Outside the window I see patches of snow on the brown frozen turf. Buds may be starting to swell on the deciduous shrubs and trees but it is too chilly to venture out to do yard work. It is getting close to spring and cabin fever is almost unbearable. I browsed through my albums and happened upon this picture. This summer photo of a Red-naped Sapsucker helped shake the winter blaaas.
Here we are after nearly forty years of marriage posing for a wedding picture.
Here’s a scanned slide that was taken 40 years ago. The drive down Leslie Gulch is one you’ll never forget. Every turn opens up a breathtaking view of eroded volcanic outcrops. The views are just as spectacular as those in National Parks and Monuments. On this trip I was privileged to view a Desert bighorn sheep (not in this photo).
This determined fox squirrel is hanging precariously on to an ear of corn. The corn is suspended from above by a spring. Many attempts were made before the squirrel learned how to get at the corn. It would drop a kernel or two of corn to the ground and then go down and eat them. This little guy provided us with many hours of enjoyment as we watched it’s aerial maneuvers.
While going through my old slides I came across this photo of a golden-mantled ground squirrel. I like these little guys and want to share this photo with you. This picture was taken 41 years ago.
Here’s a photo of me holding great grandaughter Finley’s hand. What a contrast this is in size!
I browsed through some of my old photo files the other day and came across this old slide. This is my son Jim fourty-one years ago. We were into rock climbing and here he is practicing repelling. This brought back old memories. Forty some years ago we had scaled several notable mountain peaks including Castle Peak in the White Clouds, Mt. Borah, Idaho’s highest peak, Mt. Teewinot, the sixth highest peak in the Teton range, plus many rock outcrops and ledges.
I have thousands of photo slides stashed away most of which I haven’t seen for decades. It’s a difficult job to sort through box after box of forgotten slides to find photos to show friends and family. One answer to the problem is to digitize them and sort them into folders for easy access. The above photo is an example of a scanned slide. My big problem ahead is how do I go about scanning ten thousand slides? I am using a Wolverine 35mm film to digital converter. Four slides are placed in a rack and moved through the device. It takes just seconds to scan each slide. As simple as the process is I’m afraid that I will have a very long white beard before I get all of my slides processed.
My granddaughter dropped by a few days ago with her brand new baby. This called for a four-generation photo. From left to right is great granddaughter Finley Peterson, daughter Patricia Chapman, granddaughter Jennifer Peterson, and father, grandfather, great grandfather Alfred Larson. The youngest person in the photo is 16 days old and the oldest is approximately 32,903 days old.
The recent wild fire that recently revaged through the Prairie, ID area raised havoc with many of my nestboxes. Thirty-nine of my boxes were destroyed in the fire. All that is left of them are a few screws and nails scattered about in the ash at the base of charred tree trunks.
I would like to mount replacement nestboxes on the same trees that are left standing. But will these trees recover from the damage? Will the land owner salvage these trees for lumber and firewood? Most of these lost boxes were used every year by bluebirds, a few house wrens and tree swallows. Once in a while I would find a pine squirrel, flying squirrel or a chipmunk nesting in a box. I must come up with a plan before next year’s migrants arrive.
This thunderhead was rising in the east just as the sun was setting in the west. I could hear thunder in that direction so the cloud was aptly named. It was advancing from the southeast but stopped when the leading edge reached overhead. I guess there will be no rain here this evening.