wren on the deck. I'm always amazed at the wrens pecking seed, because they are generally bug-eaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAA2xQTrOI/AAAAAAAAEBI/VmJr5zfczl4/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAA2xQTrOI/AAAAAAAAEBI/VmJr5zfczl4/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521414084090899682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sitting out in the yard, and the little Yellow Warbler is in the tree above me. He flits around the branches, and suddenly comes after a flying bug, and chases it down in a blur of yellow aerial contortions. You'll just have to imagine that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAAxPKAM7I/AAAAAAAAEBA/qIRGytljYII/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAAxPKAM7I/AAAAAAAAEBA/qIRGytljYII/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521413989038306226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In recent weeks the back acreage has broken forth with a lot of these pink wildflowers. They look like pink evening primrose, but aren't growing close to the ground, but rather in shrub-like growth. I'm hoping maybe Hollis can tell me what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAAgn7QHAI/AAAAAAAAEA4/kGdyyJVCpPI/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAAgn7QHAI/AAAAAAAAEA4/kGdyyJVCpPI/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521413703629544450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been told this is a wild petunia. If you know different, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAAVIeqscI/AAAAAAAAEAw/dpHfOfzesq0/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKAAVIeqscI/AAAAAAAAEAw/dpHfOfzesq0/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521413506209591746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I can positively identify this as the wild Central Texas Mercedes, often found on my porch, especially in the morning, and expecting the need for warmer clothes SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-7705686043263893255?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/7705686043263893255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=7705686043263893255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7705686043263893255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7705686043263893255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/09/between-seasons.html' title='Between the Seasons'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TKACK64AKRI/AAAAAAAAECg/5UOe01UMTPo/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-8880077918631591615</id><published>2010-09-20T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:53:11.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanwhile, Back at the Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Due to lack of attention to the feeders, the bird activity at the office has been WAY off. Last week, someone filled the feeders again, and we have been treated to a Goldfinch reunion since then. Enjoy this week's offering, and not to worry, Mercedes is included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZa0kTx6I/AAAAAAAAEAg/PFOu8Den6SQ/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZa0kTx6I/AAAAAAAAEAg/PFOu8Den6SQ/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519189291920770978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But first, we get a visit from a Carolina Wren perched near the antique rose bush at the house. The recent rains have brought out new growth, which always starts out maroon, and adds a fall look to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZTVqCZwI/AAAAAAAAEAY/_DW69rn8AeE/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZTVqCZwI/AAAAAAAAEAY/_DW69rn8AeE/s400/DSC_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519189163364214530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYI8DgltI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/-tlwZMHFIJk/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYI8DgltI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/-tlwZMHFIJk/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519187885181408978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'm thinkin' the Wren likes me so much he just followed me to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZL1x9H9I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/2v18YrQV0P8/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZL1x9H9I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/2v18YrQV0P8/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519189034548404178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a first-time sighting of this varmint. I googled orange moth and it came up to be an Imperial Moth. That's about 4 inches across the wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZFHeJM4I/AAAAAAAAEAI/p1W0Gtiterw/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZFHeJM4I/AAAAAAAAEAI/p1W0Gtiterw/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519188919038063490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cardinals offered me a few poses this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgY8dPIp_I/AAAAAAAAEAA/47R7rdojXmU/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgY8dPIp_I/AAAAAAAAEAA/47R7rdojXmU/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519188770261870578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was posted hoping for some hummingbirds at the lantana, but got Cardinals instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYz7edwBI/AAAAAAAAD_4/GJC1Uzpu42c/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYz7edwBI/AAAAAAAAD_4/GJC1Uzpu42c/s400/DSC_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519188623760408594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And back at the office, this one on the deck gave me a funny look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgaEa0aodI/AAAAAAAAEAo/gqVp7-xJcIk/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgaEa0aodI/AAAAAAAAEAo/gqVp7-xJcIk/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519190006563512786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the return of the seed, the Titmouse, Chickadee, and Dove are back as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYZXmxGlI/AAAAAAAAD_o/A6HQ6FLgFS8/s1600/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYZXmxGlI/AAAAAAAAD_o/A6HQ6FLgFS8/s400/DSC_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519188167454956114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caught in the middle of crackin' the sunflower seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYBCPhDiI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/ubf_TOMtK8g/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYBCPhDiI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/ubf_TOMtK8g/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519187749403430434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Mourning Dove on the deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXqj0wBkI/AAAAAAAAD_A/rgf33toSZWk/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXqj0wBkI/AAAAAAAAD_A/rgf33toSZWk/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519187363280979522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were really amazed that the Lesser Goldfinches were still around, and just waiting for that thistle seed feeder to be filled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYQ262B_I/AAAAAAAAD_g/4hcl_uKqEpw/s1600/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYQ262B_I/AAAAAAAAD_g/4hcl_uKqEpw/s400/DSC_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519188021241841650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They have been flocking in at about 6 at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXzQRbZvI/AAAAAAAAD_I/0pY0lQQ9A2A/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXzQRbZvI/AAAAAAAAD_I/0pY0lQQ9A2A/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519187512651376370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXhlF0dQI/AAAAAAAAD-4/G1xy5DjL5lE/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXhlF0dQI/AAAAAAAAD-4/G1xy5DjL5lE/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519187209002185986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is interesting that once they come in for the thistle, they won't hesitate to go over to the black oil sunflower seed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXStbtQYI/AAAAAAAAD-w/vvmLfQuUzgY/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgXStbtQYI/AAAAAAAAD-w/vvmLfQuUzgY/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519186953543434626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYqtyq6YI/AAAAAAAAD_w/zVCInVLNgp8/s1600/DSC_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgYqtyq6YI/AAAAAAAAD_w/zVCInVLNgp8/s400/DSC_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519188465468238210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And back on the porch, Mercedes is getting surer on her feet, and that means a lot of traveling and exploring on her part. Yup, just like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-8880077918631591615?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/8880077918631591615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=8880077918631591615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8880077918631591615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8880077918631591615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/09/meanwhile-back-at-office.html' title='Meanwhile, Back at the Office'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TJgZa0kTx6I/AAAAAAAAEAg/PFOu8Den6SQ/s72-c/DSC_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-7100738985989080056</id><published>2010-09-12T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:47:10.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His creation is endlessly surprising, and he allows me to get regular doses of that variety. Enjoy this week's offering, and be reminded of how my porch is like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YUJAZpVI/AAAAAAAAD-o/qpHFbOxOGvk/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YUJAZpVI/AAAAAAAAD-o/qpHFbOxOGvk/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516232590381131090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a female Ruby-throated hummingbird. The activity at the feeders has definitely notched up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YPTEBrlI/AAAAAAAAD-g/9sW2_2AfVAg/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YPTEBrlI/AAAAAAAAD-g/9sW2_2AfVAg/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516232507181346386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She turned and gave me a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YLM0Hh7I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/eZCu_SOpPB0/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YLM0Hh7I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/eZCu_SOpPB0/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516232436784531378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This male Ruby-throat had perched on a nearby branch, then started fluttering the wings, and gave me a good angle to show that throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YEoTTYDI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/vA_2KB8HWh8/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YEoTTYDI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/vA_2KB8HWh8/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516232323904004146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As many of you know we had tremendous rains last week, and they filled the pond. I spied this doe and her fawn on the other side, slipping into their area in a grove of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2X9u-jVqI/AAAAAAAAD-I/or22CoBGx7A/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2X9u-jVqI/AAAAAAAAD-I/or22CoBGx7A/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516232205436933794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Phoebes are active, especially at the pond's edge where they will fly out over the water and catch a bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2X1-Vl1HI/AAAAAAAAD-A/Czi6T5CvAc4/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2X1-Vl1HI/AAAAAAAAD-A/Czi6T5CvAc4/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516232072121144434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once again I heard the White-eyed Vireo singing its song. I ventured out to the earthen dam that forms the pond, which is covered with full-grown trees. I camped in an opening, and soon the Vireo came close enough for a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2Xv97qlxI/AAAAAAAAD94/WQtX9hvubWg/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2Xv97qlxI/AAAAAAAAD94/WQtX9hvubWg/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516231968933189394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sitting beside the creek, I see a Red-ear turtle swimming toward me, and periodically popping up for a breath. This one is for Linda Jacobson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2XprHuNBI/AAAAAAAAD9w/0IduvtqolIw/s1600/DSC_0070a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2XprHuNBI/AAAAAAAAD9w/0IduvtqolIw/s400/DSC_0070a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516231860804269074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I spied a large bird above, and knew quickly it was not a dove. Turns out this is a Yellow-billed Cuckoo, you might know as a 'rain bird'. Please click on the bird id link and type the name in, you can listen to its distinctive call which you will recognize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2XRtn03zI/AAAAAAAAD9o/IcHik7WV7fE/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2XRtn03zI/AAAAAAAAD9o/IcHik7WV7fE/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516231449158934322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We fashioned a new diversion for Mercedes for porch time. A bowl of cat food that she can feed Cozmo one piece at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2W_kAOHvI/AAAAAAAAD9g/7sQim5-QJ7s/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2W_kAOHvI/AAAAAAAAD9g/7sQim5-QJ7s/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516231137339252466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She is very careful to pick up one piece, and Cozmo is polite to take it out of her hand and leave all the fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2WvzsY5WI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/th8vRZjwcjs/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2WvzsY5WI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/th8vRZjwcjs/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516230866673132898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The cutest part was when Mercedes realized that Strappy the cat was outside the fence, and wanted to give him a piece. She carefully guarded her treat from Cozmo, and had to fight through the body blocks of a creature heavier than herself to get to the fence, then drop it through the wire so Cozmo couldn't get it from Strappy. Way to go, Mercedes!&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, just like heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-7100738985989080056?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/7100738985989080056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=7100738985989080056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7100738985989080056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7100738985989080056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-visitors.html' title='September Visitors'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TI2YUJAZpVI/AAAAAAAAD-o/qpHFbOxOGvk/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-1357172618042159793</id><published>2010-09-04T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:49:15.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search of the White-eyed Vireo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All summer long I could hear the White-eyed Vireo singing its song out in the woods, but it never would come near enough to photograph. So today, being a pleasant morning offering signs of a changing season, I ventured out from the porch in search of the Vireo. Enjoy what I discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-xgPNY9I/AAAAAAAAD9I/cDvin9weWHs/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-xgPNY9I/AAAAAAAAD9I/cDvin9weWHs/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513249020275680210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the office, we have enjoyed watching the Cardinals fight their image in the glass windows of the conference room. We have a new regular, so I captured a few images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-l2B9vkI/AAAAAAAAD9A/Z7TaM5GBcDU/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-l2B9vkI/AAAAAAAAD9A/Z7TaM5GBcDU/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513248819967278658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The frustrating part of this story is that on Monday, when I didn't have my camera, a male Blue-headed Warbler and two females came to that window. Dan is my witness. So I brought the camera the rest of the week, and never saw them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-TIMX_ZI/AAAAAAAAD84/pKoMu9gbHW4/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-TIMX_ZI/AAAAAAAAD84/pKoMu9gbHW4/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513248498425265554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday morning was 70 degrees on the porch, and that feels like Autumn around here. Mercedes was fitting her baby doll for a throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-By0GSiI/AAAAAAAAD8w/-E4FbF-pvr4/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-By0GSiI/AAAAAAAAD8w/-E4FbF-pvr4/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513248200628521506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The angel wanted to fly, but Papa Wes has to keep her safe on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9ybLf48I/AAAAAAAAD8o/IdZ0VgXKMNI/s1600/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9ybLf48I/AAAAAAAAD8o/IdZ0VgXKMNI/s400/DSC_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247936586179522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These guys erupted in the yard in the last few days. I understand they are Green Fruit Beetles, and act like June bugs on steroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9quHcytI/AAAAAAAAD8g/17GfxjYfxkI/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9quHcytI/AAAAAAAAD8g/17GfxjYfxkI/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247804230519506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So venturing out into the nearby woods, hoping to spy a White-eyed Vireo, but first I spotted this little yellow warbler flitting around. Turns out to be a Wilson's Warbler, and we are in the migration zone, so say 'bye bye.