<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144</id><updated>2012-02-18T07:29:34.572-05:00</updated><category term='Sanibel'/><category term='Cheyenne Canyon'/><category term='NSRA'/><category term='Royal Gorge Helicopter Ride'/><category term='Black-necked Stilts'/><category term='Shih Tzu'/><category term='Corkscrew Swamp'/><category term='White Pelican'/><category term='Belted Kingfisher'/><category term='Daniel Boone Homestead'/><category term='Florida soft shelled turtle'/><category term='Parker Lakes'/><category term='Fox Squirrel'/><category term='Yellow Warbler'/><category term='Florida Pine Snake'/><category term='Tree Frog'/><category term='columbine'/><category term='Reddish Egret'/><category term='Dark-eyed Junco'/><category term='Marco Island'/><category term='Geocaching'/><category term='Black Skimmer'/><category term='Gadwall'/><category term='Bushtit'/><category term='Biggar Farms'/><category term='quilting'/><category term='Downy Woodpecker'/><category term='Tree Swallow'/><category term='Life List'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Cedar Key'/><category term='Shalom Park'/><category term='Shades of Green'/><category term='MacMillan Mine'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Cripple Creek'/><category term='OTOW Unique Birders'/><category term='Scrub Jay'/><category term='Meadowlark'/><category term='hummingbird'/><category term='Baby Crow'/><category term='Epcot'/><category term='Sunset on Fort Myers Beach'/><category term='Deer'/><category term='Mountain Bluebird'/><category term='Canon T2i'/><category term='Muskrat'/><category term='Broad-tailed Hummingbird'/><category term='Six Mile Cypress Slough'/><category term='Homosassa Springs'/><category term='Osprey'/><category term='Northern Parula'/><category term='Austin Bluffs Park'/><category term='Fort Jackson'/><category term='Yellow-bellied Marmot'/><category term='Kure Beach'/><category term='Ft. 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Cutler'/><category term='Stack and Wack'/><category term='Skyline Drive'/><category term='backyard pond'/><category term='Yellow-bellied Sapsucker'/><category term='Marmot'/><category term='Baby Alligator'/><category term='One block Wonder'/><category term='Eastern Bluebird'/><category term='Rainbow Springs State Park'/><category term='Lynchburg TN'/><category term='National Quilt Museum'/><category term='Wood Stork'/><category term='Bullock&apos;s Oriole'/><category term='Pulpit Rock'/><category term='Battleship North Carolina'/><category term='Air Plant'/><category term='Pickle Ball'/><category term='Rose'/><category term='coyote'/><category term='Blues City Deli'/><category term='The Crags'/><category term='Tri-colored Heron'/><category term='Skeleton Bandits'/><category term='Paducah KY'/><category term='Jack Daniel&apos;s'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Wild Birds Unlimited'/><category term='Tree of Gold'/><category term='Crocodile'/><title type='text'>Parker's Barkers</title><subtitle type='html'>I don't take beautiful pictures, I take pictures of beautiful things.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>288</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-6381592319347387907</id><published>2012-02-17T09:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T09:49:44.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peregrine Falcon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hooded Merganser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red-tailed Hawk'/><title type='text'>While we were out and about...</title><content type='html'>We always have our eyes peeled for interesting birds. Bill spotted this hawk on his way home from the flying field one morning. After checking my various references, we've decided it's a young Red-tailed Hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WSFlfV_mxSE/Tz5kiK7pCyI/AAAAAAAAGV4/P8jPOmX7nPg/s1600/hawk_6063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WSFlfV_mxSE/Tz5kiK7pCyI/AAAAAAAAGV4/P8jPOmX7nPg/s400/hawk_6063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111915765205794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stripes on the tail are seen in juvenile Red-tailed Hawks. The signature red appears in adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7OdSff2osQ/Tz5kWfAfyWI/AAAAAAAAGVo/coFgGUQU3NM/s1600/hawk_6065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7OdSff2osQ/Tz5kWfAfyWI/AAAAAAAAGVo/coFgGUQU3NM/s400/hawk_6065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111714995849570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was a handsome specimen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMq9kmzWPB8/Tz5kS2mP62I/AAAAAAAAGVc/Qd1cXrBpLgw/s1600/goat_5264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMq9kmzWPB8/Tz5kS2mP62I/AAAAAAAAGVc/Qd1cXrBpLgw/s400/goat_5264.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111652608732002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unlike this goat that looks like parts and pieces assembled from other animals. We found him on the farm where the Sandhill Cranes and the Whooping Crane are spending the winter. I had to edit the picture just a bit as he was unusually happy to see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZOHtRk8Q3o/Tz5kSJllb2I/AAAAAAAAGVU/LwxsIg__PHQ/s1600/frog_5874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZOHtRk8Q3o/Tz5kSJllb2I/AAAAAAAAGVU/LwxsIg__PHQ/s400/frog_5874.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111640526352226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After an unusually heavy rain, Ray went looking for snakes but found this cute little guy on the side of the house instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtxvz_MO_Ds/Tz5kQvNhnlI/AAAAAAAAGVE/7Hc0LivPqx8/s1600/falcon_6048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtxvz_MO_Ds/Tz5kQvNhnlI/AAAAAAAAGVE/7Hc0LivPqx8/s400/falcon_6048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111616266247762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our trip to Daytona, we saw this Peregrine Falcon on the side of a high-rise motel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSOrvvFDHXE/Tz5kPNL8sHI/AAAAAAAAGU4/9p-rfv8a8BY/s1600/falcon_6041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSOrvvFDHXE/Tz5kPNL8sHI/AAAAAAAAGU4/9p-rfv8a8BY/s400/falcon_6041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111589952958578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only other sighting of a Peregrine Falcon I've ever had (Fort Myers Beach) - he was also on the side of a motel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_weLk2LcEk/Tz5jti7b8FI/AAAAAAAAGUw/u0iCqX_I84I/s1600/Hooded%2BMerganser_5955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_weLk2LcEk/Tz5jti7b8FI/AAAAAAAAGUw/u0iCqX_I84I/s400/Hooded%2BMerganser_5955.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111011673731154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love ducks so I was pleased when we spotted these beautiful Hooded Mergansers in a local pond. These are the males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SS3tthvYv8M/Tz5jtUbA_BI/AAAAAAAAGUU/VIzVtnEQ4ls/s1600/Hooded%2BMerganser_f_5958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SS3tthvYv8M/Tz5jtUbA_BI/AAAAAAAAGUU/VIzVtnEQ4ls/s400/Hooded%2BMerganser_f_5958.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710111007779650578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the female swimming close by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-6381592319347387907?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6381592319347387907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=6381592319347387907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6381592319347387907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6381592319347387907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/02/while-we-were-out-and-about.html' title='While we were out and about...'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WSFlfV_mxSE/Tz5kiK7pCyI/AAAAAAAAGV4/P8jPOmX7nPg/s72-c/hawk_6063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-635454580689461187</id><published>2012-02-15T17:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T19:50:08.