Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Flower Close-Ups.





Which one do you like the best?  What one do you not care for?

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Fall

The Chickadees are flitting to and fro
The Plums are ripening by and by
The Maple leaves are turning orange
And the nuts are getting brown
I have a feeling that soon Fall
will be around...

Poem By: Kaylie Brown
September 1 , 09

Guess Whom?

Can you guess whom this might be?

The King of the river
A mighty fisher is he
He wears a collar around his neck
An augur that is quite long
He stirs to and fro
He is one of natures fellow hand.

Guess who I am?
( A Belted Kingfisher)

By: Kaylie Brown

A little information for you on the Belted Kingfisher-

A common waterside resident throughout North America, the Belted Kingfisher is often seen hovering before it plunges headfirst into water to catch a fish. It frequently announces its presence by its loud rattling cry.

  • The breeding distribution of the Belted Kingfisher is limited in some areas by the availability of suitable nesting sites. Human activity, such as road building and digging gravel pits, has created banks where kingfishers can nest and allowed the expansion of the breeding range.
  • The Belted Kingfisher is one of the few bird species in which the female is more brightly colored than the male. Among the 93 species of kingfishers, the sexes often look alike. In some species the male is more colorful, and in others the female is.
  • During breeding season the Belted Kingfisher pair defends a territory against other kingfishers. A territory along a stream includes just the streamed and the vegetation along it, and averages 1 km (0.6 mi) long.The nest burrow is usually in a dirt bank near water. The tunnel slopes upward from the entrance, perhaps to keep water from entering the nest. Tunnel length ranges from 30 to 250 cm (1 to 8 ft).

My Visitor

My Visitor

I walked outside along the brook
and in the bushes I did hear a stir,
surely I did not budge, eagerly
did I wait, patiently and knowingly
that something must come out
to see me. Suddenly, to my surprise
a young spotted fawn did come
out to play.

Poem By: Kaylie Brown
September 1, 09

Monday, August 31, 2009

I really like this saying and I just had to put it up.

A house with no books is like a body without a soul.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Marmot & Clouds


Mount Baker




Lastly, a beautiful sunset. I know you should NEVER point your camera directly into the sun, but this photo opp. was just way to hard to resist. Notice the swirly clouds!
Alpaca

Friday, August 28, 2009

The Goldfinch

Sometimes goldfinches one by one will drop From low-hung branhes; little space they stop, But sip, and twitter, and their feathers sleek, Then off at once, as in a wanton freak; Or perhaps, to show their black and golden wings; Pausing upon their yellow flutterings. By: John Keats

Thursday, August 27, 2009



Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Waterfall and Butterflys









Flowers and a Spiderweb









People Pictures

Anna 
Miss Anna Belle Babcock
Making a wish upon a wishing weed.

Claire Babcock (Claire and her sister Anna are so photogenic and such beautiful girls to photograph!) 
Neighbour Claire Babcock and Kaylie Brown

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

~Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life
Dear Readers and Viewers,

I was thinking to myself today how fast time really has been flying right by lately.  It's very hard to believe that I will be 16 in November.  Now that I am older and getting closer to college age I have been thinking about things and making big decisions.  The older one gets the more responsibilities he or she has.   I just want to tell everyone to please cherish and enjoy every moment and everything you do in your childhood because before too long you are an adult. We all have one life to live and when you think about it it really isn't that long... Live everyday to the fullest and please don't put something off just because tomorrow is another day. Do it today.

God Bless Everyone.

Sincerely,

Kaylie

Sunday, August 9, 2009

All sorts of things





The view from a hike, bees on thistle and lastly, me.