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9lQXp9xI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/qJnxk238p0c/s1600/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9lQXp9xI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/qJnxk238p0c/s400/DSC_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247710346082066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nervous little birds, and very tough to get a good shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9e6PupDI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/Mje6TzFGJrE/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9e6PupDI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/Mje6TzFGJrE/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247601328038962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watching the tree limbs above, and I see some activity. It was a female Oriole, and daddy had to be somewhere nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9YFKoHdI/AAAAAAAAD8I/RshG1AxA-W4/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9YFKoHdI/AAAAAAAAD8I/RshG1AxA-W4/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247484000345554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a Baltimore Oriole. If I had a jar of jelly near the feeders, he would have been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9Ou5_n1I/AAAAAAAAD8A/IWpzzDKAVGc/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9Ou5_n1I/AAAAAAAAD8A/IWpzzDKAVGc/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247323406180178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not sure what is going on here, but the male Summer Tanager showed up near the Orioles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9HorgzPI/AAAAAAAAD74/3V5vPAkuyV4/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL9HorgzPI/AAAAAAAAD74/3V5vPAkuyV4/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247201475742962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a first-time sighting of a Summer Tanager on my property. The female was there as well, but didn't get a good shot of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL89-QKO7I/AAAAAAAAD7w/Gjq8wUIOvc0/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL89-QKO7I/AAAAAAAAD7w/Gjq8wUIOvc0/s400/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513247035467905970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a Black and White Warbler. How is that for an imaginative name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL80FNc9AI/AAAAAAAAD7o/Y__zveHlKFs/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL80FNc9AI/AAAAAAAAD7o/Y__zveHlKFs/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513246865536906242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By this time I was a little overwhelmed at the variety and first-time shots I was getting. This is the Blue-gray Gnatcatcher. I've captured his pic before, but rarely see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8uIttDiI/AAAAAAAAD7g/FhV87CRbjqg/s1600/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8uIttDiI/AAAAAAAAD7g/FhV87CRbjqg/s400/DSC_0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513246763398270498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like the others, this is a very nervous little bird, and tough to capture on film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8nTU4MLI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/VTcZp8c2Gy4/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8nTU4MLI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/VTcZp8c2Gy4/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513246645987848370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But with patience, they eventually come close to where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8bPWqhyI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/jmnm75hi3F4/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8bPWqhyI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/jmnm75hi3F4/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513246438763169570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say hello to the White-eyed Vireo. The call of this bird is very unique, and I encourage you to go the the bird i.d. website link on this page and listen. They will sing all morning, and never show themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8T6whG6I/AAAAAAAAD7I/y8F4iK12rvQ/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL8T6whG6I/AAAAAAAAD7I/y8F4iK12rvQ/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513246312975375266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like I said, if you sit in the right place long enough, you'll eventually get to see them. I may venture from the porch more often, based on today's results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-1357172618042159793?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/1357172618042159793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=1357172618042159793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1357172618042159793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1357172618042159793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-search-of-white-eyed-vireo.html' title='In Search of the White-eyed Vireo'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TIL-xgPNY9I/AAAAAAAAD9I/cDvin9weWHs/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-7882306320028684074</id><published>2010-08-29T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:06:38.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby's Back In Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every year about this time the Ruby-throated Hummingbirds show up in my neighborhood. Don't know why, but it's always nice to see 'em. This week's offering is a typical mix of nature, another 'first time sighting', and of course some of my granddaughter Mercedes, because she's spending porch time with Papa Wes. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs3BY1gSXI/AAAAAAAAD7A/m8EO-56JH7I/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs3BY1gSXI/AAAAAAAAD7A/m8EO-56JH7I/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511059066004195698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chickadee demonstrates its acrobatic abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs28u2GfrI/AAAAAAAAD64/4dOVuI1exHQ/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs28u2GfrI/AAAAAAAAD64/4dOVuI1exHQ/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058986012933810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chickadees are dependable visitors, and will show up when there is no other traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2xUfNfeI/AAAAAAAAD6o/SXmrfjgQT1M/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2xUfNfeI/AAAAAAAAD6o/SXmrfjgQT1M/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058789959040482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The female Painted Buntings are regulars, but their hubbies are stickin' to the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2o2kh4EI/AAAAAAAAD6g/aWWX1ba7s08/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2o2kh4EI/AAAAAAAAD6g/aWWX1ba7s08/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058644489330754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our first-time sighting for this installment. I have been hearing the call of the Summer Tanager all year since spring. I only know the call because these are birds I've previously encountered on our trips to the Frio. This is the female Summer Tanager. The male is the only bird that is completely red; similar to the Cardinal, but no black on the face and no top notch. If you scroll down a ways, I posted a picture of one this past spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2UEdICWI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/Frxt0VK7pw0/s1600/DSC_0003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2UEdICWI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/Frxt0VK7pw0/s400/DSC_0003a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058287439120738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Phoebe comes in close to the porch hunting for flying insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs23RUhNoI/AAAAAAAAD6w/CTbKK4q-x4A/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs23RUhNoI/AAAAAAAAD6w/CTbKK4q-x4A/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058892188104322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This doe was enjoying the cool weather Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2OUjt4CI/AAAAAAAAD6I/o3VDuHj2gkM/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2OUjt4CI/AAAAAAAAD6I/o3VDuHj2gkM/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058188682518562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know the water supply is really sorry when they'll take a sip from a stagnant pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs130iSYZI/AAAAAAAAD5w/w9RelVa7JxQ/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs130iSYZI/AAAAAAAAD5w/w9RelVa7JxQ/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511057802129465746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been spotting the Ruby-throated Hummingbirds for about a week, but haven't been able to get any good shots. Today I got to spend enough time to catch a few. This is a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2D0QNDdI/AAAAAAAAD6A/ukVkMg0gRSo/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2D0QNDdI/AAAAAAAAD6A/ukVkMg0gRSo/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058008212049362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Late today this male was camping close to the feeder, jealously watching in case anyone else should want a sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs1_HNs-cI/AAAAAAAAD54/9-nWAmpksZo/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs1_HNs-cI/AAAAAAAAD54/9-nWAmpksZo/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511057927402486210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It just takes the right angle to get that throat to light up, and I'm sure that when this one is flying at you, the offender gets the full benefit of the visual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2j0QC98I/AAAAAAAAD6Y/noAX0Lw39kI/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs2j0QC98I/AAAAAAAAD6Y/noAX0Lw39kI/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511058557967202242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mercedes Noel is fascinated with the dog food bowl, and decided to try out the fit for her throne. She liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs1rk_mLEI/AAAAAAAAD5o/VeyKtpO6TUM/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs1rk_mLEI/AAAAAAAAD5o/VeyKtpO6TUM/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511057591799000130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday morning it was 61 degrees on the porch, so Mercedes got to bundle up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs1gQneumI/AAAAAAAAD5g/cGLmTGhiIkg/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs1gQneumI/AAAAAAAAD5g/cGLmTGhiIkg/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511057397350578786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She has yet to meet a stranger, so man and animal get to benefit from her hospitality. And that is why my porch is like heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-7882306320028684074?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/7882306320028684074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=7882306320028684074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7882306320028684074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/7882306320028684074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/08/rubys-back-in-town.html' title='Ruby&apos;s Back In Town'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/THs3BY1gSXI/AAAAAAAAD7A/m8EO-56JH7I/s72-c/DSC_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-8572116989081886739</id><published>2010-08-20T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T19:23:12.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midland Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's amazing what you might see if you just step out into a typical suburban Midland backyard and observe. And even more amazing what you might see inside! Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80sqcvnQI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ACa3vGV9E9w/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80sqcvnQI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ACa3vGV9E9w/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678811211144450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Robins were very busy, and spent a lot of time on the ground picking up bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80njQq8TI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/-CVMZVbgKb8/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80njQq8TI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/-CVMZVbgKb8/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678723382112562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A hummingbird caught my eye at the trumpet vine that was spilling over the fence from the neighbor's yard. Later I saw more hanging around at the turk's cap close to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80kGN3DjI/AAAAAAAAD5I/KUwNEl3uiZs/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80kGN3DjI/AAAAAAAAD5I/KUwNEl3uiZs/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678664046087730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I spied something in the fig tree going after a fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80fnLIgkI/AAAAAAAAD5A/bEsZkY8L2Ck/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80fnLIgkI/AAAAAAAAD5A/bEsZkY8L2Ck/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678586993672770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It turned out to be a Mockingbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80bQBL1bI/AAAAAAAAD44/ehDITLP4M7g/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80bQBL1bI/AAAAAAAAD44/ehDITLP4M7g/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678512058455474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A large White-winged Dove was in the tree above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80V9onFBI/AAAAAAAAD4w/HilS2PrSNm0/s1600/DSC_0065b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80V9onFBI/AAAAAAAAD4w/HilS2PrSNm0/s400/DSC_0065b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678421224199186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The squirrel provided me a nice composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80Kv5AvbI/AAAAAAAAD4o/aQBwlaiBRQA/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80Kv5AvbI/AAAAAAAAD4o/aQBwlaiBRQA/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678228556332466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Curved-bill Thrasher flew in and poked around in the yard a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80Ch05ufI/AAAAAAAAD4g/8G2um9m4Ys4/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80Ch05ufI/AAAAAAAAD4g/8G2um9m4Ys4/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507678087342045682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I first became acquainted with this bird at the Matthews' home in Uvalde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zvZ69wUI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/VUsKt4JCPF0/s1600/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zvZ69wUI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/VUsKt4JCPF0/s400/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507677758802477378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spied these two birdies at the house, and we all traveled to Midland to visit the Matthew Griffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zpBQIRuI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/naRW5_oWtRk/s1600/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zpBQIRuI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/naRW5_oWtRk/s400/P1010011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507677649101145826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morgan is demonstrating a Brazilian Judo move on his dad, called 'full mount'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8ze6K6RkI/AAAAAAAAD4I/eZ8wCVMXj0w/s1600/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8ze6K6RkI/AAAAAAAAD4I/eZ8wCVMXj0w/s400/P1010015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507677475401516610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mercedes already likes playing 'mommy', and attempts to feed Viola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zYmIVhuI/AAAAAAAAD4A/PcWBnfgdRHo/s1600/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zYmIVhuI/AAAAAAAAD4A/PcWBnfgdRHo/s400/P1010035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507677366942795490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Grands all gathered around Viola. Aren't they wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zP21jqFI/AAAAAAAAD34/H7CudOe_5N0/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zP21jqFI/AAAAAAAAD34/H7CudOe_5N0/s400/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507677216808609874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan Jacobson's gracious neighbors the Bradleys provided a rocker for Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zIzm6pbI/AAAAAAAAD3w/Ypiu8IrVC_w/s1600/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG8zIzm6pbI/AAAAAAAAD3w/Ypiu8IrVC_w/s400/P1010027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507677095682811314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GG tried her hand at hair dressing with this top-notch pony tail for Mercedes. Looks like a trend-setter to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-8572116989081886739?