McSnoozy-Snorey, otherwise known as Nellie's good chum Nick, is of such a delicate constitution that he is unable to cope with any temperatures above 70º. Even that can be a bit of a struggle. On bad days he gets a very upset tummy that results in messy cleanups. On good days, he's able to nap quite soundly and STILL be cute as a button.
While it may be hard to believe, procrastination and dithering are my stock and trade when it comes to yard work. Every now and then, however, something actually is completed to a satisfactory conclusion. Well, until it doesn't work and then has to be done all over again. But here's hoping that things grow in as expected (hoped for) and within a year, it will look fully formatted and lush. Fingers crossed.
While I find it somewhat addictive, I frequently make noises of disgust about the neighborhood app Nextdoor. Too often there are posts which degenerate quickly, often when it's clear someone didn't even bother to read the original post. There are far too many heartbreaking posts about lost dogs, cats, tortoises (you name it), and too much fear-mongering about our native wildlife. However, every now and then it serves a positive purpose.
There was a post requesting to borrow a bird cage so the person could introduce a new bird to her current Budgie who just lost his best friend. As luck would have it, there was a birdcage in my shed that served its purpose long ago, and which I still use, very rarely, for the odd animal rescue. Since it has done nothing other than gather dust for the past year, offering it up seemed the neighborly thing to do. We arranged a drop off, which went very smoothly, and a couple of days later a text came through saying how the new bird (TigerEye) and her older bird (Golden Girl) made friends through the bars immediately. That's when I suggested she keep the cage if she wanted to, and her grateful response was enough. She did point out that it would be helpful should we have another evacuation situation as she was so stressed during the fire about how to get her birds out safely as her birdcage is far larger and cumbersome. While I get to look like a giving soul, it's actually a selfish move. That birdcage being gone means one less thing to move around in storage. A win-win!
The introduction:
My brother is an amazing photographer and has captured so many beautiful images in nature. He lives on the coast in Northern California, so nature's abundance is rich in color and diversity. Enjoy.
I took a trip to Japan what seems like a thousand years ago now. It was three months after the Fukushima disaster and hardly any westerners were traveling there which made it very easy to get around and enjoy uncrowded sites. While on the trip, I started a blog to share with my colleagues where I worked -- mostly to make them very envious and also record the wonderful sights. While on our morning walk, Nellie commented that the neighborhood scenery was getting very old and nothing seemed interesting enough to share. Well, okay, Nellie only nodded when I mentioned it with a deep sigh, as she is, after all, a dog. As luck would have it, I was trying to clean up a couple of flash drives and came across a picture that always makes me smile -- both because owls are among my favorite creatures and because as a librarian, reading is a big deal. So, because we all need something to cheer us up in these dark times, two gigantic owls showing how wise they truly are:
Given the current state of affairs in the country, I would love to be able to protest and hope to bring constitutional order back as the norm. Since that isn't doable for me, I appreciate those who are willing and able to take a peaceful stand for what's right. This sort of thing, however, is both counterproductive and disgraceful (not to mention against the law). This is a friend's office building. Ugly in so many ways, and utterly meaningless for getting any kind of message across.
These two beauties used to live two doors away. Mira sounds just like our Nellie when she screams her displeasure at anyone walking on our sidewalk. Izzy is much more blasé about other dogs and people. They are both total sweeties and of course, as the local treat dealer in the neighborhood, have always been happy to see me out and about. They have temporarily moved since the big fire, not because of any damage to their home, but other things that prompted the move. Fortunately, the fire victims who moved in brought their own fur babies for me to ooh and ahh over (picture of little Hugo forthcoming). Nellie has been promised a zoomie session with her buds soon, so that will be a welcome delight.
Blooms are a blooming and this is one I've never seen before. I believe it is in the agave family, but don't quote me on that. Usually when one blooms, it is the death knell. I sincerely hope I'm wrong this time.
Heading over to see my favorite little dog (Nick of course), and came upon this amazing chalk drawing. There are several people who use chalk on the sidewalks to liven them up or leave messages, but I've never seen one as artistic as this piece. The detail is stunning.
One of the things I miss about the Bay Area is the ocean views. Playing ball in Alta Plaza Park with the best of all dogs in the universe, Barney, overlooking the bay, was the highlight of my day. Walking along the beach in the Marina while Barney chased seagulls, volunteering at the Marine Mammal Center, or visiting the Presidio Yacht Club to go for a sail with my parents were uplifting experiences. To me, the ocean is magical, mysterious, and endlessly fascinating. Therefore, when a friend who lives in Washington state sent me pictures of her week away with her husband and best friend, I felt quite envious and nostalgic for the old days. Of course, when you know who her bestie is, and that she was the purpose for that particular destination, you will forgive her as quickly as I did.
This is the best friend - Bailey. And yes, she's gorgeous. Just look at those eyes.
People understandably look at me as if I have finally gone completely 'round the bend, but I believe that plants, trees in particular, actually have a kind of sentience. We might not understand it or even know what we're looking for (or at), but the idea that plants have intelligence and feelings is now not so far-fetched as people think. More and more research is being done with minds open to the possibility probability. Findings are showing that mushrooms have more in common with humans and act as the neural network for trees. Let's face it, human beings have been rather ego-centric when it comes to life on the planet and science hasn't been kind even to our own. It wasn't until 1987 that the American Academy of Pediatrics FINALLY admitted that children under the age of six months felt pain. Performing procedures on infants without anesthesia was common, and if they wailed, well, that was something else going on. Blatant evidence right in front of their eyes and.... Don't get me started on how science has treated the mentally ill, certain racial groups, and, lest we forget, animals. To put it politely -- not well.