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paynes Pairie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savannah Sparrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catbird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow-rumped Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Sparrow'/><title type='text'>Paynes Prairie</title><content type='html'>Bill, Terri, Ray and I visited Paynes Prairie during their visit to Florida. The day was chilly and there was fog and smoke in the air - so pictures were a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gN2KplCHL0/Tzw5uia2jbI/AAAAAAAAGT8/C2YwNxKW7_c/s1600/warbler_5940.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gN2KplCHL0/Tzw5uia2jbI/AAAAAAAAGT8/C2YwNxKW7_c/s400/warbler_5940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501899275144626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Yellow-rumped Warblers are plentiful - but this one was showing his colors, so I had to snap his picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otE1WAP-9dw/Tzw5m5FkFLI/AAAAAAAAGTs/DBKx7N5E-QA/s1600/Song%2BSparrow_5944.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otE1WAP-9dw/Tzw5m5FkFLI/AAAAAAAAGTs/DBKx7N5E-QA/s400/Song%2BSparrow_5944.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501767920915634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;There were several varieties of Sparrows; this one is a Song Sparrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1cUdw2PMTA/Tzw5ldb3URI/AAAAAAAAGTk/UpGyMrprBxk/s1600/Savannah%2BSparrow_5890.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1cUdw2PMTA/Tzw5ldb3URI/AAAAAAAAGTk/UpGyMrprBxk/s400/Savannah%2BSparrow_5890.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501743318389010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;...and this one is a Savannah Sparrow. I would never have seen this little fellow with his natural &lt;/span&gt;camouflage - but there was another birder with a spotting scope aimed at the prairie grasses by the walkway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaMaDXg_jOE/Tzw5lEFzwvI/AAAAAAAAGTU/Wc29ARZ9xVs/s1600/cowboy_5894.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaMaDXg_jOE/Tzw5lEFzwvI/AAAAAAAAGTU/Wc29ARZ9xVs/s400/cowboy_5894.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501736514994930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were two very large bison who came too near to the trail so this cowboy came to the rescue and tried to herd them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnxhuZj59E0/Tzw5kjkvdII/AAAAAAAAGTI/6kQ0goy6AoQ/s1600/cowboy_5896.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnxhuZj59E0/Tzw5kjkvdII/AAAAAAAAGTI/6kQ0goy6AoQ/s400/cowboy_5896.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501727786366082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They weren't too sure they wanted to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKYr43Ter6E/Tzw5j6q7xXI/AAAAAAAAGS8/HO2cA60iKOA/s1600/cowboy_5902.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKYr43Ter6E/Tzw5j6q7xXI/AAAAAAAAGS8/HO2cA60iKOA/s400/cowboy_5902.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501716806485362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But our hero prevailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_ZYV9KwILo/Tzw4-WDneDI/AAAAAAAAGSs/jXv-LK2de98/s1600/cowbird_6055.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_ZYV9KwILo/Tzw4-WDneDI/AAAAAAAAGSs/jXv-LK2de98/s400/cowbird_6055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501071322740786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brown-headed Cowbirds are nasty birds - loud and dirty - but this one was almost pretty sitting in the grass by my open car window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GWxLsgBsfQ/Tzw49a7KCsI/AAAAAAAAGSk/eOxWvdNcgWc/s1600/Catbird_5881.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GWxLsgBsfQ/Tzw49a7KCsI/AAAAAAAAGSk/eOxWvdNcgWc/s400/Catbird_5881.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501055449565890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spotted this Catbird by the entrance to the La Chua Trail. These birds usually stay hidden in the bushes - so it is rare that I can get a decent picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5smTYV-0Lwg/Tzw49KmqZpI/AAAAAAAAGSU/frei_JOYbtY/s1600/blackbird_5946.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5smTYV-0Lwg/Tzw49KmqZpI/AAAAAAAAGSU/frei_JOYbtY/s400/blackbird_5946.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501051068638866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a Red-winged Blackbird. It's either a female or a young male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5gwJKLq8lM/Tzw48V7OkOI/AAAAAAAAGSM/Kh5qcmeW1Vw/s1600/blackbird_5910.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t5gwJKLq8lM/Tzw48V7OkOI/AAAAAAAAGSM/Kh5qcmeW1Vw/s400/blackbird_5910.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501036927815906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another female Red-winged Blackbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UflOMOUlOsI/Tzw47_IsrbI/AAAAAAAAGR8/pMTahqKgsuI/s1600/blackbird_5908.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UflOMOUlOsI/Tzw47_IsrbI/AAAAAAAAGR8/pMTahqKgsuI/s400/blackbird_5908.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709501030810299826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And still another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qMwxvuN-sGE/TzxRpoYH0MI/AAAAAAAAGUI/jHs4EieDfeQ/s1600/IMG_6126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qMwxvuN-sGE/TzxRpoYH0MI/AAAAAAAAGUI/jHs4EieDfeQ/s400/IMG_6126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709528203254026434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we are Fort Jackson in South Carolina for grandson Nathan's graduation from boot camp. Nate - we are very proud of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-635454580689461187?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/635454580689461187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=635454580689461187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/635454580689461187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/635454580689461187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/02/paynes-prairie.html' title='Paynes Prairie'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gN2KplCHL0/Tzw5uia2jbI/AAAAAAAAGT8/C2YwNxKW7_c/s72-c/warbler_5940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-3007631416639946989</id><published>2012-02-13T14:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T14:57:02.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daytona Beach'/><title type='text'>Gull Girl at Daytona Beach</title><content type='html'>Bill's sister, Terri and her hubby Ray have been visiting us from wintry Colorado for the last 10 days and we've had lots of adventures. Neither of them had ever seen the Atlantic Ocean, so we took a road trip across Route #40 to Ormond and Daytona Beaches. The day was chilly, so we drove our car up the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--h51WtLqo_c/Tzln38JscLI/AAAAAAAAGPM/jSA2a5MMYIA/s1600/gull%2Bgirl_6002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--h51WtLqo_c/Tzln38JscLI/AAAAAAAAGPM/jSA2a5MMYIA/s400/gull%2Bgirl_6002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708708213406068914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've named her "Gull Girl." She decided it was a good idea to feed the lovely birds. She had a large bag of bread and cookies to share with her feathered friends. Aren't they wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LB9DXncumPE/Tzln4LBKz1I/AAAAAAAAGPc/z_QCLd9nUt8/s1600/gull%2Bgirl-6006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LB9DXncumPE/Tzln4LBKz1I/AAAAAAAAGPc/z_QCLd9nUt8/s400/gull%2Bgirl-6006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708708217396842322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One giant toss of crumbs in the air and they were everywhere! They landed in her hair, pecked the bag and screamed in her ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LtiFed_hiz0/Tzln47bTm5I/AAAAAAAAGPk/8NU0qNzUD4c/s1600/gull%2Bgirl_6023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LtiFed_hiz0/Tzln47bTm5I/AAAAAAAAGPk/8NU0qNzUD4c/s400/gull%2Bgirl_6023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708708230391372690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make them go away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-3007631416639946989?