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/8572116989081886739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=8572116989081886739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8572116989081886739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8572116989081886739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/08/midland-run.html' title='Midland Run'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TG80sqcvnQI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ACa3vGV9E9w/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-3556710646046099862</id><published>2010-08-08T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:00:42.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Month of Sundays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It does seem like it has been that long since I posted some bird pics. And some days it seems like there are no birds to photograph. Then I venture out into the yard, and all of a sudden I have 200 pictures to go through, edit, delete, and offer up for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy this week's offering of the good, the bad, and the ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF93ONszj9I/AAAAAAAAD3o/aEm9MSJwRbI/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF93ONszj9I/AAAAAAAAD3o/aEm9MSJwRbI/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503248355749498834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have been seeing a lot of the Red-Shouldered Hawk of late. One afternoon when I got home from work, he was out by the creek, hopping around in the tall weeds, probably looking for a lizard that was missed on the first pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF93KO4OMuI/AAAAAAAAD3g/D4-FuWG15Qk/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF93KO4OMuI/AAAAAAAAD3g/D4-FuWG15Qk/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503248287346340578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then one day I just heard him out by the creek, and ventured out hoping for a shot. I got off a few before he flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF93EPe2FwI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/RgB5qyfgD-g/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF93EPe2FwI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/RgB5qyfgD-g/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503248184429123330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And was able to get one on the wing. Almost looks like the American flag on those wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF926SygpCI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/wEjg9t4v8YU/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF926SygpCI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/wEjg9t4v8YU/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503248013518218274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The female Painted Bunting is a regular at the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92149Z3eI/AAAAAAAAD3I/fq1q1uBR9rk/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92149Z3eI/AAAAAAAAD3I/fq1q1uBR9rk/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247937865113058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And sometimes I even get a picture in the natural habitat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92wg25K7I/AAAAAAAAD3A/h_dEk2jlsgs/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92wg25K7I/AAAAAAAAD3A/h_dEk2jlsgs/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247845496007602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like this one of her mate. I always wonder what these birds eat besides the seed I offer. Here the male Painted Bunting is chowing down on some seeds of a tall creek-side weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92sJrlE8I/AAAAAAAAD24/jcUgVeSSdbo/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92sJrlE8I/AAAAAAAAD24/jcUgVeSSdbo/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247770555061186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really love it when they show up at the bird bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92nKRooQI/AAAAAAAAD2w/mJJMb3lcClc/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92nKRooQI/AAAAAAAAD2w/mJJMb3lcClc/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247684815331586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black-chinned Hummingbirds are still active around the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92irwoFKI/AAAAAAAAD2o/WvjuMNgNFWg/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92irwoFKI/AAAAAAAAD2o/WvjuMNgNFWg/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247607904343202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This female was chattering at somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92dhCsgpI/AAAAAAAAD2g/nH8ZsUStqDg/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92dhCsgpI/AAAAAAAAD2g/nH8ZsUStqDg/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247519127995026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An amazing creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92XANlJRI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/1TIevG5bu-E/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92XANlJRI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/1TIevG5bu-E/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247407236064530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Titmouse likes to grab that black oil sunflower seed and take it to a limb where they can work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92OVu93sI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/l4mHwDRB09Q/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92OVu93sI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/l4mHwDRB09Q/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247258394418882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Phoebe is hanging around the pond, catching the bugs on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92JWPRSyI/AAAAAAAAD2I/Agk_jjraIB0/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92JWPRSyI/AAAAAAAAD2I/Agk_jjraIB0/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247172630563618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the fat coon that I am convinced is destroying my impatiens one plant at a time. It had startled the two fawn pictured below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92EsoZhAI/AAAAAAAAD2A/mfkvtSNe2nM/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF92EsoZhAI/AAAAAAAAD2A/mfkvtSNe2nM/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503247092742194178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are enjoying my labor, a freshly mowed field on the other side of the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF911djsfEI/AAAAAAAAD14/gZGEieP8huQ/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF911djsfEI/AAAAAAAAD14/gZGEieP8huQ/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503246830997896258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been hearing the White-eyed Vireo, and this could be an immature male. More likely it is a female Yellow Warbler, because the beak is sharper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91u42NQoI/AAAAAAAAD1w/AGA2FvIEs3M/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91u42NQoI/AAAAAAAAD1w/AGA2FvIEs3M/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503246718064214658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91qFFqHtI/AAAAAAAAD1o/i2s9LCjWu94/s1600/DSC_0013a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91qFFqHtI/AAAAAAAAD1o/i2s9LCjWu94/s400/DSC_0013a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503246635450900178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm glad that these pictures of a Golden-cheeked Warbler were not taken on my property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91fksDIII/AAAAAAAAD1g/lF0YNBMrvXY/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91fksDIII/AAAAAAAAD1g/lF0YNBMrvXY/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503246454954860674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday the Great Blue Herons were providing us with a lot of entertainment by chasing each other around the pond. I guess they don't just mate in the spring-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91WirASXI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/9feP14VouqA/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91WirASXI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/9feP14VouqA/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503246299794786674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They would fly, croak, fly away, come back, and circle around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91QGK6rkI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/1e_Ke15gy5k/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91QGK6rkI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/1e_Ke15gy5k/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503246189064793666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91KLgt_fI/AAAAAAAAD1I/VSE-HjKcWko/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF91KLgt_fI/AAAAAAAAD1I/VSE-HjKcWko/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503246087419198962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not sure what this action is, but I'm sure it is part of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF908q1H24I/AAAAAAAAD04/tNXAovOceSk/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF908q1H24I/AAAAAAAAD04/tNXAovOceSk/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503245855308110722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That wingspan is about 7 feet. Another example of God's creation displaying His glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-3556710646046099862?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/3556710646046099862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=3556710646046099862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3556710646046099862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3556710646046099862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/08/month-of-sundays.html' title='A Month of Sundays'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TF93ONszj9I/AAAAAAAAD3o/aEm9MSJwRbI/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-927763868883079350</id><published>2010-07-24T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:10:07.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercedes' First</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are so blessed to have Mercedes close enough that we can bake a cake for her and have some birthday celebration. She loved her party hat, didn't even try to take it off. And you will see how she loved her icing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEuoCxk2mRI/AAAAAAAAD0w/slIX5lf0l68/s1600/P1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEuoCxk2mRI/AAAAAAAAD0w/slIX5lf0l68/s400/P1010014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497672535756937490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She was very excited about getting a birthday card from Mawmaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEun-PQH0tI/AAAAAAAAD0o/tftavUbJ4HE/s1600/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEun-PQH0tI/AAAAAAAAD0o/tftavUbJ4HE/s400/P1010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497672457823703762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're a little concerned about this look of glee as she sits on her first car. Please note the perfect point position of that foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEun4z9xOVI/AAAAAAAAD0g/3rfH5Jv7pKo/s1600/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEun4z9xOVI/AAAAAAAAD0g/3rfH5Jv7pKo/s400/P1010021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497672364599621970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GG put together a perfect birthday cake, and here we see some other gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunz-00G7I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/uUgAk9EVjPM/s1600/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunz-00G7I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/uUgAk9EVjPM/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497672281615506354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just as her Uncle Matt did, some of her first words are 'dote tut', translated 'don't touch'. How about that party hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEuntjde-bI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/lGNxtsJJ8wU/s1600/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEuntjde-bI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/lGNxtsJJ8wU/s400/P1010038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497672171190679986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy Ryan was helping with blowing out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunn_crMpI/AAAAAAAAD0I/fp4zoBYInTA/s1600/P1010040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunn_crMpI/AAAAAAAAD0I/fp4zoBYInTA/s400/P1010040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497672075624264338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her kids will tell you, GG knows how to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunhiIq_fI/AAAAAAAAD0A/Ln1yYWfQXyA/s1600/P1010042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunhiIq_fI/AAAAAAAAD0A/Ln1yYWfQXyA/s400/P1010042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497671964676521458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She even thought of providing personal-sized cakes, and Mercedes really appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunb7WdxUI/AAAAAAAADz4/KOf_ZwuvuUE/s1600/P1010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunb7WdxUI/AAAAAAAADz4/KOf_ZwuvuUE/s400/P1010046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497671868366046530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looks like the sugar has already hit the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunVoB78mI/AAAAAAAADzw/NA84eT4Oz0w/s1600/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunVoB78mI/AAAAAAAADzw/NA84eT4Oz0w/s400/P1010052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497671760100455010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you say that was rum cake under there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunOGB2EVI/AAAAAAAADzo/NliIg9qn4-o/s1600/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunOGB2EVI/AAAAAAAADzo/NliIg9qn4-o/s400/P1010053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497671630714179922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She is so lovable, she has even learned to pucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunF2sbQfI/AAAAAAAADzg/DFPTaO4bPHs/s1600/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEunF2sbQfI/AAAAAAAADzg/DFPTaO4bPHs/s400/P1010059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497671489158857202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a difference a year makes. Happy Birthday, Mercedes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-927763868883079350?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/927763868883079350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=927763868883079350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/927763868883079350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/927763868883079350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/07/mercedes-first.html' title='Mercedes&apos; First'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEuoCxk2mRI/AAAAAAAAD0w/slIX5lf0l68/s72-c/P1010014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-8170077142321689392</id><published>2010-07-18T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:58:24.