The day was spent standing or stretching out with ice and/or heat. When I was up, I washed the pots and pans that awaited in the sink, read email/blogs at the kitchen counter, and kept an eye on the birds. A hawk stopped by, but left with empty talons. It was too quick for me to photograph. 

The hardest part of the day was missing writers group tonight.

Here’s another slideshow so you can see some different visitors, most of these only show up at the feeders in winter:

Image Courtesy of Vintage Workshop

The blonde hair in this image reminds me of my youngest granddaughter, lovingly nicknamed Baby Z. I teased my daughter that this must be the last one, she’s exhausted the alphabet. She’ll probably prove me wrong and start using Roman Numerals or Greek to name her children. 

I recently got a “smart” phone…you know, smarter than me, right? And it was the smartest thing I ever did, because today I received my first video: Baby Z walking a few steps across the kitchen, from one sister to another while Mama captured it. 

I shared the video on my Facebook page, you can find me under “Patti Suzi’sMom Jarrett” if you’d like to see it.

There is therefore now no condemnation
for those who are in Christ;
Who walk not according to the flesh,
but walk according to the Spirit. 

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You can find more info here and here. And here’s a link to the post I wrote about it last year. 

Please consider participating. It’s good for the birds, and you might find a new hobby while you’re at it. Fifteen minutes is all the time required. 

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How can you resist?  

Here in the U.S., Wednesday is the day that falls in the middle of the week, and lovingly designated as “hump” day. Once we get over the hump, the school/work week is on a downhill slide to the weekend. 

I have a pretty big hump to overcome today, so I’ll be along later to see what you’ve been up to. Leave the light on for me! 

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In the meantime, I’ll be watching my buddies out the kitchen window. 

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As one leaves the Appalachian mountains in western Virginia, crosses the Piedmont heading for the coast, one does not expect to find yet another mountain on the coastal plain.

The end of January, I beckoned you to come and sit on a park bench overlooking a beautiful lake, and am finally getting around to sharing the history of that location with you.  

The city website describes Mount Trashmore as a world-renowned park for its environmental factor. True to its name, it was created by compacting solid waste and clean soil. If you click the previous link, you can see an aerial view of the park. It lies adjacent to I-264, the expressway to the oceanfront. This link shows the skateboard center, and gives the history of the park that opened in 1978. 

Most anyone who lived in Virginia Beach in 1992 remembers the April Fool’s joke by a local radio station’s DJs. It was announced on-air that Mount Trashmore was on the verge of exploding from methane gas buildup. Callers lit up the 911 switchboards, parents kept children home from school, and people fled the vicinity. The April Fool link takes you to an article that describes that day and the repercussions affecting the DJs and the station. Who says nothing happens at the beach during the off-season? 

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Hem your day, morning and night.
Chat with the Lord, your God
Who will turn darkness to light.

 Luke 1:78-79 because of the tender mercy of our God, whereby the sunrise shall visit us from on high to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.”