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3007631416639946989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=3007631416639946989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3007631416639946989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3007631416639946989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/02/gull-girl-at-daytona-beach.html' title='Gull Girl at Daytona Beach'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--h51WtLqo_c/Tzln38JscLI/AAAAAAAAGPM/jSA2a5MMYIA/s72-c/gull%2Bgirl_6002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-1517495652064856934</id><published>2012-02-02T00:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T12:29:51.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Log Cabin Star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stack and Wack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric bowl'/><title type='text'>Still Sewing</title><content type='html'>I don't want you all to think I haven't been quilting lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ug5fRu0b73k/Tyq10rlDjYI/AAAAAAAAGOc/3O3nVK7jl4k/s1600/log%2Bcabin%2Bstar%2Bquilt_5862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ug5fRu0b73k/Tyq10rlDjYI/AAAAAAAAGOc/3O3nVK7jl4k/s400/log%2Bcabin%2Bstar%2Bquilt_5862.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571794674126210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Log Cabin Star quilt came back from the long arm quilter and I'm working to finish the binding. Vicki Cooley did the quilting and it's beautiful! The quilt is large enough for a queen-sized bed but I haven't decided which of our beds it will live on - or if it will stay in Florida or head to Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_7t4WeRHQE/Tyq10SYrQgI/AAAAAAAAGOQ/GD8Njc8Dck8/s1600/block_5858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_7t4WeRHQE/Tyq10SYrQgI/AAAAAAAAGOQ/GD8Njc8Dck8/s400/block_5858.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571787911315970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vicki works on an older long arm machine - so everything is manual. It's obvious she knows what she is doing! She is the guest speaker at our next quilt meeting and I'm excited to learn from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19liRgosWiw/Tyq1zzJd9tI/AAAAAAAAGOE/pdV8CHKvMfo/s1600/quilt_5863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19liRgosWiw/Tyq1zzJd9tI/AAAAAAAAGOE/pdV8CHKvMfo/s400/quilt_5863.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571779526031058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister, Beth, helped me sandwich and pin baste this Stack-N-Wack while she was here visiting. I did some simple stitch-in-the-ditch quilting - per her directions - and I'm pretty happy with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A28UcJ1c5so/Tyq1zv6WCxI/AAAAAAAAGN4/oIEJC-_aNdI/s1600/star%2Bblock_5865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A28UcJ1c5so/Tyq1zv6WCxI/AAAAAAAAGN4/oIEJC-_aNdI/s400/star%2Bblock_5865.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571778657291026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not perfect, but it's sure better than I've done in the past! The colors are all me - but the quilt will be Bill's lap quilt until I get his Bargello made. He selected all the fabric and picked the Bargello pattern - I just have to learn how to do it! I'm going to practice on place-mats first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6X3M3AerFac/Tyq1ie5E-lI/AAAAAAAAGNg/kM3b__i5q7E/s1600/frog%2Bquilt_5867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6X3M3AerFac/Tyq1ie5E-lI/AAAAAAAAGNg/kM3b__i5q7E/s400/frog%2Bquilt_5867.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571482030799442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my completed frog quilt that I machine quilted BEFORE my sister's lessons and I'm not happy with the results. I started in the middle, but tried to quilt around each block separately instead of sewing across the quilt to stabilize it first. I also did not sandwich it correctly and did not put any where near enough pins in. But the quilt is nice and comfy and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth showed me how to clamp the sandwiched quilt to my cutting table and pin the three layers in rows from the center out placing the special safety pins about 3 inches apart (or the width of your hand). It sure made machine quilting easier - and no more puckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KaEviSILsaM/Tyq1hpXHAgI/AAAAAAAAGNY/Qzogbh7UC8E/s1600/quilt_5859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KaEviSILsaM/Tyq1hpXHAgI/AAAAAAAAGNY/Qzogbh7UC8E/s400/quilt_5859.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571467661246978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You all remember my "quilt from hell." I had it long arm quilted with darker thread to try and blend in the bright yellow - and I'm fairly pleased with the results. The colors are still outside my comfort zone - but it's not terrible - unless you ask Bill. He doesn't like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6TWszTqmyo/Tyq1hGvhE8I/AAAAAAAAGNI/JPlSnJ2jvw8/s1600/quilt_5861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A6TWszTqmyo/Tyq1hGvhE8I/AAAAAAAAGNI/JPlSnJ2jvw8/s400/quilt_5861.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571458368377794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The quilting is a circle design which I think compliments the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lgz_Yljx9S8/Tyq1gymzLiI/AAAAAAAAGM4/82KfSIZ7sYI/s1600/bowl_5871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lgz_Yljx9S8/Tyq1gymzLiI/AAAAAAAAGM4/82KfSIZ7sYI/s400/bowl_5871.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571452963106338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little local quilt group issued a challenge to make a bowl and this is my project. Kinda fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGBstv9kG8o/Tyq1glP4bII/AAAAAAAAGMw/ipVeE-_kLkY/s1600/chair_5869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGBstv9kG8o/Tyq1glP4bII/AAAAAAAAGMw/ipVeE-_kLkY/s400/chair_5869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704571449377320066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bill needed arm covers and a head rest for his chair - so I've been busy designing and sewing them. If anyone EVER tries to sell you white chairs - run away quickly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-1517495652064856934?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1517495652064856934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=1517495652064856934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1517495652064856934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1517495652064856934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/02/still-sewing.html' title='Still Sewing'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ug5fRu0b73k/Tyq10rlDjYI/AAAAAAAAGOc/3O3nVK7jl4k/s72-c/log%2Bcabin%2Bstar%2Bquilt_5862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-452940042043719862</id><published>2012-01-29T19:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T07:15:52.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art quilt'/><title type='text'>Rainbow Springs State Park</title><content type='html'>One of the last adventures Bill and I took with sister Beth before she left was to Rainbow Springs State Park to show Beth the headwaters of the crystal clear Rainbow River. The river is formed by a first magnitude spring, ranked fourth in the state for volume of discharge - 600 million gallons of water every day. The Rainbow River flows for 6 beautiful miles before merging with the Withlacoochee River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm0hcLmw2Yk/TyXk_ELwFGI/AAAAAAAAGMM/uckrA0zjSIs/s1600/Rainbow%2BSprings_5846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm0hcLmw2Yk/TyXk_ELwFGI/AAAAAAAAGMM/uckrA0zjSIs/s400/Rainbow%2BSprings_5846.