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sylvia's 86th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Family members and cherished friends gathered at Roadrunner's Roost at Canyon Lake to help Sylvia (Mom, Mawmaw) celebrate her 86th birthday on July 7th last. There was one participant who was around for the blessed event 86 years ago, her 90 year-old brother Wesley Norman Schulze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2d1eDT3I/AAAAAAAADzY/EskKdJ_hmwc/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436594007723890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2d1eDT3I/AAAAAAAADzY/EskKdJ_hmwc/s400/P1010001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Bridgette provided the wonderful birthday cake for Mom. Just a good thing that she didn't go for all the candles, we would have needed to call the local V.F.D. to provide fire coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2VYajb1I/AAAAAAAADzQ/LRK4Fqbm3gI/s1600/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436448769470290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2VYajb1I/AAAAAAAADzQ/LRK4Fqbm3gI/s400/P1010002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mike and Rachel's youngest Thomas Aiden Baughman. "Is any one looking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2O58Lc7I/AAAAAAAADzI/k77IqcAKSl4/s1600/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436337509790642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2O58Lc7I/AAAAAAAADzI/k77IqcAKSl4/s400/P1010003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sylvia Rosalyn Schulze Griffin with her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2H_9u2DI/AAAAAAAADzA/C_lzz7Gd6CY/s1600/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436218867832882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2H_9u2DI/AAAAAAAADzA/C_lzz7Gd6CY/s400/P1010005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mawmaw enjoying the singing of 'Happy Birthday'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2AdMz4DI/AAAAAAAADy4/98Kk7Epqmfg/s1600/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495436089276751922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2AdMz4DI/AAAAAAAADy4/98Kk7Epqmfg/s400/P1010009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mom might be accused of living by the adage,'Life is too short, eat dessert first.' Or her version, 'Don't let the icing on the candles go to waste.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO17OzbOVI/AAAAAAAADyw/k-7IBqFvdas/s1600/P1010010a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495435999512836434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO17OzbOVI/AAAAAAAADyw/k-7IBqFvdas/s400/P1010010a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mom surrounded by her kids Becky Adams, Wesley Carroll, and David Waid. Timothy Lee had just visited from California and was headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-8170077142321689392?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/8170077142321689392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=8170077142321689392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8170077142321689392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8170077142321689392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/07/sylvias-86th.html' title='Sylvia&apos;s 86th'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TEO2d1eDT3I/AAAAAAAADzY/EskKdJ_hmwc/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-3227206656439917239</id><published>2010-07-14T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:44:56.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Mixed Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have had some good rains in July, very rare for this part of Texas. The birds have come out, the plants are flowering, and I've had two male Painted Buntings visiting my yard regularly. Enjoy this week's offering of a summer mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5_ARsS7PI/AAAAAAAADyo/xVlvu-_sUX4/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5_ARsS7PI/AAAAAAAADyo/xVlvu-_sUX4/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493968238164503794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bewick's Wren is still hanging around, and is one of my favorite songbirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-69XG4LI/AAAAAAAADyg/vxMRDxM3h5Y/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-69XG4LI/AAAAAAAADyg/vxMRDxM3h5Y/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493968146807578802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black-chinned hummingbird has been showing up more, with a little more activity around the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-2jXZ6sI/AAAAAAAADyY/8Shukc-bCK0/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-2jXZ6sI/AAAAAAAADyY/8Shukc-bCK0/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493968071110027970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I'm losing natural light, I'll switch to flash, and it gives me the opportunity to get some action I might otherwise miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-yVTD8LI/AAAAAAAADyQ/RQ0tt4W5LFE/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-yVTD8LI/AAAAAAAADyQ/RQ0tt4W5LFE/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967998614237362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't help myself, it looks like bling to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-uzx1hXI/AAAAAAAADyI/5uTHyl-G9Pc/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-uzx1hXI/AAAAAAAADyI/5uTHyl-G9Pc/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967938076902770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The female Black-chinned gets a rare sitting at the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-rFDGiWI/AAAAAAAADyA/t8TvxJRV7ow/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-rFDGiWI/AAAAAAAADyA/t8TvxJRV7ow/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967873993247074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out at the office, on a rainy day, this Black-chinned hummingbird was showing a little bit of a 'do'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-lU_uuLI/AAAAAAAADx4/0MJ5UF4uCkM/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-lU_uuLI/AAAAAAAADx4/0MJ5UF4uCkM/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967775194855602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This afternoon there were four young bucks, showing their felt-covered racks. I just caught two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-cX-q3YI/AAAAAAAADxw/b3itxjSIH30/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-cX-q3YI/AAAAAAAADxw/b3itxjSIH30/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967621376892290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An immature male Cardinal. You can tell because he was speeding and drinking alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-W8hstnI/AAAAAAAADxo/T40KzXuVim8/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-W8hstnI/AAAAAAAADxo/T40KzXuVim8/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967528108275314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The mature male Cardinal, with all his plumage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-RpW1x5I/AAAAAAAADxg/_i9Vof7PM0E/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-RpW1x5I/AAAAAAAADxg/_i9Vof7PM0E/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967437063112594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A young Titmouse visits the platform feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-Nea1ooI/AAAAAAAADxY/vsJKTBHa7Zs/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-Nea1ooI/AAAAAAAADxY/vsJKTBHa7Zs/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967365407613570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somebody tell me what the name of this dragonfly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-Gw2WhxI/AAAAAAAADxQ/7s0dZ0sUwyU/s1600/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-Gw2WhxI/AAAAAAAADxQ/7s0dZ0sUwyU/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967250095769362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A young Great Blue Heron strolling and fishing on the other side of the creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-B3cva0I/AAAAAAAADxI/4wW9SlJXXnI/s1600/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5-B3cva0I/AAAAAAAADxI/4wW9SlJXXnI/s400/DSC_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967165968051010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Green Heron, able to stand and fish out in the middle of the pond on the pond weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD599W6euWI/AAAAAAAADxA/xcHFj-MWsC4/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD599W6euWI/AAAAAAAADxA/xcHFj-MWsC4/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493967088514939234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Painted Bunting sharing the grapefruit feeder with a Cardinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD593Vp8tcI/AAAAAAAADw4/Gc0iJb2xdxo/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD593Vp8tcI/AAAAAAAADw4/Gc0iJb2xdxo/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966985097950658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've had such great attendance at the chapel that we've had to enlarge the side doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59v15Gt_I/AAAAAAAADww/z7hQthMnuGI/s1600/DSC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59v15Gt_I/AAAAAAAADww/z7hQthMnuGI/s400/DSC_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966856312502258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A female Painted Bunting on the deck at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59o_9bcPI/AAAAAAAADwo/0oo1C_sWhHk/s1600/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59o_9bcPI/AAAAAAAADwo/0oo1C_sWhHk/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966738755907826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't get enough of that Painted Bunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59hIGRraI/AAAAAAAADwg/Sdv-p2utCTs/s1600/DSC_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59hIGRraI/AAAAAAAADwg/Sdv-p2utCTs/s400/DSC_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966603501546914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These were taken at the office feeder, where I can get about 6 feet away from the feeder at a window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59azBW1OI/AAAAAAAADwY/a07pd3GXLDg/s1600/DSC_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59azBW1OI/AAAAAAAADwY/a07pd3GXLDg/s400/DSC_0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966494764553442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no other bird than the female Painted Bunting that appears this green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59VJY-kPI/AAAAAAAADwQ/mRnF9DMOg18/s1600/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD59VJY-kPI/AAAAAAAADwQ/mRnF9DMOg18/s400/DSC_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966397689991410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We close with a shot of my impatiens along the planter I did for Jan last year. Our dog Cozmo is serving nightly duty sleeping on the porch and keeping the 'coon away who loves to dig up the dirt for bugs, and kills the plants in the process. Good girl, Coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-3227206656439917239?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/3227206656439917239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=3227206656439917239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3227206656439917239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3227206656439917239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-mixed-salad.html' title='Summer Mixed Salad'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TD5_ARsS7PI/AAAAAAAADyo/xVlvu-_sUX4/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-8408351677422491206</id><published>2010-07-05T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:37:45.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds of a Feather for 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were blessed to have our kids in for the Fourth of July weekend, the Matt Griffins from Midland and the Ryan Hopkins bunch from Burnet. Your heart if full to be surrounded by your children and grandchildren. And throw a visit from Matt Parker in there for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKQEHfG-FI/AAAAAAAADwI/VN3hkjDFLK8/s1600/IMG_3045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKQEHfG-FI/AAAAAAAADwI/VN3hkjDFLK8/s400/IMG_3045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490609296121460818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt took some portrait quality pics of Mercedes with his Canon D7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPuAzLKtI/AAAAAAAADwA/xW6INqaPiUk/s1600/IMG_3066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPuAzLKtI/AAAAAAAADwA/xW6INqaPiUk/s400/IMG_3066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608916369451730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here Mercedes is practicing for her debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPe1_HICI/AAAAAAAADv4/pQ7iEOja3vs/s1600/IMG_3080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPe1_HICI/AAAAAAAADv4/pQ7iEOja3vs/s400/IMG_3080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608655768690722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out in the yard with most of the kids. Ryan was blessed to have work, so you'll see him later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPPLhNZXI/AAAAAAAADvw/PztmzhVdC_c/s1600/IMG_3089a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPPLhNZXI/AAAAAAAADvw/PztmzhVdC_c/s400/IMG_3089a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608386670945650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Papa Wes, GG, and their grandkids, Morgan, Emma, Viola, and Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPEWALQzI/AAAAAAAADvo/F0a0G5A2pAA/s1600/P1010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKPEWALQzI/AAAAAAAADvo/F0a0G5A2pAA/s400/P1010020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608200506622770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kate gathered the grandchildren on the porch swing, but Viola wasn't too happy at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKO8zVgBOI/AAAAAAAADvg/0GGw4h5KT1g/s1600/P1010002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKO8zVgBOI/AAAAAAAADvg/0GGw4h5KT1g/s400/P1010002a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608070941738210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is my porch like heaven? 'Cause you'll find me there with Mercedes and Viola! (pay no attention to that gadget affixed to the side of my head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKO4CN9T7I/AAAAAAAADvY/zprZj_RYpi0/s1600/P1010012a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKO4CN9T7I/AAAAAAAADvY/zprZj_RYpi0/s400/P1010012a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607989037289394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Saturday we headed for Mawmaw's in New Braunfels, and took her out to the new restaurant Schoebel-Goebels. But first we took some pics at her apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOy-L5lWI/AAAAAAAADvQ/NkIXW_kuph8/s1600/P1010015a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOy-L5lWI/AAAAAAAADvQ/NkIXW_kuph8/s400/P1010015a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607902055568738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We pretty well filled up that living room, but later somehow everyone found a spot to nap. You might notice Mawmaw's leg brace. She is recuperating from a tumble while vacationing on the Frio. Rumor is she was dancing, but that is unconfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOnHltzKI/AAAAAAAADvI/x_48ujxFrcs/s1600/P1010004a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOnHltzKI/AAAAAAAADvI/x_48ujxFrcs/s400/P1010004a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607698421337250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back in Liberty Hill, GG catches Papa Wes with two of his favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOhM3BvWI/AAAAAAAADvA/G1Lb9eNniZU/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOhM3BvWI/AAAAAAAADvA/G1Lb9eNniZU/s400/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607596756909410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Sunday afternoon we headed over to San Gabriel Park in Georgetown for the annual Fourth of July festivities and fire works. Morgan and Emma loved the petting zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOZrFPNcI/AAAAAAAADu4/yuaWLbsLjJM/s1600/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOZrFPNcI/AAAAAAAADu4/yuaWLbsLjJM/s400/P1010009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607467430622658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morgan is very familiar with Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOTRgWC1I/AAAAAAAADuw/kxARj3YwmXw/s1600/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOTRgWC1I/AAAAAAAADuw/kxARj3YwmXw/s400/P1010019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607357485779794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashleigh helped the kids with the piglet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKONQgEvrI/AAAAAAAADuo/-aAaNautrj0/s1600/P1010025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKONQgEvrI/AAAAAAAADuo/-aAaNautrj0/s400/P1010025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607254136995506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GG joined them on the train ride around the grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOHIsvIfI/AAAAAAAADug/xTP_TYpIQv4/s1600/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOHIsvIfI/AAAAAAAADug/xTP_TYpIQv4/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607148963406322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle Matt Parker brought his pole so they could drop a line. They immediately caught a good sized catfish, followed by enough to make some memories of fishin' at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOA_XnUrI/AAAAAAAADuY/HF1hLjqxsNA/s1600/P1010042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKOA_XnUrI/AAAAAAAADuY/HF1hLjqxsNA/s400/P1010042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607043379679922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GG always packs a great picnic basket, and Morgan got his fill of watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKN6wmwnDI/AAAAAAAADuQ/4SYC7NRlwao/s1600/P1010043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKN6wmwnDI/AAAAAAAADuQ/4SYC7NRlwao/s400/P1010043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606936337456178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As did Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKN1vSVUaI/AAAAAAAADuI/KmYcirPKZfs/s1600/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKN1vSVUaI/AAAAAAAADuI/KmYcirPKZfs/s400/P1010045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606850084000162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mercedes got to ride around the park a little with Mom Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNvljw3jI/AAAAAAAADuA/QfKTRjtcrGk/s1600/P1010047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNvljw3jI/AAAAAAAADuA/QfKTRjtcrGk/s400/P1010047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606744393539122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan got a break from working to join us for the day. Since his birthday is on the 5th, I lured him with promises of a gourmet breakfast to stay the night. (It was waffles!