My goodness....This feels like the longest day in years. When Cliff and I were working we used to get up around five or five-thirty to start getting ready for work...feed the cats, pack our lunches, shower, and whatever else working people used to do. This morning I woke at 5:10 and didn't go back to sleep because I promised a dear friend I would pick her up in Blairsville where she was dropping off her Kia Soul at 7:30 to be cleaned and detailed. I showered, did my ten-minute yoga routine, made my oatmeal with chopped dates porridge, brushed teeth, took morning vitamins, got dressed and headed out the door by seven-forty. Felt like I should be going to work. Thank goodness I wasn't! Traffic was heavy as all the "worker bees" were heading to their job sites. I picked up Susan at Weavers Detail & Car Wash and she navigated me to her house up in the mountain and into the woods. Cliff responded to emergencies in Susan's neck-of-the-woods. He related the tales of twists, turns, and deeply rutted narrow gravel roads to the emergency calls. My house is over 1600 feet above sea level. Susan is over 2500 feet. On the back of her grocery list she drew me a map of how to get back down to a main road. On the way home I took one wrong turn then corrected when things didn't look familiar. Tomorrow morning I will pick her up at her house, if I find it again, and take her to Blairsville to pick up her clean Kia Soul. After dropping her off in Blairsville I know my way home. Also, don't need to get up at five.
Winter predictions can be made by observing nature, such as caterpillars. What do yellow caterpillars predict?
And my bat is still hanging out during the night. It'll be gone when the mosquitoes are gone. The hummingbirds will also be leaving in the next ten days. All the signs of autumn. Looks like my male isn't going to make it to Central America. This is the second time he hit the kitchen window. First time he laid in the window box until he restored and flew away. After that I hung decals on the window. Today I found him in the dirt under the flowers and sadly four hours later he's still there. So close to migrating south but not going. I've never had one fly into the kitchen window.
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