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703216275240522850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture does not do justice to the beauty of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdrl19rLZ3U/TyXk_wTPBXI/AAAAAAAAGMU/Oqq1fkHMp2E/s1600/squirrel_5841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdrl19rLZ3U/TyXk_wTPBXI/AAAAAAAAGMU/Oqq1fkHMp2E/s400/squirrel_5841.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703216287083070834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the cute creatures that calls the park home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pb7T3Hm2COM/TyXk-xst33I/AAAAAAAAGL8/fohx0QJaisA/s1600/Beth_5824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pb7T3Hm2COM/TyXk-xst33I/AAAAAAAAGL8/fohx0QJaisA/s400/Beth_5824.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703216270278516594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister Beth. Before she headed north, back to her winter home in NC, she helped me with my quilting - showing me how to paper piece, sew curves and properly baste a quilt to machine quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth is a long time quilter and brought several of her projects to share with me and my local quilting friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAicNqk2mrU/TyfX1w2ziNI/AAAAAAAAGMk/yD3yIhxSnXY/s1600/Serengetti%2BLions%2Bat%2BPatricia%2527s%2BQuilt%2BShow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAicNqk2mrU/TyfX1w2ziNI/AAAAAAAAGMk/yD3yIhxSnXY/s400/Serengetti%2BLions%2Bat%2BPatricia%2527s%2BQuilt%2BShow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703764771735832786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was blown away with her art quilts - especially her Serengeti Lions. I stole this picture from her blog at http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/. This 60" x 45" quilt began as a picture that her daughter, Lisa took while in Africa. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great visit and I hope she'll come back again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-452940042043719862?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/452940042043719862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=452940042043719862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/452940042043719862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/452940042043719862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/rainbow-springs-state-park.html' title='Rainbow Springs State Park'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm0hcLmw2Yk/TyXk_ELwFGI/AAAAAAAAGMM/uckrA0zjSIs/s72-c/Rainbow%2BSprings_5846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8950633618375561774</id><published>2012-01-29T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T09:19:30.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purple Gallinule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marbled Godwit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anhinga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Springs State Park'/><title type='text'>Totally Random Leftovers</title><content type='html'>Sitting here this morning editing my disk, I found several pictures that I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU-49tTZvic/TyVRBh4z1SI/AAAAAAAAGLo/4Nm5qpBWNLE/s1600/flower_5208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU-49tTZvic/TyVRBh4z1SI/AAAAAAAAGLo/4Nm5qpBWNLE/s400/flower_5208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703053589852968226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just pretty flowers. I took this picture on one of our trips to Rainbow Springs State Park. Finding this picture reminded me that we wanted to take Beth there during her visit. Since today is her last day here, maybe we'll head over to the park this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPS1bSlu7aA/TyVQ7OyJhFI/AAAAAAAAGLc/vsvbW5eslbY/s1600/falls_5213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPS1bSlu7aA/TyVQ7OyJhFI/AAAAAAAAGLc/vsvbW5eslbY/s400/falls_5213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703053481645540434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was also taken at Rainbow Springs. I was playing with my camera settings to make the water look silky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU-RGXiDM1Y/TyVQ63adIBI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/RhZSvFQRd-M/s1600/birds_5344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU-RGXiDM1Y/TyVQ63adIBI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/RhZSvFQRd-M/s400/birds_5344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703053475372146706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of my pictures from Cedar Key. I was looking for a better picture of the American Avocets - and discovered this one with an identifiable Marbled Godwit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Y0Jv0LB2Ps/TyVQ6bSCTBI/AAAAAAAAGLE/jrH6bqxVPwY/s1600/Anhinga_5804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Y0Jv0LB2Ps/TyVQ6bSCTBI/AAAAAAAAGLE/jrH6bqxVPwY/s400/Anhinga_5804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703053467820641298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day we took Beth to Leesburg so she could see a Purple Gallinule - and that's where I took this picture of an Anhinga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_jtFlrbCCI/TyVQ6GqKDKI/AAAAAAAAGK0/38-jD9FeVCk/s1600/Purple%2BGallinule_5799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_jtFlrbCCI/TyVQ6GqKDKI/AAAAAAAAGK0/38-jD9FeVCk/s400/Purple%2BGallinule_5799.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703053462284668066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both Beth and I took lots of pictures of the Purple Gallinules. They are one of my favorite Florida birds and a Life Bird for Beth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybXzfJwNa2U/TyVQ54K5LVI/AAAAAAAAGKs/-QDrSPytC2A/s1600/Canada%2BGoose_5803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybXzfJwNa2U/TyVQ54K5LVI/AAAAAAAAGKs/-QDrSPytC2A/s400/Canada%2BGoose_5803.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703053458395442514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were even a couple of Canada Geese at the park. Beth got great shots of Coots, Moorhens and Purple Gallinules and will compare them on her blog at  &lt;a href="http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8950633618375561774?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8950633618375561774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8950633618375561774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8950633618375561774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8950633618375561774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/totally-random-leftovers.html' title='Totally Random Leftovers'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NU-49tTZvic/TyVRBh4z1SI/AAAAAAAAGLo/4Nm5qpBWNLE/s72-c/flower_5208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-5385304970219056185</id><published>2012-01-28T17:10:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T18:49:46.965-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Avocet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Pelican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cedar Key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dolphin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Skimmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Double-crested Cormorant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Common Loon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horned Grebe'/><title type='text'>Cedar Keys</title><content type='html'>Another of our adventures with my visiting sister Beth was to Cedar Keys on the Nature Coast of Florida. It is about an hours drive west from Ocala. Our first stop was to Shell Mound just before crossing the bridge onto the main Island and the small fishing village of Cedar Key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghSKrSgcsRs/TyR0ihsNreI/AAAAAAAAGKY/pbSzZNYMAIo/s1600/Black%2BSkimmers_5301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghSKrSgcsRs/TyR0ihsNreI/AAAAAAAAGKY/pbSzZNYMAIo/s400/Black%2BSkimmers_5301.