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNqMpckZI/AAAAAAAADt4/8McHvJh8QCg/s1600/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNqMpckZI/AAAAAAAADt4/8McHvJh8QCg/s400/P1010049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606651807142290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt and Ashleigh enjoying the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNkcqS2iI/AAAAAAAADtw/VoYWdU6K4kw/s1600/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNkcqS2iI/AAAAAAAADtw/VoYWdU6K4kw/s400/P1010052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606553026452002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One more group pic of the grands at the house. Yes, I'm proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNcogW6WI/AAAAAAAADto/p7JQnUjDbog/s1600/P1010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKNcogW6WI/AAAAAAAADto/p7JQnUjDbog/s400/P1010070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490606418767047010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Griffins from Midland paused for one more before heading home. It was such a blessing to have everyone during this special time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-8408351677422491206?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/8408351677422491206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=8408351677422491206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8408351677422491206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8408351677422491206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/07/birds-of-feather-for-4th-of-july.html' title='Birds of a Feather for 4th of July'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TDKQEHfG-FI/AAAAAAAADwI/VN3hkjDFLK8/s72-c/IMG_3045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-3978037721483539898</id><published>2010-06-26T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:03:44.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Surprise Lighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You design a  building, site it, and God provides the special lighting effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapel of the Innocents is one of those once-in-a-lifetime projects one might be blessed to be a part of. God continues to bless this project, and maybe one day Midge will publish a book chronicling every story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbc3GX-XI/AAAAAAAADtg/sXLQJiAl4KE/s1600/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbc3GX-XI/AAAAAAAADtg/sXLQJiAl4KE/s400/IMG_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487173747382679922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Close to sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbL-wykKI/AAAAAAAADtQ/yhKy3kiSQBw/s1600/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbL-wykKI/AAAAAAAADtQ/yhKy3kiSQBw/s400/IMG_0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487173457381855394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The walls are of glass block, with the names of infants in memorium etched in the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbH_Db6nI/AAAAAAAADtI/XECKuHNberk/s1600/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbH_Db6nI/AAAAAAAADtI/XECKuHNberk/s400/IMG_0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487173388740586098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunset at the Chapel of the Innocents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbB8M0aAI/AAAAAAAADtA/gXk6kLukHwQ/s1600/IMG_0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbB8M0aAI/AAAAAAAADtA/gXk6kLukHwQ/s400/IMG_0523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487173284895418370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the morning of the summer solstice, the sun came through one of the transom lights over the east doors and lit up the face of the angel Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-3978037721483539898?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/3978037721483539898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=3978037721483539898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3978037721483539898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3978037721483539898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/06/gods-surprise-lighting.html' title='God&apos;s Surprise Lighting'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TCZbc3GX-XI/AAAAAAAADtg/sXLQJiAl4KE/s72-c/IMG_0404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-2485059937190127224</id><published>2010-06-20T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:11:24.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Children are a blessing from the Lord, and I am blessed to be a father and a grandfather. Thanks for all your Father's Day greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB7XcOtnouI/AAAAAAAADs4/LYsZ20xywQA/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB7XcOtnouI/AAAAAAAADs4/LYsZ20xywQA/s400/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485058276169589474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Papa Wes and his very photogenic grandchild Mercedes. Do I hear any contract offers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB7XUogk9XI/AAAAAAAADsw/UJ7Y0SaprtQ/s1600/DSC_0117a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB7XUogk9XI/AAAAAAAADsw/UJ7Y0SaprtQ/s400/DSC_0117a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485058145655256434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is my porch like heaven? 'Cause you can find Mercedes and GG there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-2485059937190127224?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/2485059937190127224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=2485059937190127224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2485059937190127224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2485059937190127224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day-2010.html' title='Father&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB7XcOtnouI/AAAAAAAADs4/LYsZ20xywQA/s72-c/P1010008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-2655437526693602671</id><published>2010-06-20T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T15:02:38.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heron's Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6JRmd_-RI/AAAAAAAADso/ymeHTUyO8hw/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It has been a dry spell in more ways than one; seems the birds are not coming around like usual. But this week's offering is still a wide variety, with the return to our pond of the Green Herons, and including a first time i.d., which turned out to also be the first time we've seen ducks on our pond in the summer. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6JRmd_-RI/AAAAAAAADso/ymeHTUyO8hw/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6JRmd_-RI/AAAAAAAADso/ymeHTUyO8hw/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484972331660998930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We start out at the office, where our Leghorn chicken is still hanging out. Here we see a male House Finch, female House Finch, and a female Cardinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6JIS0rmII/AAAAAAAADsg/1kN3oq0_j60/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6JIS0rmII/AAAAAAAADsg/1kN3oq0_j60/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484972171768600706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The White-wing Dove and the Mourning Dove have been very active at the office feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6I_8fzHaI/AAAAAAAADsY/MtMIT4y6lmo/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6I_8fzHaI/AAAAAAAADsY/MtMIT4y6lmo/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484972028336479650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bewick's Wren couple are feeding their young, providing a lot of chatter as they approach. They are not too happy about the two cats that seem to be paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6I42319GI/AAAAAAAADsQ/KDECOFZJFbU/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6I42319GI/AAAAAAAADsQ/KDECOFZJFbU/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484971906567631970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama seems to have lost her tail feathers, but it doesn't affect her ability to navigate at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6Iu0Ld76I/AAAAAAAADsI/B1R77F3PsTo/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6Iu0Ld76I/AAAAAAAADsI/B1R77F3PsTo/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484971734045945762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Friday at dusk, a pair came circling in and landed on the pond. They displayed very prominent black and white areas on their wings. I could see that the orange beaks, long necks, and wing colors were going to make them easy to i.d., since I had no idea what they were. Say hello to a pair of Black-bellied Whistling Ducks. They are tree ducks. Check them out on my bird i.d. website link and listen to their call. Oh yeah, in the picture, one has his head stuck under his wing preening. That's why it is hard to tell if there are two ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6InzRMc-I/AAAAAAAADsA/D3BUqVq7kzw/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6InzRMc-I/AAAAAAAADsA/D3BUqVq7kzw/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484971613542446050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few weeks ago cousin Paul Velte in Hays County said they had more Katydids this year than ever. They have found their way to Williamson County, and raise quite a racket at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the first time we have ever been able to witness one vibrating their wings to make the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IbTTfEGI/AAAAAAAADr4/94MQtk7rhlI/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IbTTfEGI/AAAAAAAADr4/94MQtk7rhlI/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484971398803689570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black-chinned Hummingbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IVxMxGZI/AAAAAAAADrw/ds6SgSj80gU/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IVxMxGZI/AAAAAAAADrw/ds6SgSj80gU/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484971303749360018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exit, stage left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IRW6O_1I/AAAAAAAADro/Q-vUCIJNvSU/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IRW6O_1I/AAAAAAAADro/Q-vUCIJNvSU/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484971227972829010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Female Black-chinned hummingbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IMkYdaTI/AAAAAAAADrg/1Km-sbQRAKg/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6IMkYdaTI/AAAAAAAADrg/1Km-sbQRAKg/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484971145689917746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday the big Swallow-tail Butterfly was in the yard. When he lit, I took off across the yard just hoping he would stay still. He obliged, and I was able to get this close-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6H8KPic2I/AAAAAAAADrY/Np62iD67bjE/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6H8KPic2I/AAAAAAAADrY/Np62iD67bjE/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484970863795270498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had heard the Green Herons, so I knew they were back in the neighborhood. This one was fishing on the far side of the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6H2bmnmHI/AAAAAAAADrQ/zSt2Z0NAvaM/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6H2bmnmHI/AAAAAAAADrQ/zSt2Z0NAvaM/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484970765376264306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So as I sat there shooting the first view, this guy caught my eye up the creek to the left. You can scarcely believe they are the same bird, as their colors appear very differently with different light situations, plus their ability to stretch their neck out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HxqCHtqI/AAAAAAAADrI/PIhjGtk5iAw/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HxqCHtqI/AAAAAAAADrI/PIhjGtk5iAw/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484970683350365858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmmm, visions of some rock star prancing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HrmNeaoI/AAAAAAAADrA/e7nTiTpe5mw/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HrmNeaoI/AAAAAAAADrA/e7nTiTpe5mw/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484970579245034114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about these proportions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HmXOT2JI/AAAAAAAADq4/Me_jzIdisUU/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HmXOT2JI/AAAAAAAADq4/Me_jzIdisUU/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484970489322657938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are stealthy hunters, and really like the little frogs in the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HgdcYNOI/AAAAAAAADqw/_G_fhuKThUM/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HgdcYNOI/AAAAAAAADqw/_G_fhuKThUM/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484970387913061602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They cluck like chickens sometimes, and every once in a while send out a loud screech. Did he get a hold of someone's hair dye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HbfkVIYI/AAAAAAAADqo/pcTxmJyQ_Zk/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6HbfkVIYI/AAAAAAAADqo/pcTxmJyQ_Zk/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484970302583939458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be watching to i.d. their nest location, and see if we can get pics of their young ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-2655437526693602671?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/2655437526693602671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=2655437526693602671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2655437526693602671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2655437526693602671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/06/herons-return.html' title='Heron&apos;s Return'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TB6JRmd_-RI/AAAAAAAADso/ymeHTUyO8hw/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-5007811469932823583</id><published>2010-06-01T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:23:00.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and Buntings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are probably thinking that because of my recent posts, this title could as well be about grandchildren and blankets, but it really is about chicks and Painted Buntings! This week's offering covers a wide range, including a new i.d., and a hungry hawk at the office.