The Hidden Life of Trees by Peter Holleben started me thinking even more deeply about my theory of sentience, and discussions with arborists, who didn't treat me like a nut job, kept the idea alive. Lately, BBC Wildlife Magazine has been putting out more articles that relate to the subject. If you can't follow the links to the articles, your local library probably has access to the magazines electronically.
As a species, we need to do better. We need to realize that just because something doesn't look or move or sound like us, it doesn't mean there are no feelings. We just need to do better!
“A new layer of complexity”: scientists record bioelectrical tree communication during solar eclipse
A new study carried out in Italy's Dolomite Mountains provides further evidence that trees are capable of complex communication, say researchers. April 30, 2025 Cycles of light and dark impact almost all living things, and events such as eclipses can cause noticeable changes in how they act and function. While these impacts are well studied in animals, we still know very little about how plants respond to solar eclipses. Now, in a new study carried out in Italy's Dolomite Mountains, researchers
Read in BBC Wildlife Magazine: https://apple.news/AJ-
Are plants clever? Just how do plants make decisions?
How do plants know what to do if they don't have a brain or a nervous system? We investigate April 28, 2025 Plants respond to gravity and the presence of water, light and chemicals - and even to touch. But how do they do this with no brain or nervous system? Botanists are not sure. Their best explanation is that they contain many of the same substances that in animal cells, such as nerves, signal changes in physical states, prompting a response. Why do flowers point up or down? Scientists
Read in BBC Wildlife Magazine: https://apple.news/AHE_
As those who follow my mutterings know, Nellie has a dog park boyfriend named Scotty whose greatest pleasure is chasing the ball. Nellie's greatest pleasure used to be chasing Scotty. That dynamic has changed somewhat as Nellie has decided that barking and herding every other dog she sees is much more to her taste. So while she's always very excited to see Scotty and chase after him occasionally, it's not the hot romance it was. Frankly, I don't understand how she can resist this wonderful hunk of burning love.
Now, on this coast we have big furry friends, and on the East Coast, there are two senior dogs who find that snuggling into their comfy beds a much better plan. Lenny and Jack live in New York and Florida (yes, they have two abodes). They are tucked for the long drive between houses. Lucky dogs. And they are adorably sweet.
Some people really know how to design gardens and Angel's Mom (Angel being the Labrador who just had her birthday) really knows what she's doing. She spends hours on her garden and you can tell. It is so peaceful and the plants are so beautifully curated, she puts the Huntington Gardens and Golden Gate Park to shame.
Lest you think I am only interested in our neighborhood dogs, think again. A former colleague moved to Washington state and rescued a dog German Shepherd named Bailey. Bailey loves to go to the beach to romp and take long walks to wear her Mom out. Ordinarily she is not friendly with other dogs, so when she found this friend on one of her walks, it had to be shared. Apparently kissing in canine culture is acceptable. And adorable.
We all know those Moms who spoil their children to the detriment of their benefit to society. And then there's Angel. Angel is one deservedly spoiled child who has responded to that by being the sweetest, loveliest fur baby ever. Always a pleasure to meet and greet on a walk. And elegant to boot. Today is her birthday (she's getting up there in age) and we had to share. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGEL.
Easter means one thing for me and that is, how many Cadbury Creme Eggs can I get away with. Alas, the cost has skyrocketed since the good old days of two for 50¢, or a box of 4 for 75¢. Now a box of 4 is $6.50. The nerve of some places! Well, I found the secret to cashing in big time -- Grocery Outlet, where they sell a huge egg filled with 16 of the sinful treats for next to nothing. And I scored - twice! And to those of you who do not enjoy the pleasures of the creamy eggs I say, BAH HUMBUG!
Now my fixation on sugary delights does not keep me from enjoying colorful yard displays. I don't know when it became standard to go all out with Easter decorations, but this yard certainly has it down. Enjoy.
Tagging under any circumstances is awful, but tagging a neighborhood library box is the worst sort of disrespect. Both the back and front sides of the box are tagged. The bench to the side is in honor of our well respected neighbor who died a few years ago. Parents sit with their kids to go through the books; the bench also provides respite for the multiple dog walkers in the area. To see something like this defaced is disheartening, especially in the aftermath of the fire tragedy we have just been through.
Today Nellie and I decided to tread where we have feared to because it is so sad to see burned out homes. While progress is being made in debris removal, it will be a long time before the neighborhood is back in full force. Therefore, one must take every opportunity to look for joy. I think this fits the bill. This beautiful dog, resting her head on her ball, has an addition that makes her look somewhat regal. I suspect a child decided to add the sparkly touch. It suits this pensive pup nicely.
First the dogs with binoculars guarding their house with great alacrity. Now a chimpanzee hanging in a tree with binoculars?!? What is going on? Whatever it is, this is so delightful, it had to be shared. Enjoy.
Progress, of a sort. More rocks added. ✅ Marble sink planted with aloe. ✅ Huge pot moved from wind damage area to the new spot (courtesy of K who is amazingly strong). ✅ Back sore from all the stooping and bending. ✅ Plans to keep the rocks free of pine needles. ✅ Great ideas for the back side of this area. Well....
Some of my projects, especially in the yard, seem like black holes of effort with tenuous results. Dithering about what to do next, or how to proceed is my modus operandi. This time though, it may actually be coming together. The overgrown front triangle is being revamped to have what I hope is an artier flair. That means dismantling almost everything that was there for the new look. What couldn't be seen before was the wonderful marble sink. That issue will be solved this time around. It's been a bit of a slog, but I have hopes that in short order it'll be curated in such a fashion to attract positive attention. Right now, though, it's a hot mess. Progress is slow, but progress is happening. The dismantling is almost done. Rocks that used to provide a border but were so filled with pine needles and other debris are now torn out and ready to be repositioned.