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702811164666080738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Black Skimmers were plentiful - lined up on one of the small sand mounds out in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHNzbBcLM3o/TyR0iqALonI/AAAAAAAAGKI/rHPiCIU1s4I/s1600/airboat_5327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BHNzbBcLM3o/TyR0iqALonI/AAAAAAAAGKI/rHPiCIU1s4I/s400/airboat_5327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702811166897316466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Air boats are a real problem. Yes, they look like a lot of fun - but they are a menace to plants, fish, birds and other aquatic life, especially in the rivers. We watched as this boat scared away all the birds. In the rivers, they run over the plants and destroy habitats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8KHbUxB2nio/TyR0CQ-MFNI/AAAAAAAAGJ8/OYC8pHmlvGc/s1600/American%2BAvocet_5343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8KHbUxB2nio/TyR0CQ-MFNI/AAAAAAAAGJ8/OYC8pHmlvGc/s400/American%2BAvocet_5343.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702810610422256850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the Black Skimmers returned, we noticed other black and white birds - American Avocets! This is the first time we've seen Avocet at Cedar Key - and it was a Life Bird for Beth. Beth was able to get a decent picture of a Marbled Godwit - but I did not, so you'll have to check her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-VolrbFrmk/TyR0CVK162I/AAAAAAAAGJs/1G5uzrfudoA/s1600/Seaplane_5359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-VolrbFrmk/TyR0CVK162I/AAAAAAAAGJs/1G5uzrfudoA/s400/Seaplane_5359.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702810611549072226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the Island, we headed to the docks just as this Seaplane was coming in for a landing. ...and just as Tidewater Tours was heading out for a trip to the islands. A quick pee stop and we were on board the pontoon boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcQSRIBupCc/TyR0B5LzYLI/AAAAAAAAGJk/FPVelPwpDoY/s1600/Cormorants_5370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcQSRIBupCc/TyR0B5LzYLI/AAAAAAAAGJk/FPVelPwpDoY/s400/Cormorants_5370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702810604036907186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you love this pair of twin Double-crested Cormorants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WROdLymMCzM/TyR0BUPmMFI/AAAAAAAAGJM/cMBBSSEAwWI/s1600/Cormorants_5443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WROdLymMCzM/TyR0BUPmMFI/AAAAAAAAGJM/cMBBSSEAwWI/s400/Cormorants_5443.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702810594120708178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw thousands of Cormorants - in the air, on the shore, sitting on signs and lining all the islands. They are NOT endangered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUolKyP5NjI/TyR0BuAEKZI/AAAAAAAAGJY/Yyiaq5c4Cuo/s1600/Common%2BLoon_5399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUolKyP5NjI/TyR0BuAEKZI/AAAAAAAAGJY/Yyiaq5c4Cuo/s400/Common%2BLoon_5399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702810601034885522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shot was purely accidental. I was trying to get a picture of a dolphin when this Common Loon popped up right in front of the boat where my camera was aimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJHC9W1cBJg/TyRzVjGDDJI/AAAAAAAAGJA/dufdI3mJDGM/s1600/Dalphin_5402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rJHC9W1cBJg/TyRzVjGDDJI/AAAAAAAAGJA/dufdI3mJDGM/s400/Dalphin_5402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809842192944274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lots and lots of pictures of splashes, I actually got a couple of pretty good pictures of dolphins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb_T2LXGFcw/TyRzVe9KLaI/AAAAAAAAGIw/vjUobE61XpA/s1600/Dolphins_5403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zb_T2LXGFcw/TyRzVe9KLaI/AAAAAAAAGIw/vjUobE61XpA/s400/Dolphins_5403.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809841081920930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they were following the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69egH4dB9Pk/TyRzVS8HqgI/AAAAAAAAGIo/CLw6mRXUfIQ/s1600/Dalphin_5405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69egH4dB9Pk/TyRzVS8HqgI/AAAAAAAAGIo/CLw6mRXUfIQ/s400/Dalphin_5405.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809837856336386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure this one was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZhnTrgVWIc/TyRzU6nXfOI/AAAAAAAAGIg/77mKrP_EfYU/s1600/Dolphins_5407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZhnTrgVWIc/TyRzU6nXfOI/AAAAAAAAGIg/77mKrP_EfYU/s400/Dolphins_5407.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809831326842082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is probably my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WE5VfJdKac/TyRzUm8fJXI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/QObzzoiSKHc/s1600/Cedar%2BKey_5419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WE5VfJdKac/TyRzUm8fJXI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/QObzzoiSKHc/s400/Cedar%2BKey_5419.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809826046715250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the top of the lighthouse on Seahorse Key. The island is open to visitors only a couple of days a year - and this was not one of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbN8_1mHMbU/TyRy2YpLJZI/AAAAAAAAGIE/7NnqcIyTekg/s1600/Horned%2BGrebe_5452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbN8_1mHMbU/TyRy2YpLJZI/AAAAAAAAGIE/7NnqcIyTekg/s400/Horned%2BGrebe_5452.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809306811540882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close to shore, we saw a couple of Horned Grebe. This one looks like he is playing with a small snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1iogdssPvY/TyRy2IM-qOI/AAAAAAAAGH0/RJcv9GnXQHU/s1600/Horned%2BGrebes_5454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1iogdssPvY/TyRy2IM-qOI/AAAAAAAAGH0/RJcv9GnXQHU/s400/Horned%2BGrebes_5454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809302398314722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His partner wants to play too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFl2x5d1Hg4/TyRy2Np3GKI/AAAAAAAAGHs/CZXI-AYJxl8/s1600/Horned%2BGrebe_5461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFl2x5d1Hg4/TyRy2Np3GKI/AAAAAAAAGHs/CZXI-AYJxl8/s400/Horned%2BGrebe_5461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809303861631138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too late - the snake is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a0bUb-ZQspg/TyRy1QjayBI/AAAAAAAAGHk/w8_s6KXT9W4/s1600/White%2BPelicans_5509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a0bUb-ZQspg/TyRy1QjayBI/AAAAAAAAGHk/w8_s6KXT9W4/s400/White%2BPelicans_5509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809287460046866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the islands is home to a large group of White Pelicans - and an even larger group of Cormorants. We were able to get quite close - and both Beth and I took dozens of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8AMJ0BIgNkk/TyRy1JK6bTI/AAAAAAAAGHU/N-pVHLcJaDQ/s1600/owl_5522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8AMJ0BIgNkk/TyRy1JK6bTI/AAAAAAAAGHU/N-pVHLcJaDQ/s400/owl_5522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809285478214962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back on land, we were excited to spot this Great Horned Owl. We pulled the car over and jumped out for a picture. Oh well, maybe next time. But even a plastic owl couldn't dampen our spirits. After a delicious meal at Tony's (yes, of course I had their award-winning clam chowder!) we headed back to Ocala. I think Beth enjoyed her day - I know I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5385304970219056185?