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXIa_ne7iI/AAAAAAAADqg/KICntJ_q9l8/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXIa_ne7iI/AAAAAAAADqg/KICntJ_q9l8/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478004887845269026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are enjoying the morning glory at the house. It truly is glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXIMxjadeI/AAAAAAAADqY/FQBgUyAH2CQ/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXIMxjadeI/AAAAAAAADqY/FQBgUyAH2CQ/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478004643551933922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our columbine planted last year are actually producing blooms this year, much to our delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXH9g9ZunI/AAAAAAAADqQ/BJMlit8TEBw/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXH9g9ZunI/AAAAAAAADqQ/BJMlit8TEBw/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478004381399497330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The mama and papa Carolina Wrens have been busy. Dad brings food, but many times he's singing while mom is bringing bugs. I'm sure it is an important duty for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXH494yrYI/AAAAAAAADqI/abSqCPF4S3w/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXH494yrYI/AAAAAAAADqI/abSqCPF4S3w/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478004303265443202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They stage on a limb nearby, then hit the swing chain a foot from the door, then the entry hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHo2rtO1I/AAAAAAAADpw/yOzux5tYXbI/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHo2rtO1I/AAAAAAAADpw/yOzux5tYXbI/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478004026453605202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHypiLPeI/AAAAAAAADqA/rdu0aMrLduQ/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHypiLPeI/AAAAAAAADqA/rdu0aMrLduQ/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478004194722659810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As soon as they hit the hole, the chirping begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHsxVmveI/AAAAAAAADp4/fjFG3Gugksw/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHsxVmveI/AAAAAAAADp4/fjFG3Gugksw/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478004093738204642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then they pause for prayer upon exiting. Very appropriate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHi__LXpI/AAAAAAAADpo/TDNk95BUwo0/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHi__LXpI/AAAAAAAADpo/TDNk95BUwo0/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478003925871976082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We knew the time for exiting was near, so we secured the porch from the cats, and trusted the babies would find their way to the nearby woods. We got home just in time to see the last one, still with pin-feathers on his head, perched just outside the fencing. He could fly about 4 feet at a time, but made it to the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHaODwUII/AAAAAAAADpg/fesmqGIqWf8/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHaODwUII/AAAAAAAADpg/fesmqGIqWf8/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478003775030448258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another batch of young-uns, the Phoebes nesting under the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHPmkGjwI/AAAAAAAADpY/ge-pbzCsLfo/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHPmkGjwI/AAAAAAAADpY/ge-pbzCsLfo/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478003592630013698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I caught mom with the most luscious looking worm, gently preserving it for her kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHFVr0mmI/AAAAAAAADpQ/F6sEUeSPkrQ/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXHFVr0mmI/AAAAAAAADpQ/F6sEUeSPkrQ/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478003416300296802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day I spied something large fly in from the left, and grabbed the camera to see what I could get. This is a red-shouldered hawk, and he does not hesitate to go after the dove that love to feast on my bird seed. He didn't stay long, but will return at an opportune time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXG9h-YlzI/AAAAAAAADpI/MMz8iGS2KDo/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXG9h-YlzI/AAAAAAAADpI/MMz8iGS2KDo/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478003282160424754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While having fun watching the Painted Buntings fight themselves in the office reflective window glass, this previously unknown showed up. This is the Ash-throated Flycatcher. Always nice to see one you've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXG3RPtscI/AAAAAAAADpA/8PhyZYWYLbg/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXG3RPtscI/AAAAAAAADpA/8PhyZYWYLbg/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478003174590493122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the twenty six years that we have officed in this location,(well, there was a short gap in there) we have had Cardinals pretty regularly fighting their reflections in the reflective glass of the conference room windows. But at present, we have a male and female Painted Bunting that have taken up the fight, and they are providing us with a lot of entertainment. Right, Dan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGxEfyf5I/AAAAAAAADo4/9A2IRqhpVpw/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGxEfyf5I/AAAAAAAADo4/9A2IRqhpVpw/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478003068089040786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGfLOQ_6I/AAAAAAAADow/cdgwWAAsa6Q/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGfLOQ_6I/AAAAAAAADow/cdgwWAAsa6Q/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002760656945058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feast your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGYaUDQZI/AAAAAAAADoo/O4Dg-nIb1dY/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGYaUDQZI/AAAAAAAADoo/O4Dg-nIb1dY/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002644448657810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wonder what the background was that this bird was supposed to blend in to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGRSPecII/AAAAAAAADog/r1i3s3pX_Pc/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGRSPecII/AAAAAAAADog/r1i3s3pX_Pc/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002522022899842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGHLSFeTI/AAAAAAAADoY/cGi9cTxdPpA/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXGHLSFeTI/AAAAAAAADoY/cGi9cTxdPpA/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478002348356106546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creation truly speaks of the Glory of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-5007811469932823583?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/5007811469932823583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=5007811469932823583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5007811469932823583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/5007811469932823583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/06/babies-and-buntings.html' title='Babies and Buntings'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAXIa_ne7iI/AAAAAAAADqg/KICntJ_q9l8/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-1075869802783095081</id><published>2010-05-31T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:13:07.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey's Bridal Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most of the Griffin clan gathered in Dallas at the home of Mike and Rachel Baughman to celebrate the coming wedding of Lindsey Griffin and Neil Paltridge. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR28aGitfI/AAAAAAAADoQ/_i3LUobgltg/s1600/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR28aGitfI/AAAAAAAADoQ/_i3LUobgltg/s400/P1010003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633826960356850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amber Adams and Thomas James Adams came to help celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR18R5wVNI/AAAAAAAADnA/baWOZTAkYsQ/s1600/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR18R5wVNI/AAAAAAAADnA/baWOZTAkYsQ/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477632725247612114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The cake, a mixture of sweetheart and Irish. So appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR23cuZepI/AAAAAAAADoI/4CHdqJ02koc/s1600/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR23cuZepI/AAAAAAAADoI/4CHdqJ02koc/s400/P1010006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633741765048978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kate Hopkins, Mercedes and Becky with Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2xFaextI/AAAAAAAADoA/nBKNRHSY6uo/s1600/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2xFaextI/AAAAAAAADoA/nBKNRHSY6uo/s400/P1010011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633632428279506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two of Mawmaw's grans, Kate and Lindsey, and one of her greatgrans, Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2f-luKkI/AAAAAAAADno/i_9FH9P6bG4/s1600/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2f-luKkI/AAAAAAAADno/i_9FH9P6bG4/s400/P1010017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633338538601026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike and Rachel did such a fabulous job of entertaining, with lots of good food, fresh and grilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2qZ4HFoI/AAAAAAAADn4/pYS81_IWlTw/s1600/P1010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2qZ4HFoI/AAAAAAAADn4/pYS81_IWlTw/s400/P1010012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633517662180994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want Neil to take note of how tenderly Lindsey handles this child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2kzfkv4I/AAAAAAAADnw/hXpBRqWpo_o/s1600/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2kzfkv4I/AAAAAAAADnw/hXpBRqWpo_o/s400/P1010015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633421459373954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becky advising Tim on the expenses he can expect in relationship to the wedding. Oh wait, she has only boys, so she wouldn't know. But then, Becky knows at least a little about everything! Especially finances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2ZgUEdXI/AAAAAAAADng/MrS7iw2p08s/s1600/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2ZgUEdXI/AAAAAAAADng/MrS7iw2p08s/s400/P1010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633227332285810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chowin' down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2SwMwzSI/AAAAAAAADnY/LA0PteHTwwU/s1600/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2SwMwzSI/AAAAAAAADnY/LA0PteHTwwU/s400/P1010019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477633111337520418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridgette, one of Lindsey's cousins on her mom's side, and a dear friend from the Dallas area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2CwpReaI/AAAAAAAADnI/-Sxq9GTaXos/s1600/P1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2CwpReaI/AAAAAAAADnI/-Sxq9GTaXos/s400/P1010022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477632836579195298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She looks like the blushing bride, or maybe that's beaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR11rHUCjI/AAAAAAAADm4/2J29gl2XRnE/s1600/P1010037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR11rHUCjI/AAAAAAAADm4/2J29gl2XRnE/s400/P1010037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477632611756280370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David wasn't thinkin' about the orange in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR1vRZ2SRI/AAAAAAAADmw/uIpnH0b4BQ0/s1600/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR1vRZ2SRI/AAAAAAAADmw/uIpnH0b4BQ0/s400/P1010038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477632501775485202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There it is again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR1o4osIYI/AAAAAAAADmo/6zAGbpAelGs/s1600/P1010040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR1o4osIYI/AAAAAAAADmo/6zAGbpAelGs/s400/P1010040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477632392047632770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim and his girls, Lindsey and Kaylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR1i25J5hI/AAAAAAAADmg/lPwWCqHGHJ4/s1600/P1010042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR1i25J5hI/AAAAAAAADmg/lPwWCqHGHJ4/s400/P1010042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477632288500606482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lindsey and a bunch of her cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2Ld7Fp1I/AAAAAAAADnQ/-Ku3FBKu36c/s1600/P1010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR2Ld7Fp1I/AAAAAAAADnQ/-Ku3FBKu36c/s400/P1010032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477632986172467026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The whole sh'bang. A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-1075869802783095081?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/1075869802783095081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=1075869802783095081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1075869802783095081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1075869802783095081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/05/lindseys-bridal-shower.html' title='Lindsey&apos;s Bridal Shower'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/TAR28aGitfI/AAAAAAAADoQ/_i3LUobgltg/s72-c/P1010003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-1217454958230046577</id><published>2010-05-27T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:34:52.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My how they drop off after a busy day. We got to keep Mercedes an extra night, and we can't get enough of her. So Mercedes was returned to Ryan and Kate at lunch today, and Morgan and Emma will be off early tomorrow to meet Dad in Eden, but not before Papa Wes feeds them some of his famous omelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nmiTdafI/AAAAAAAADmY/WM8bj088GgQ/s1600/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nmiTdafI/AAAAAAAADmY/WM8bj088GgQ/s400/P1010002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476139214902749682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't move or the bear gets it, with the orange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nh1Z__fI/AAAAAAAADmQ/rwMmq-zRxeY/s1600/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nh1Z__fI/AAAAAAAADmQ/rwMmq-zRxeY/s400/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476139134131109362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you know Morgan's maternal grandmother, you can see a lot of Tacie in that smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8ndFGBqGI/AAAAAAAADmI/vZneBKFju_k/s1600/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8ndFGBqGI/AAAAAAAADmI/vZneBKFju_k/s400/P1010009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476139052442953826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nWEYoIxI/AAAAAAAADmA/QFpWSppfXwo/s1600/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nWEYoIxI/AAAAAAAADmA/QFpWSppfXwo/s400/P1010011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476138931993453330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma enjoys helping Mercedes dress a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nPuczuqI/AAAAAAAADl4/nlJ8lJ9ODW8/s1600/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nPuczuqI/AAAAAAAADl4/nlJ8lJ9ODW8/s400/P1010015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476138823026195106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now we're gettin' to it. This picture is a foreboding of times to come with this crew! All I can say is,'don't mess with Mercedes!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nK4nCqGI/AAAAAAAADlw/hCcLsaGSxQY/s1600/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nK4nCqGI/AAAAAAAADlw/hCcLsaGSxQY/s400/P1010019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476138739854125154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How quickly she returns to her angelic self. (melt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nD1tdKJI/AAAAAAAADlo/0P15D-_UiBE/s1600/P1010025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nD1tdKJI/AAAAAAAADlo/0P15D-_UiBE/s400/P1010025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476138618816637074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GG enjoying one of her favorite pastimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8m5qU_3NI/AAAAAAAADlg/6MPgv_6RE90/s1600/P1010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8m5qU_3NI/AAAAAAAADlg/6MPgv_6RE90/s400/P1010032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476138443962571986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the part in the Pecos Bill story where Bill can only speak 'coyote' because that's who raised him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8m0UarXfI/AAAAAAAADlY/f713bgyON7Y/s1600/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8m0UarXfI/AAAAAAAADlY/f713bgyON7Y/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476138352181468658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rapt attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8mt9XsUsI/AAAAAAAADlQ/9aPX9QM2u9c/s1600/P1010036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8mt9XsUsI/AAAAAAAADlQ/9aPX9QM2u9c/s400/P1010036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476138242915717826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two of my favorite people. Can't wait for them to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-1217454958230046577?