Friday, 19 January 2018

New boots!

How many pairs of boots do you have?! I started counting and was quite embarrassed.

 I had four pairs. Two dress pairs, with heels, that are becoming increasingly uncomfortable as I age. A tall pair to wear with dresses, which need an insert. I haven't worn them all year.  The last pair I use when I snowshoe, or muck about elsewhere. This last pair has a hole. These old (going into town) boots have a hole where the seams had ripped. I use hubby's duck boots on the back deck. (P.S. Tree frog was singing, again, this morning. We're going to have to shop for some bugs.)

We have different terrain on our property, and it calls for different boots. I have another big gum boot, lined, for wetland walkies.  You can see hubby with HIS gum boots in the wetland. He got a soaker, as did I, that day! [Talking a walk in (not 'on') the watery bog] I have snowmobile boots, but they were hurting my Achilles tendon.

Hubby has offered to go into town shopping, but I loathe shopping. Especially up to Christmas!
This is a simple tale. Out buying suet for the birds, I was quite excited to find some boots, on sale at 40% off. I tend to wait until serendipity strikes. And it did!
They are amazing.  These are warm down to -30 C., which is nothing to sneeze at around here. They were $160, but I'll get so much use out of them!

They have these little doohickeys you can flip down with their key, or your normal key, which gives studs for traction.  They are really great: made overseas. With our freezing rain, and slippery sidewalks, they are going to be amazing!

Of course, the bonus? A big boot box for the cats! Hooper kept putting his paw through the hole in the end of the box... what a joker.

End of tale!

Thursday, 18 January 2018

BIrd feeder, front window, and tennis action

It's been busy around here, what with cold temperatures and snowfall, and melts. We've been experimenting with suet feeders. This one lasts longer, it seems, than our other one.

It's quite user-friendly, as you remove the jute, take it over to the hanger, hang it up, then slide off the cover. No mess on one's hands!

The red squirrel was trying to get the last remnants of the suet out of the bag. They have wicked teeth!

Then there is the single male cardinal. I love watching him. He tends to visit more reliably at dusk and early dawn. Not great for photos, but he is a fine looking bird. You can watch how he manipulates the seed. At the end of the video, the deer are around looking for seed under the feeders.
Cardinal from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Hooper like watching the birds from the window. You can see the bulbs I've planted [Kitty play time] and recall they were digging in the dirt. Hubby looked all over town for river stone, to stop him from digging in the container. He found some aquarium stone.

Back to tennis. It's terribly hot. It's quite stressful on the athletes, I'm sure. The man, for some reason, play up to 5 games, the women three. I think three is much more sensible. It shouldn't be a marathon, but a tennis competition.

 Hooper is a fan.  He doesn't have a favourite... 
Hooper tennis from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

We watched Shapovalov, and the two beefy men on his team, with the little koala mascot in front of them! So cute. I forget that Chapeau, as they call him, is only 18. He's intense. His name is quite the attention getter as sports announcers seem to either forget trying, or neglect to research the pronunciation. It's there on YouTube. I think it only respectful to try and get someone's name correct, especially if you are in media. As a teacher, I worked very hard on this.

Anyway, once outdoors, I noticed we have a mouse hole, which I shall have to fill sometime! It's there, under the middle of the bench, under the window. Three cats, indeed!

Deer count, 17?

I lost count, but I thought there were 17. At 1:26 one came in and whuffed, and cleared the feeders!
Backyard deer from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

These two young bucks were having a merry battle! They weren't serious, and mating season is over. Soon they shall lose their antlers. It's interesting that they were all together, as usually the males and females travel in separate groups.
Backyard deer bucks from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Wednesday, 17 January 2018

Breakfast and bucks

It's been cold, with light snow today and yesterday. The Weather Network radar and the government N.A. satellite were a bit of a mystery! In fact, my 2nd (newer) trailcam hasn't been working either. It's just been too cold!

We've been watching the Australian Open Tennis, but it's tricky with the time difference. I write my blogs in the a.m., we usually tape the games that go after 9 p.m., then watch them over breakfast and coffee! Annie likes JB's no dairy or yeast bread. Daisy is just spoiling for a fight. She needs to get out and play. Poor Hooper will even eat crumbs.
In the meantime, I cannot access any Social Media, as people tend to give the tennis scores!

Back to the main thread of my post...
The deer are appearing at the feeders, were up to 12 at a time. This is our regular momma/yearling pair. She's a big one. She watches us carefully, and closely. She has burrs, or something, on her coat, and I want to give her a good brushing! That is facetious, as they simply aren't that tame.
doe, a deer from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
I'm fondly looking forward to seeing the bucks in the yard. We had a pair of (about) 3-year-olds all this week.
Here he was in the front yard, this is out the living room window. I'm thinking these are all deer from the same family, as normally the does hang out together and the bucks in their own winter yards.
The tines are interesting, as they are many, but very small. He is an 8-point, as they count them this way.

On Sunday evening, I spotted this buck.  The bucks, especially the big ones, usually travel here between dusk and dawn until real winter sets in.
It appears his one brow tine has been smucked sideways. We'll have to keep an eye out for him. It looks like blood on his antler, as well.
They can get into trouble, in arguments with fences, and trees, and one another, but they are due to shed their antlers any day now and grow a new pair in spring.

1. buck from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
2. Buck from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

There is good old Tigger, haven't seen him yet this year. He'd be 8 this summer. I've followed his progress all these years, fall of 2010. He was a young 'un our first year here. He had a twin, as well. His twin (we never named him!) was much more shy. Tigger would bounce up to us, a happy lad,  wasn't as afraid as the other ones.
Tigger last Spring
Also, Jake. We can tell them apart by their behaviour, the shape of their antlers, and their tine counts. Jake was pretty new visiting us, and very skittish. I hope to see them this year. A client was proudly JB the buck he'd shot during the hunting season. sigh. I liked Jake!

Tuesday, 16 January 2018

It is winter...

This blog is like my day book, sort of a day-behind-blog. It's been bitterly cold.

Despite this, I have been having lovely walks. One simply has to dress for it.

I found a branch where Bambi has been rubbing his antlers. Do you like my  gloves?! Most warm in these temperatures, and handy when I'm changing up the trailcam SD cards.

The snow is powdery, and light. The forest dappled. I followed the deer tracks. The wetland looks so bright in the sunshine.

Sure enough, on the edge of the island in the wetland, it's not quite frozen over, despite our horridly cold temperatures. You can see where the deer have examined the hole. They are headed to the neighbour's property, and his nice stands of protective forest.

The snow tells tales. I saw a coyote on my walk Saturday. There are a lot of rabbit tracks, and the coyote is after it, or the rodents, I'm sure.

The snow paints such lovely images on the trees.

Down at the dock, the critters slumber under the frozen water, ice and snow. We've had a major melt, then a sudden freeze. I only had my videocamera and the photos aren't that great, but you can see the sparkling crystals. We anticipate another warm-up this weekend. I don't think it is good for flora or fauna!

Off into town to pick up a map in Carleton Place, hubby loves his maps. I noticed the poor flag has a major hole in it.

In the dusk, the deer are active, knowing the danged hoomans are going to bed!

One of my goldfish has a tumour. Poor thing.

We've been watching tennis. Hooper is a fan. We have three Canadians in the Aussie Tournie. Chapovalov [cha'-poh-fall-ov], Raonic [ray-on-itch], and Bouchard.