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5385304970219056185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5385304970219056185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5385304970219056185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5385304970219056185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/cedar-keys.html' title='Cedar Keys'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghSKrSgcsRs/TyR0ihsNreI/AAAAAAAAGKY/pbSzZNYMAIo/s72-c/Black%2BSkimmers_5301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-571619960365754560</id><published>2012-01-28T16:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:49:58.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fox Squirrel'/><title type='text'>Sherman Fox Squirrel</title><content type='html'>Isn't this the cutest squirrel you ever saw? She is a Sherman Fox Squirrel - a species of "special concern" here in Florida. My sister had never seen a Fox Squirrel - and immediately fell in love with this one - as did my son when he was here over the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0M_E_JSbD1c/TyRqrtijuuI/AAAAAAAAGHM/kmxXjW9fzvc/s1600/Sherman%2BFox%2BSquirrel_5299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0M_E_JSbD1c/TyRqrtijuuI/AAAAAAAAGHM/kmxXjW9fzvc/s400/Sherman%2BFox%2BSquirrel_5299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702800327349353186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister Beth posted pictures on her blog ( &lt;a href="http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; ) of our "sport model rat" (Bill's name for our little critter) and my son has abandoned his mother's blog for his aunt's blog because she posted cute pictures first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVRYwhwPboc/TyRqrScaw6I/AAAAAAAAGG8/CYwmu6tfvK4/s1600/Sherman%2BFox%2BSquirrel_5298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVRYwhwPboc/TyRqrScaw6I/AAAAAAAAGG8/CYwmu6tfvK4/s400/Sherman%2BFox%2BSquirrel_5298.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702800320075842466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pictures are my attempt to lure my son back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-571619960365754560?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/571619960365754560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=571619960365754560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/571619960365754560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/571619960365754560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/sherman-fox-squirrel.html' title='Sherman Fox Squirrel'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0M_E_JSbD1c/TyRqrtijuuI/AAAAAAAAGHM/kmxXjW9fzvc/s72-c/Sherman%2BFox%2BSquirrel_5299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8282114494452191248</id><published>2012-01-28T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:08:29.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paynes Pairie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OTOW Unique Birders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandhill Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Northern Harrier'/><title type='text'>OTOW Unique Birders at Paynes Prairie</title><content type='html'>My sister, Beth is here for a week and we're having a wonderful time. I have lots of pictures from our various adventures that I will get posted soon - I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, Bill and I took her with us birding with the OTOW Unique Birders to Paynes Prairie. It was a beautiful warm and sunny day. We met the rest of the group at the big tree in the Health &amp;amp; Recreation Center parking lot at o'dark-thirty to arrange car pools. Anne joined us and the delightful ride was a preview for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U49oeOsC0-I/TyNEPFoFdDI/AAAAAAAAGFk/8Dm1BA4KoSU/s1600/Osprey_5524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U49oeOsC0-I/TyNEPFoFdDI/AAAAAAAAGFk/8Dm1BA4KoSU/s400/Osprey_5524.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702476579180213298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The La Chua Trail into the prairie and the observation deck is about 1 1/2 miles one way. It begins in a lovely wooded area with huge Live Oak trees draped with Spanish Moss where we parked our cars. Just past the pay station ($2 per person) and the porta-pottie, we observed this Osprey sitting on a mess of a nest high atop the high power tower. On each side were Great-tail Grackles. One was terrorizing a Red-belliedWoodpecker that we could see only with binoculars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYRrjN6aBJ4/TyNEmBnzU2I/AAAAAAAAGGE/KOepj3PCvFU/s1600/Cardinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYRrjN6aBJ4/TyNEmBnzU2I/AAAAAAAAGGE/KOepj3PCvFU/s400/Cardinal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702476973242274658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the trees were several Cardinals, both male and female - and boy are they getting red! Looks like Spring will come early this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKwCqiiiRYM/TyNIGheMcZI/AAAAAAAAGGY/Dv21dAySlMI/s1600/Blue%2BHeron_5750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKwCqiiiRYM/TyNIGheMcZI/AAAAAAAAGGY/Dv21dAySlMI/s400/Blue%2BHeron_5750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702480830082609554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Past the Alachua Sink and the hundreds of alligators in the pond and along the bank, the trail follows the river bed. Since it has been so dry, we saw just a splash of water compared to what has been there in past visits. The usual birds were present: Belted Kingfisher, Anhinga, Double-crested Cormorant, White Ibis, Snowy Egret, a Little Blue Heron and this Great Heron. We also saw what looked like a grey hawk in the bushes. I took lots of pictures - none of which were good enough to publish, but good enough to ID the bird as a Black-crested Night Heron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LNPYPlmjCaE/TyNIGU06pHI/AAAAAAAAGGM/Pk6Hqw-SIYM/s1600/Am%2BKestrel_5758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LNPYPlmjCaE/TyNIGU06pHI/AAAAAAAAGGM/Pk6Hqw-SIYM/s400/Am%2BKestrel_5758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702480826688250994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This American Kestrel must be a resident as I think I see him in the same spot every visit - overlooking the water and the boardwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sewfrNAW0KY/TyNEl3yhGPI/AAAAAAAAGF0/kxgZS_26SJI/s1600/Northern%2BHarrier_5550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sewfrNAW0KY/TyNEl3yhGPI/AAAAAAAAGF0/kxgZS_26SJI/s400/Northern%2BHarrier_5550.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702476970602862834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along the trail, a juvenile Northern Harrier flew overhead, behind trees, into the bushes and low over the scrub keeping us company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coF3Fo94wis/TyNEM3v_sYI/AAAAAAAAGE0/4UgO1_eyRlY/s1600/Sandhill%2BCrane_5609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coF3Fo94wis/TyNEM3v_sYI/AAAAAAAAGE0/4UgO1_eyRlY/s400/Sandhill%2BCrane_5609.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702476541095555458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a special treat to see a group of Sandhill Cranes close to the trail. We were able to get as close as I've ever gotten - and I took hundreds of pictures. They are large, magnificent birds with incredible coloring. I just couldn't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hiGOM151kmo/TyNDmXlw20I/AAAAAAAAGEc/wZiIuZBxd0M/s1600/Sandhill%2BCrane_5618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hiGOM151kmo/TyNDmXlw20I/AAAAAAAAGEc/wZiIuZBxd0M/s400/Sandhill%2BCrane_5618.