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/1217454958230046577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=1217454958230046577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1217454958230046577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1217454958230046577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/05/morgan-and-emma-visit-liberty-hill-day_27.html' title='Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 4'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_8nmiTdafI/AAAAAAAADmY/WM8bj088GgQ/s72-c/P1010002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-1603997892285877741</id><published>2010-05-26T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:31:31.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are snoozing soundly, so here comes day 3 of the most wonderful adventure at PapaWes and GG's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3Vq6-s2MI/AAAAAAAADlA/EXozMyTDQ4A/s1600/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3Vq6-s2MI/AAAAAAAADlA/EXozMyTDQ4A/s400/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475767655315855554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since Mercedes was in for the day, Papa Wes took the day off to help. Nothin' better than starting the day on the porch with the grandkids. We got to watch the mama and daddy wrens shuttling food to the house, and hear the babies peeping when food was near. Then Papa Wes fixed waffles, topped with bananas, strawberries, pecans, and peaches from our own trees. Yall come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3VlseyV7I/AAAAAAAADk4/bGNC0v8ip6o/s1600/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3VlseyV7I/AAAAAAAADk4/bGNC0v8ip6o/s400/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475767565524555698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mercedes enjoys her 10 o'clock bottle prior to the morning nap. I'm looking forward to returning to that schedule myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3VfA4kH9I/AAAAAAAADkw/cLbZHaWQ_Mo/s1600/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3VfA4kH9I/AAAAAAAADkw/cLbZHaWQ_Mo/s400/P1010007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475767450742300626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GG prepared a laripin' picnic lunch to take to the Foundation Park. Here are the kids all loaded up in their safety seats, ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3YRPk8LjI/AAAAAAAADlI/LamCNU_CJXk/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3YRPk8LjI/AAAAAAAADlI/LamCNU_CJXk/s400/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475770512703237682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like I said, laripin'. The rest of the day was filled with activities around the house, but not a lot of picture-takin'. Stay tuned for tomorrow's installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-1603997892285877741?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/1603997892285877741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=1603997892285877741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1603997892285877741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/1603997892285877741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/05/morgan-and-emma-visit-liberty-hill-day_26.html' title='Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 3'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_3Vq6-s2MI/AAAAAAAADlA/EXozMyTDQ4A/s72-c/P1010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-8732694461723426811</id><published>2010-05-25T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:43:39.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 is done! The kids are soundly sleeping, and PapaWes is dutifully blogging. GG really outdid herself today, just thankful that the root canal was yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFxiWxnYI/AAAAAAAADkg/h6YwGZY2XVs/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFxiWxnYI/AAAAAAAADkg/h6YwGZY2XVs/s400/P1010001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475398333058096514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Started the day off with blueberry muffins, then off to the Robin Bledsoe park on Bagdad. You old Leanderthals will remember it as the city swimming pool, but it has been updated and is a very nice park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFr2O_MMI/AAAAAAAADkY/iRE9pEP5-Eo/s1600/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFr2O_MMI/AAAAAAAADkY/iRE9pEP5-Eo/s400/P1010002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475398235314925762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma is checking out the view from the playscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFm00rnjI/AAAAAAAADkQ/bkK2W4DwKZM/s1600/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFm00rnjI/AAAAAAAADkQ/bkK2W4DwKZM/s400/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475398149036809778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, he doesn't need Milk of Magnesia, he's listening to someone on the other end of that tube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFiuArbFI/AAAAAAAADkI/VcPSUqtfqQI/s1600/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFiuArbFI/AAAAAAAADkI/VcPSUqtfqQI/s400/P1010006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475398078488603730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFdjOyPYI/AAAAAAAADkA/-h_UzVNG5cg/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFdjOyPYI/AAAAAAAADkA/-h_UzVNG5cg/s400/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397989695634818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma thought she would test out her lung capacity and see if she could perform at the amphitheater without a sound system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFBau4oaI/AAAAAAAADjY/--uGCI_IT1k/s1600/P1010023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFBau4oaI/AAAAAAAADjY/--uGCI_IT1k/s400/P1010023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397506378015138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then on to the Cedar Park Library for story time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFXlMcHsI/AAAAAAAADj4/9TWFIY9iIrM/s1600/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFXlMcHsI/AAAAAAAADj4/9TWFIY9iIrM/s400/P1010010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397887143452354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFSHvZFDI/AAAAAAAADjw/rlrjYu1qzzA/s1600/P1010012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFSHvZFDI/AAAAAAAADjw/rlrjYu1qzzA/s400/P1010012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397793337644082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma is pretty serious about her play time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFMLBmI5I/AAAAAAAADjo/2wxHVDVu7CM/s1600/P1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFMLBmI5I/AAAAAAAADjo/2wxHVDVu7CM/s400/P1010014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397691140088722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Must be summer, because there was a good gathering of kids and parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFGV9KSoI/AAAAAAAADjg/-Sa32Dua4IY/s1600/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFGV9KSoI/AAAAAAAADjg/-Sa32Dua4IY/s400/P1010021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397590995061378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma gets to go through the 'kid-size' door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yE7gAN9sI/AAAAAAAADjQ/0aMFeNTknig/s1600/P1010025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yE7gAN9sI/AAAAAAAADjQ/0aMFeNTknig/s400/P1010025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397404713678530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the house, Strappy is cornered. He has been steering clear of the kids mostly, but eventually, they will get their petting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEy9ooH2I/AAAAAAAADjI/mx_TRi8jwQQ/s1600/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEy9ooH2I/AAAAAAAADjI/mx_TRi8jwQQ/s400/P1010027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397258048970594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These kids love helping the cook, and GG is obliging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEsyJPZJI/AAAAAAAADjA/Twmt27TxLWw/s1600/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEsyJPZJI/AAAAAAAADjA/Twmt27TxLWw/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397151885321362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whoo hooo! Mercedes came for an overnight visit so her Mom could make a run to Houston for a pacemaker check-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you say 'hawg heaven'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEob0QElI/AAAAAAAADi4/qhnDubGvjxE/s1600/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEob0QElI/AAAAAAAADi4/qhnDubGvjxE/s400/P1010031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475397077172228690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was hard to stop smoochin' on that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEhVrRtOI/AAAAAAAADiw/wZvi20gfNFw/s1600/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEhVrRtOI/AAAAAAAADiw/wZvi20gfNFw/s400/P1010033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475396955264890082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a classic pose. Do you see any family resemblance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEURcSgQI/AAAAAAAADio/KU1m1zpJE-U/s1600/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEURcSgQI/AAAAAAAADio/KU1m1zpJE-U/s400/P1010035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475396730789986562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Around and around they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEOXKjMUI/AAAAAAAADig/yqvkoT1l0lE/s1600/P1010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEOXKjMUI/AAAAAAAADig/yqvkoT1l0lE/s400/P1010039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475396629246980418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And she led a merry chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEG77IzmI/AAAAAAAADiY/W2d2bS-6KV8/s1600/P1010042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yEG77IzmI/AAAAAAAADiY/W2d2bS-6KV8/s400/P1010042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475396501675495010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just for good measure, PapaWes played goalie while Morgan and Emma tried to get their bouncy 'soccer' balls past. I try to do my part to wear them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-8732694461723426811?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/8732694461723426811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=8732694461723426811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8732694461723426811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8732694461723426811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/05/morgan-and-emma-visit-liberty-hill-day_25.html' title='Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 2'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_yFxiWxnYI/AAAAAAAADkg/h6YwGZY2XVs/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-8938053288129503216</id><published>2010-05-24T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:25:05.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We had a fabulous visit to Midland this weekend to celebrate Emma's third birthday. The special ending was getting to bring Morgan and Emma home with us for a week-long stay. I made some crazy claim about blogging the photo-journal each evening, so here's installment one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_sw-D7gWSI/AAAAAAAADiQ/y7NlsD48bAE/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_sw-D7gWSI/AAAAAAAADiQ/y7NlsD48bAE/s400/P1010001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475023614763882786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While in Midland I got caught up in watching 101 Dalmations with the kids, and reverted to my old tv viewing position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_sw3Cvek0I/AAAAAAAADiI/b3xWaALrRV4/s1600/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_sw3Cvek0I/AAAAAAAADiI/b3xWaALrRV4/s400/P1010003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475023494185915202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's danger out in them thar woods, so sometimes the wire fence closes off the steps. Our pets are getting old, and I think they appreciated the separation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swwuu6mVI/AAAAAAAADiA/J_8YAJZX0vY/s1600/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swwuu6mVI/AAAAAAAADiA/J_8YAJZX0vY/s400/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475023385735633234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A yogurt-in-a-tube snack in the playhouse. Sounds like a product from a comedy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swofbzLjI/AAAAAAAADh4/rHG9W8ShJ90/s1600/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swofbzLjI/AAAAAAAADh4/rHG9W8ShJ90/s400/P1010007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475023244189969970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They trekked out to the peach trees, which are loaded like they have never been before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swg3xBLeI/AAAAAAAADhw/Lm46E2_7g6U/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swg3xBLeI/AAAAAAAADhw/Lm46E2_7g6U/s400/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475023113282465250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma wasn't too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swZ_ddgcI/AAAAAAAADho/62ce1ErW_DE/s1600/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swZ_ddgcI/AAAAAAAADho/62ce1ErW_DE/s400/P1010009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475022995088835010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But once they bit in, the peaches were gonners. Of course, they begged for more, but GG knew best, and limited the consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swDi9zCKI/AAAAAAAADhg/9sBr0bgzGrE/s1600/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_swDi9zCKI/AAAAAAAADhg/9sBr0bgzGrE/s400/P1010011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475022609482713250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Curious George for a little video time. They also got a first installment of the Shirley Temple version of Heidi. We noticed that when bed-time came, little wiffle snores were heard soon after the lights went out.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-8938053288129503216?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/8938053288129503216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=8938053288129503216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8938053288129503216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/8938053288129503216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/05/morgan-and-emma-visit-liberty-hill-day.html' title='Morgan and Emma Visit Liberty Hill- Day 1'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_sw-D7gWSI/AAAAAAAADiQ/y7NlsD48bAE/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-2892874847078273682</id><published>2010-05-16T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:01:28.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Spring Remix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This week's offering includes the welcome return of the Painted Bunting, and a newcomer to our house, the Bewick's Wren. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4-3JQFzI/AAAAAAAADhY/YLwZeyju14c/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4-3JQFzI/AAAAAAAADhY/YLwZeyju14c/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076937349306162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This House Finch offered me a good pose at the office feeder. They are probably our most consistent visitor, and provide a nice song as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C45WJUHjI/AAAAAAAADhQ/L6yNc-ZYCMc/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C45WJUHjI/AAAAAAAADhQ/L6yNc-ZYCMc/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076842591854130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the Painted Bunting showed up a few weeks ago, he provided some of my best views ever. The light was right, and he came up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4z3X0_sI/AAAAAAAADhI/N329YmZgl9k/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4z3X0_sI/AAAAAAAADhI/N329YmZgl9k/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076748431883970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At first he was hanging in the shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4ueLRZ9I/AAAAAAAADhA/Cr3c27I7Cw0/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4ueLRZ9I/AAAAAAAADhA/Cr3c27I7Cw0/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076655768987602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eventually he came into the direct sunlight, and showed all his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4p5uPmII/AAAAAAAADg4/KxaM7MNORYE/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4p5uPmII/AAAAAAAADg4/KxaM7MNORYE/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076577264081026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't think I've ever captured the green bars on his shoulders. A most amazing bird, and aptly named. We can't get enough of this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4kb_VIaI/AAAAAAAADgw/OFKCJCUCMDg/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4kb_VIaI/AAAAAAAADgw/OFKCJCUCMDg/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076483383337378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Phoebe continues to nest under the office, and is often seen close to the deck, so there must be some flying bugs around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4gH9JnNI/AAAAAAAADgo/OmhY1Wgg1Bw/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4gH9JnNI/AAAAAAAADgo/OmhY1Wgg1Bw/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076409286008018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were surprised recently by this new addition to our bird population. I suspect a half-grown female Leghorn. She is staying around, and I figure it's because of the plentiful bird seed on the ground below the deck. I'll be lookin' for eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4YvyAW_I/AAAAAAAADgg/uFQQG1r7SF0/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4YvyAW_I/AAAAAAAADgg/uFQQG1r7SF0/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076282537729010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This day there were three Lesser Goldfinches at the feeder, and when there was a commotion nearby, all the eating paused to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4Pp95I9I/AAAAAAAADgY/yhHPguG1rqM/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4Pp95I9I/AAAAAAAADgY/yhHPguG1rqM/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076126358152146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome the Bewick's Wren. This wren is thinner and grayer than the Carolina Wren, and has a distinctively different song. Please click the link to the bird i.d. website, type in Bewick's Wren, and you can listen to the song. You'll probably recognize it as one of those that made you wonder,'what bird is that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4Jo4yYpI/AAAAAAAADgQ/ViL-DJTG3x0/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4Jo4yYpI/AAAAAAAADgQ/ViL-DJTG3x0/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472076022989087378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bewick's Wren has built a nest in our moon feeder, most likely because I wasn't keeping it full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4CraXGkI/AAAAAAAADgI/WjIKBqFTOf0/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4CraXGkI/AAAAAAAADgI/WjIKBqFTOf0/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472075903407692354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The excitement this morning occurred when the Carolina Wren was chasing a moth, and came too close to the Bewick's nest. The Bewick gave chase, and there was quite a battle across the yard. I caught a quick shot of the two trying to intimidate each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3_Mpn-PI/AAAAAAAADgA/d0co9FSFUkE/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3_Mpn-PI/AAAAAAAADgA/d0co9FSFUkE/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472075843610605810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The poor confused Titmouse showed up at the feeder with his own sunflower seed, and didn't know what to do with himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3y2u522I/AAAAAAAADf4/i_IJjrdlyZk/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3y2u522I/AAAAAAAADf4/i_IJjrdlyZk/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472075631568739170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hummingbird activity has been somewhat sparse, so I was happy to catch this Black-chinned hummer coming to the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3toiCv0I/AAAAAAAADfw/t9w2tKbXtL4/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3toiCv0I/AAAAAAAADfw/t9w2tKbXtL4/s400/P1010001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472075541857353538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan has caught some of my birding fever, as evidenced by her sneaking out on the porch to get this shot of the Great Blue Heron on the pond. She used our old Olympus, and got a great picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3kc43wnI/AAAAAAAADfo/KhzFU79CKNY/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C3kc43wnI/AAAAAAAADfo/KhzFU79CKNY/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472075384113054322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We traveled to Summer's Mill Retreat Center east of Salado with our church group this weekend, and were blessed by the beautiful facility and walking trails. There was a variety of birds around, but I was only able to get a shot of this Eastern Bluebird on the fence line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-2892874847078273682?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/2892874847078273682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=2892874847078273682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2892874847078273682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/2892874847078273682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/05/mid-spring-remix.html' title='Mid-Spring Remix'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S_C4-3JQFzI/AAAAAAAADhY/YLwZeyju14c/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-3082682514392583764</id><published>2010-05-10T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:09:50.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day on Adams Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanted to share with the family some shots from celebrating Mother's Day at sister Becky's place in south Texas. She is situated relative to San Antonio kinda like we are to Austin; outside of the rat race. Amber's Mom and Dad were there, as well as Tommy's parents. And it wouldn't be complete without our special guest Nattie, who is staying with the Davis's. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGuldGLoI/AAAAAAAADfg/0IkvvuEznfk/s1600/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGuldGLoI/AAAAAAAADfg/0IkvvuEznfk/s400/P1010003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469840251071901314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some of you haven't seen Thomas James Adams since he developed his personality. He is a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGYNwUGxI/AAAAAAAADfI/l2uO1BGJxIw/s1600/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGYNwUGxI/AAAAAAAADfI/l2uO1BGJxIw/s400/P1010009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469839866752932626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big John Adams gets to take Thomas for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGP11mD-I/AAAAAAAADfA/XnnM6dgutLU/s1600/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGP11mD-I/AAAAAAAADfA/XnnM6dgutLU/s400/P1010013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469839722893676514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becky's poor dogs were starved for attention, so I obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGHySmRVI/AAAAAAAADe4/oIg6y04ZGaM/s1600/P1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGHySmRVI/AAAAAAAADe4/oIg6y04ZGaM/s400/P1010014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469839584502629714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The wild flowers on Adams Lane were incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGB77eQhI/AAAAAAAADew/lx0rT2SyJ5E/s1600/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGB77eQhI/AAAAAAAADew/lx0rT2SyJ5E/s400/P1010016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469839484010775058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somebody tell me what those coral-colored Indian blankets are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGiI9ILQI/AAAAAAAADfY/u1sylfjWn2g/s1600/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGiI9ILQI/AAAAAAAADfY/u1sylfjWn2g/s400/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469840037263191298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After partying for a while, the Moms were a little tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGeMPE14I/AAAAAAAADfQ/_uxknyHv_0c/s1600/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGeMPE14I/AAAAAAAADfQ/_uxknyHv_0c/s400/P1010007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469839969424299906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But we got some hot black coffee down them, and they sobered right up.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-3082682514392583764?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/3082682514392583764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=3082682514392583764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3082682514392583764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/3082682514392583764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-on-adams-lane.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day on Adams Lane'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S-jGuldGLoI/AAAAAAAADfg/0IkvvuEznfk/s72-c/P1010003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-9004860433012982389</id><published>2010-04-28T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:51:46.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frio Fun Vol 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is our final installment on the trip to the Frio. It was a time of refreshing, and we got to visit some of the old haunts in Uvalde as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jST7K2KWI/AAAAAAAADeg/CYeykA0meqU/s1600/DSC_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jST7K2KWI/AAAAAAAADeg/CYeykA0meqU/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465349387556628834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most common bird at the cabins was the Common Barn Swallow. To appreciate this title, one must rent the old Jimmy Stewart film 'Mr. Smith Takes a Vacation.' His stuffy boss would use this name with the most condescending tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jSb86nwnI/AAAAAAAADeo/g_Usq-Em4TI/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jSb86nwnI/AAAAAAAADeo/g_Usq-Em4TI/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465349525464400498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back at the station behind Neal's Store, we were joined by a large group from Massachusetts. They were some kind of excited when the Painted Bunting came in to the platform feeder. We also see here a female Goldfinch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Inca Dove, and House Finch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jSHWNFPDI/AAAAAAAADeY/Bi-5zx_aN_0/s1600/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jSHWNFPDI/AAAAAAAADeY/Bi-5zx_aN_0/s400/DSC_0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465349171475463218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The American Goldfinch was back for Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jSCIaWaMI/AAAAAAAADeQ/WK2kVJITWhc/s1600/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jSCIaWaMI/AAAAAAAADeQ/WK2kVJITWhc/s400/DSC_0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465349081873672386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As was the Golden-fronted Woodpecker. He gives us a good view here of the red-orange patch on the top of his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jR80v-aeI/AAAAAAAADeI/6h1L8SHJTDE/s1600/DSC_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jR80v-aeI/AAAAAAAADeI/6h1L8SHJTDE/s400/DSC_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348990696319458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This was also my first Painted Bunting to see this season. But when I got back to the office, one showed up on the deck and came really close. Stay tuned for those pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jR4nbcUoI/AAAAAAAADeA/1OxjYhfumeM/s1600/DSC_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jR4nbcUoI/AAAAAAAADeA/1OxjYhfumeM/s400/DSC_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348918401061506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Vermilion Flycatcher was all around down at the swimming hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRz8WStyI/AAAAAAAADd4/fSdftPb0P_w/s1600/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRz8WStyI/AAAAAAAADd4/fSdftPb0P_w/s400/DSC_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348838117259042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRvcGf5tI/AAAAAAAADdw/3Zd1Ych_xUQ/s1600/DSC_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRvcGf5tI/AAAAAAAADdw/3Zd1Ych_xUQ/s400/DSC_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348760741603026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRp67rQsI/AAAAAAAADdo/xSn2Q7Gc8NU/s1600/DSC_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRp67rQsI/AAAAAAAADdo/xSn2Q7Gc8NU/s400/DSC_0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348665938494146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We met up with the Mass. bunch again at the next feeding spot, and Bob Rasas offered to take anyone that wanted to go, up to the hilltop where the Golden-cheeked Warbler hangs out. We hiked up the hill, among dense mountain juniper (cedar) that wouldn't even let ground brush to grow. We were standing there in complete silence, when Bob hears their call. We start looking up in the tree branches, and got to watch two Golden-cheeked Warblers foraging around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRk-1a9KI/AAAAAAAADdg/wUFX9bX3xTg/s1600/DSC_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRk-1a9KI/AAAAAAAADdg/wUFX9bX3xTg/s400/DSC_0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348581086655650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A view at Seven Bluff Cabins of the cypress trees by the Frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRWcfilQI/AAAAAAAADdY/Yx5G3IV41NQ/s1600/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRWcfilQI/AAAAAAAADdY/Yx5G3IV41NQ/s400/DSC_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348331349906690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRFewkybI/AAAAAAAADdQ/cfmtH6kbcI8/s1600/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jRFewkybI/AAAAAAAADdQ/cfmtH6kbcI8/s400/P1010016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465348039900449202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Frio is flowing nicely. It was too cool to tube, but I can guarantee there wouldn't be any walking because of shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQ-1OiL2I/AAAAAAAADdI/79xc3HL7tEg/s1600/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQ-1OiL2I/AAAAAAAADdI/79xc3HL7tEg/s400/P1010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465347925672603490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQwMc46bI/AAAAAAAADdA/Hw12kkjy5wo/s1600/P1010009a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQwMc46bI/AAAAAAAADdA/Hw12kkjy5wo/s400/P1010009a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465347674208790962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of our favorite things to do in the area is eat at Neal's Cafe. You can always count on seeing old friends. Jan's brother Jimmy and his wife Aggie joined us for lunch on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQoCBQfYI/AAAAAAAADc4/NottbyAtWE4/s1600/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQoCBQfYI/AAAAAAAADc4/NottbyAtWE4/s400/P1010021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465347533969587586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the bluff over Seven Bluff Cabins. You can hear the Canyon Wren calling from the hillside, and watch buzzards and hawks land in their nests on the cliffs above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQb_BvGlI/AAAAAAAADcw/imD7byw_AKg/s1600/P1010022a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jQb_BvGlI/AAAAAAAADcw/imD7byw_AKg/s400/P1010022a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465347327007857234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our cabin, from whose porch you can spy any variety of birds, or just nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4040521665072046557-9004860433012982389?l=papawes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/feeds/9004860433012982389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4040521665072046557&amp;postID=9004860433012982389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/9004860433012982389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4040521665072046557/posts/default/9004860433012982389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papawes.blogspot.com/2010/04/frio-fun-vol-3.html' title='Frio Fun Vol 3'/><author><name>PapaWes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16439012729227069085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__OmE5Vd0uYg/S9jST7K2KWI/AAAAAAAADeg/CYeykA0meqU/s72-c/DSC_0207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4040521665072046557.post-5514367614807564169</id><published>20
