Saturday, November 21, 2009

Time Flies When You're Having Fun!

OMG, it's been months since I've posted a blog... the altitude must be getting to me. Either that or just been too busy checking out the local critters and food supply - you know, juicy worms and such - and time flies when you're having fun. These new digs at 2600' elevation are enough to make anyone a wee bit light-headed; especially while getting familiar with these lofty surroundings.

Must admit I've never seen a Red Hawk before (see photo above). But there one was perched on a limb to greet us as we drove onto the property for the first time. Awesome.

As if that's not enough to chirp about, you should see a Stellar Jay in flight - like a graceful swoop in slow motion allowing you to see the contrast of the dark gray head and wings (they look black to this bird though) and striking blue body. Stunning. Enough to tweet home about. (Of course, my redbreast is nothing to be ashamed of now, is it?)

We've heard the wild turkeys down near the edge of the spooky pine forest but, haven't seen them yet (though the contractors have). I call it spooky because I hear tell that a mountain lion cave has been spotted in those woods and there's a tunnel through the patch of red brown Manzanita branches just waiting to grab you.

Moving on to larger critters - you know, Bambi and family. Seeing deer on the property is a daily occurance. The most we've seen at one time is five. They're getting braver - grazing closer and closer to the house (the upper lawn and back yard). I'm tempted to perch on their racks, just to see what they'd do. I'm sure when the word (deer talk) spreads that the orchard gate is being left open for them, 'they will come' - of course, the good pickings are gone and the gate will be closed come Spring.

As for me, I'm safely perched on the sunny side of a building just outside my bird condo. Who said robins HAVE to go south for the winter. Of course, I may have to rethink this. I'll keep you posted. Chirp chirp! \|/ \|/


Friday, July 24, 2009

Personal Want Ad: Wanted! Woman to . . .

LAZY DAYS OF SUMMER
Poolside chats, barbeques, and ... fishing!

Seeing the tweets of @Roommate_Wanted on Twitter reminds me of a Personal Want Ad I saw a few years ago. And since it involves worms, my favorite delicacy, I thought I'd share this with you.

WANTED!

WOMAN TO COOK AND CLEAN FISH,
DIG WORMS AND MAKE LURES.


MUST HAVE GOOD BOAT AND MOTOR.

PLEASE ENCLOSE PICTURE
OF BOAT AND MOTOR.


Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Water-boarding Is Not Torture - Being Without Twitter Is!

What do you do when your modem dies and your Internet connection goes down mid-afternoon on a Friday? Access to email accounts – gone! Access to your website or anybody else's – gone. Worse yet, that means no access to Twitter either. Talk about torture! What must ArtistAnika or Sunny525 be thinking, or TheSickChick, IrishAttic, Blondetwit, Libertygirl3 and Writer_Dad – all friends I follow or tweet with on a daily basis? Will they even notice there have been no tweets from RobinNestor lately?

Now what to do? Who to call first? Do I need to remind you, dear reader, what's it's like just trying to get to a real live person for a service call these days? Recording: "Please enter or say your ten digit telephone number. You said 555-123-4567; is that correct? … etc., etc."

And once you get there – they keep referring you on and on until finally ... a live person in the tech department. That's when you start praying. Praying that there's no disconnect during the process so you don't have to start all over again. Sure enough, disconnect!

So you call your computer guru who informs you that your modem is obviously dead. You need to get a replacement from the phone company. I found a shortcut to the tech department this time, only to be referred to the company "store" to order the new modem that can't be shipped until Monday.

Back to guru – I ask guru if he can find a modem locally and install it before Wednesday. "I'll check around and call you in the morning." Guru called Saturday to say he had found one; he can work me into his Monday schedule. At least I know I'm in good hands now. Panic is starting to ease.

Message to Twitter: I'll be thinking of you the whole time, Tweetie. So sit tight little bird, I will be back as soon as I can.

In the meantime, the panic is gone; but, the torture continues. Uh oh, I think withdrawal is coming on!

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