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702475879627676482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bright red on their heads is amazing! ...and look at that orange eye and long black beak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-34wI4qoRpm0/TyNDmJwH0VI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/zl2E7miBbzM/s1600/Sandhill%2BCrane_5629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-34wI4qoRpm0/TyNDmJwH0VI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/zl2E7miBbzM/s400/Sandhill%2BCrane_5629.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702475875913027922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elegant. I see why their feathers were so valued for ladies' hats in the 1920's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DYTBW1SvKg/TyNENC3ENXI/AAAAAAAAGFE/JI8EDn3fYgM/s1600/Red-winged%2BBlackbird_5697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DYTBW1SvKg/TyNENC3ENXI/AAAAAAAAGFE/JI8EDn3fYgM/s400/Red-winged%2BBlackbird_5697.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702476544078001522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back at the observation platform, we saw lots of Red-winged Blackbirds - but no wild horses, feral hogs, bison or Whooping Cranes as in years past. We rested for a short time before beginning the walk back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gfiydc9FUXo/TyNDlpXgnII/AAAAAAAAGEE/HeoP2IbcwUA/s1600/Sandhill%2BCrane_5656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gfiydc9FUXo/TyNDlpXgnII/AAAAAAAAGEE/HeoP2IbcwUA/s400/Sandhill%2BCrane_5656.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702475867219860610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overhead, more and more Sandhill Cranes were flying in. The cranes on the ground called to them and we enjoyed the loud chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aToxwkeD_X4/TyNDlOZ7lII/AAAAAAAAGD4/jAPFvy4mVuc/s1600/Sandhill%2BCranes_5741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aToxwkeD_X4/TyNDlOZ7lII/AAAAAAAAGD4/jAPFvy4mVuc/s400/Sandhill%2BCranes_5741.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702475859982259330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told you I took a lot of pictures. They were just so beautiful - I couldn't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s83pX-aujd0/TyNEOzFE-GI/AAAAAAAAGFY/srfqrnNXW6Y/s1600/Palm%2BWarbler_5763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s83pX-aujd0/TyNEOzFE-GI/AAAAAAAAGFY/srfqrnNXW6Y/s400/Palm%2BWarbler_5763.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702476574201542754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back on the boardwalk, lots of Palm Warblers flitted in the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnB1TNThfTc/TyNEOJXzLyI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/Lq2n86UvdrY/s1600/Palm%2BWarbler_5771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnB1TNThfTc/TyNEOJXzLyI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/Lq2n86UvdrY/s400/Palm%2BWarbler_5771.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702476563005779746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was surprised to be able to get a couple of fairly good pictures as they usually aren't still for very long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our walk, we drove to the 43rd Street Deli (or was it the 42nd Street Diner?) for a delicious lunch, more great company and our bird count. It was a delightful day with my sister and the Unique Birders!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8282114494452191248?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8282114494452191248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8282114494452191248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8282114494452191248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8282114494452191248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/otow-unique-birders-at-paynes-prairie.html' title='OTOW Unique Birders at Paynes Prairie'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U49oeOsC0-I/TyNEPFoFdDI/AAAAAAAAGFk/8Dm1BA4KoSU/s72-c/Osprey_5524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-940339137050980762</id><published>2012-01-27T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:34:55.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whooping Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Female # 16-10'/><title type='text'>Whooping Crane #16-10</title><content type='html'>We've been back a couple of times to check on our Whooping Crane - #16-10. She is still at the same location and will probably spend the winter there with her friends, a group of Sandhill Cranes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNOhk-eFrB4/TyP4Yrtm4-I/AAAAAAAAGGs/wKInONaB4bo/s1600/16-10_5112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNOhk-eFrB4/TyP4Yrtm4-I/AAAAAAAAGGs/wKInONaB4bo/s400/16-10_5112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702674656115745762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3oDsNm7jxU/TyP4YeqeBXI/AAAAAAAAGGk/8i3BikLQjAs/s1600/16-10_5111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3oDsNm7jxU/TyP4YeqeBXI/AAAAAAAAGGk/8i3BikLQjAs/s400/16-10_5111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702674652612920690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-940339137050980762?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/940339137050980762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=940339137050980762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/940339137050980762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/940339137050980762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/whooping-crane-16-10.html' title='Whooping Crane #16-10'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNOhk-eFrB4/TyP4Yrtm4-I/AAAAAAAAGGs/wKInONaB4bo/s72-c/16-10_5112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-6326618092975838930</id><published>2012-01-08T13:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:39:23.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bald Eagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandhill Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Operation Migration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graylag Goose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whooping Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Female # 16-10'/><title type='text'>Whooping Crane</title><content type='html'>We went back to the place where we spotted the Whooping Crane yesterday to see if she was still there. She was and here she is! (**I have since learned this is female #16-10 - part of last year's Operation Migration program.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3033HY5MSLU/TwngXY87w0I/AAAAAAAAGDo/MUhf4qBNdMY/s1600/Whooping%2BCrane_5056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3033HY5MSLU/TwngXY87w0I/AAAAAAAAGDo/MUhf4qBNdMY/s400/Whooping%2BCrane_5056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695329896226341698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This crane must be a graduate from the Operation Migration program to re-introduce cranes born in captivity to the wild. In the 1940's, the cranes numbered around a dozen. Today there are over 500. Operation Migration teaches the cranes to migrate by leading them from Wisconsin to Florida with an ultralight aircraft. (See blog entry of Jan 14, 2011).