Cinnamon Walkies

 As the temperatures fall, I've been feeling like a couch potato. Finally some sunshine, and so I dressed for the temperature. Tuesday it was 4 ℃, actually above zero and SUNNY! 

I called yelled for Cinnamon: CINNAMON, WALKIES!!!! He roared around from the backyard to greet me. He was game. 

First we checked out the deer scrapes. Both sites had been rescraped after the snow. It's kinda cool to see, although maybe not for my dear readers! Most of the time I'm looking for signs of critters, as they avoid the house for the most part.

Here is a sign of the pileated woodpecker! They've been hammering away on the tree root. What could go wrong?! I didn't see the bird, of course, as we bumbled through the forest me an' Cinnamon. (Archive photo!)

 

If you click on this and enlarge them, you can see Cinnamon on the ground, coming towards me in the distance near the middle. 

This is one of my favourite parts of the forest, the cedar corridor.

The wetland freezes overnight and thaws in the daytime.

Cinnamon decided we would explore our lot #3. (That's where he led me.)

A teeny pine tree starting to establish its roots amongst the rocks.

The moss looks a brilliant green:

Cinnamon found another great spot. He likes to run along the horizontal fallen logs. 

This tree needed to be climbed! An important skill in the wild.

I found this in the forest. Some metal thingie. 

The frog pond is a bit chilly. And quiet! 

He was proud of himself. A great run, and we both needed a rest after that.

Nutmeg didn't go walkies, she doesn't like to. She spent time after breakfast doing 'turtle' on the floor.

Cinnamon Walkies

 We do have fun, me and my cat. He loves walking with me. 

Mostly, he accompanies me when I fetch the trailcam memory cards, then he urges me to visit Lot #3.

   

 The frog pond is so dry, he walked on it!

   

 Tree climbing is important!

 

A brand new little pine tree. I wish it well. 

It's been so dry, I only spotted a couple of toadstools. I hope we get some!

I noticed several places where our bear has moved these rocks. They like the small critters and insects, and they have this mad need for food to last them during hibernation.

We made it back safely, this is where he chose to sit! It was lovely on the back deck on Sunday. I read my book.

 

Walkies on Crumbly Acres

I took a walk down to the frog pond. I hadn't been down there in ages, there was such deep snow. There were two things on the Spring To Do List: clean out the wood duck nest box at the frog pond, and set up the trailcam. Cinnamon came along for Walkies.

This old pine tree has had it. We'll see if it crumbles and/or tumbles. 

We have fun in the forest. I heard the owl, saw some owl mute. I hope she mates this year. These are both archive photos!

There are trees down everywhere. I can't lift them. maybe I'll get the reciprocal saw out. 

Back up at the house, he found a nice spot. I was working on Mamma Bear, and rilling bird feeders. Snow on Saturday, I'll wait to remove the plant coats. Plus it was below zero overnight.

The daffodils are beginning to show!

sunrise

March 19th it was 21 ℃ and I sat and read out front! It has cooled off since then.

In the night, this mysterious orb was shining! One must admit to wondering what the heck it was, at first. 

The spider web is back on the camera! 

I hope spidey goes back to sleep. It is -10℃ this morning! It's only 16℃ in the house, as the thermostat has an overnight setting. I am under a blanket with my coffee, but the furnace is on!

Walkies Part 1 the frog pond

 With the snow melt, and the Spring-like temperatures, I asked Cinnamon if he wanted 'WALKIES?' Of course he did! 

He wasn't sure where he wanted to go. We ended up going down to the frog pond. 

The meadow is open but the forest is warmer, where the trees gather the sun up and hoards it for its benefit. The snow loss is profound.

I love being able to see through the trees to see the greens in the wetland. 

The frog pond is quite wet. The native phragmities seem to think it is spring. There is a layer of ice under the rainfall.

I was going to take a photo for a non-mental note to remind me to clean out this wood duck nesting box. Then I spotted a tail wagging. He climbed up a leaning branch, and hoofed it up the tree. Can you see his hind quarters?!

Next, he thought he'd peek in under the baffling, which I have to reattach. Another non-mental note. I always remember these maintenance chores when I see them, but forget my tools.

My afternoon movie: Love in Zion National: A National Park Romance. Its scenery was amazing. I kept thinking of Gaelyn, and her time as a park ranger. She has lots of photos like of the scenery at Zion.

Nutmeg tried to watch the movie, but her silly brother, Cinnamon, tried to fit. Did she ever give him a dirty look!

This was the action. He really didn't fit well. We laughed.