Saturday, August 31, 2013

Life of a Country Dog: Big Baron

Being the Big Dog on Campus means finding (or at least claiming) the gross stuff around here.
 Like a flattened Armadillo shell with skeleton.
 Sometimes it means killing (or at least claiming) snakes on the property.

 And letting Mom get photos of it.

Sometimes it means looking handsome and in charge.
 Or looking a bit silly and playful.
But it usually involves sleeping.

Half on/half off.
 A lot of sleeping.
Thank goodness for the doggie couch.
 And sleeping.
Resting his head on the spiral staircase.
And sleeping.
But always keeping a close watch on the bones.
All sporadic cell phone shots.
Linking to Camera Critters

Friday, August 30, 2013

More Turtles

I like our resident herd of Red-Eared Sliders.
From last fall/early winter

From late spring/early summer (a lot more algae on their shells)


BB's not very respectful of their sunning time or space.

A solo spot further out in the pond might be best.
Linking to Weekend Reflections

Thursday, August 29, 2013

One Gate

Lots to look at.
Double Creek Ranch on the right side.
 Lone Star in the center of the gate.
Old Scyene Line with a stagecoach cut-out across the ranch bar.
And a painted team steer roping scene on the left side.

Linking to Friday's Fences

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Whistlers on Wednesday 39

Dining solo?
 Oh, I see your mate, now...

Table for two after all.


Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Monday, August 26, 2013

Sometimes You Go Back for a Second Look

Driving towards town one morning, I saw a small passenger bus parked at the old grocery store and restaurant 'complex' (ha ha ha) in the tiny town (barely a slow down zone on the farm-to-market road) near us. I chuckled, drove on by, then did a U-turn, parked at the church across the road and snapped a few photos.
It was a Catholic church bus from Ennis, Texas (a town south of Dallas). But what struck me funny was it was towing a horseshoeing trailer behind it.
Now that would be a new twist on the 'cowboy church' craze, don't you think?*
*For those that may not be familiar with them, cowboy churches are congregations that welcome people to attend worship services that are informal without worrying about changing into your Sunday best clothes. A 'come-as-you-are' church - and in this case, maybe bring your horse for a new set of shoes.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Bug-Eaters Unite!

Last Sunday I shared my attempts at capturing an Eastern Kingbird as he flitted around the yard, catching bugs at dusk. Today I'll share a few more shots of him and a few of his friends, too.

Here's the Kingbird with a Scissor-Tailed Flycatcher
Let's add an Eastern Bluebird.
How about a couple of Bluebirds?
Those spots above them are bugs, and you can see the birds' heads turning to watch their prospective prey.
How about that Kingbird, 2 Bluebirds and 2 Flycatchers? Now we're talking a party!
Feeling sorry that the Kingbird doesn't have a mate?
Don't. He/She was there, too, just a bit further up the line.
A bit more standoffish, perhaps.
 Three pair of bug-eating birds sharing an evening at Run*A*Round. I like it!

Linking to The Bird D'Pot
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