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7rZds5KxpZE/TwngWwbiN3I/AAAAAAAAGDg/vjtzoplkz2g/s1600/Sandhill_Cranes_5040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7rZds5KxpZE/TwngWwbiN3I/AAAAAAAAGDg/vjtzoplkz2g/s400/Sandhill_Cranes_5040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695329885348837234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were quite a few Sandhill Cranes in the area and 3 more flew in while we watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JMtlFe-2tdg/TwngWnoYdHI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/y4SQEH7bgSI/s1600/Whooping%2BCrane_5028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JMtlFe-2tdg/TwngWnoYdHI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/y4SQEH7bgSI/s400/Whooping%2BCrane_5028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695329882986804338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to make sure I had some decent shots of his leg bands and radio transmitter. Our sighting has been reported to the Fish and Wildlife Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ki4o436qpE/TwngWIqXhSI/AAAAAAAAGDI/Zyf0RiUeaog/s1600/Eagle_5036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ki4o436qpE/TwngWIqXhSI/AAAAAAAAGDI/Zyf0RiUeaog/s400/Eagle_5036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695329874673632546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another beautiful bird, a Bald Eagle, flew over while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WsCjoZ3D54/TwngV50JaDI/AAAAAAAAGC4/wGAY7Jtjtkk/s1600/Graylag%2BGoose_5043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WsCjoZ3D54/TwngV50JaDI/AAAAAAAAGC4/wGAY7Jtjtkk/s400/Graylag%2BGoose_5043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695329870688118834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was even a Graylag Goose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-6326618092975838930?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6326618092975838930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=6326618092975838930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6326618092975838930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6326618092975838930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/whooping-crane.html' title='Whooping Crane'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3033HY5MSLU/TwngXY87w0I/AAAAAAAAGDo/MUhf4qBNdMY/s72-c/Whooping%2BCrane_5056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7057380117241931748</id><published>2012-01-08T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:32:37.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stack and Wack'/><title type='text'>Third Time's the Charm - I Hope!</title><content type='html'>I refuse to let this pattern get the best of me! I've done two quilt tops using this Wack-N-Stack star and I dislike them both. The first one (see "another Opportunity for Creativity" Nov. 17 entry) had fabric and color choice issues - so I made a second top using beautiful shades of green (frogs!) and blue - with orange accent - that went together beautifully. Then I tried to machine quilt it myself. What a disaster! I apparently had issues with the sandwiching part as I have puckers on both the back and the front. The stars just didn't want to lay flat for me. In my eyes, it's ruined, but I'll finish it anyway as it's nice and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJCWTpDuqlY/Twmsiqxv_1I/AAAAAAAAGCs/zpgD9307IeA/s1600/IMG_5019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJCWTpDuqlY/Twmsiqxv_1I/AAAAAAAAGCs/zpgD9307IeA/s400/IMG_5019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695272915385188178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Refusing to be defeated, I'm trying it again. This time, I have a proper template for the diamonds and I've changed the foot on my machine for the piecing. I was using a 1/4 inch walking foot instead of the regular 1/4 inch foot. Both of these changes seem to be working as my blocks are coming together MUCH better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these two images, I'm "auditioning" fabric for the triangles. I've stolen the term "auditioning" from my older and much wiser sister who is currently working on a much more complex version of this pattern - and doing it beautifully. (see http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/) I will never be in her league - but that's okay. I'm having fun and learning lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fehcb3xllSQ/TwmsiV2rX_I/AAAAAAAAGCc/q3g-AgCCs1s/s1600/IMG_5018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fehcb3xllSQ/TwmsiV2rX_I/AAAAAAAAGCc/q3g-AgCCs1s/s400/IMG_5018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695272909768712178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of these fabrics had issues when I put them together with the diamonds as they were too similar and did not highlight the stars enough. I found a beautiful teal batik that looked great - but I only had a yard - so off I went in search of more. The original yard was purchased in Denver and I didn't expect to find more - but at the third shop, I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47LCrS-zRC0/TwmsiP9LyZI/AAAAAAAAGCU/U_X1SWp4avQ/s1600/quilt_5022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47LCrS-zRC0/TwmsiP9LyZI/AAAAAAAAGCU/U_X1SWp4avQ/s400/quilt_5022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695272908185389458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is as far as I've gotten. I don't know yet whether or not I'll include the blue and/or purple blocks - they are being "auditioned" on my design wall. I'm making this one like a One Block Wonder and leaving off the outer circle. If this turns out - maybe I'll move on to one of the more advanced blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear, sweet, wonderful, husband drove me to the three shops yesterday as I've been under the weather and we heard on the news that you shouldn't drive when you have a cold. On the way back, we spotted a group of Sandhill Cranes. Then I saw a larger white bird with the Sandhills. I couldn't believe my eyes - it was a Whooping Crane! Naturally, I didn't have my camera - but we are heading back to where we saw them later today and maybe, just maybe, they will still be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7057380117241931748?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7057380117241931748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7057380117241931748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7057380117241931748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7057380117241931748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2012/01/third-times-charm-i-hope.html' title='Third Time&apos;s the Charm - I Hope!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJCWTpDuqlY/Twmsiqxv_1I/AAAAAAAAGCs/zpgD9307IeA/s72-c/IMG_5019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-5202241493863095187</id><published>2011-12-13T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:33:21.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wilson&apos;s Plover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruddy Turnstone'/><title type='text'>Down the Shore</title><content type='html'>Apparently, I sound like a Philadelphian. People will stop me mid-sentence and ask where I'm from. Bill still teases me when I say "water," and "chotskies." When we were kids, we went "down the shore" which is apparently a very localized phrase - but it sounds right to me - and that's just what we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAOnAoXJcEM/Tuc9MlWP8KI/AAAAAAAAGB4/XaoJYypLcMw/s1600/Ruddy_Turnstone_3975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685580340971696290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAOnAoXJcEM/Tuc9MlWP8KI/AAAAAAAAGB4/XaoJYypLcMw/s400/Ruddy_Turnstone_3975.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture! The Ruddy Turnstone looks like it's admiring itself in a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p21qwZc_Oas/Tuc9MKZtDNI/AAAAAAAAGBs/FmaboDx6KBg/s1600/Snowy_4437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685580333738429650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p21qwZc_Oas/Tuc9MKZtDNI/AAAAAAAAGBs/FmaboDx6KBg/s400/Snowy_4437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish you could see the bright yellow feet on this Snowy Egret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYZnzs3LuI4/Tuc9LrBl60I/AAAAAAAAGBU/FDGamTUhiyc/s1600/Sandpiper_3981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685580325315799874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aYZnzs3LuI4/Tuc9LrBl60I/AAAAAAAAGBU/FDGamTUhiyc/s400/Sandpiper_3981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As always, the Sanderlings were playing at the ocean's edge - running back and forth as the waves licked the sandy beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvvPk3YHc78/Tuc9K7QfEjI/AAAAAAAAGBI/PtYBg33rjC0/s1600/Plover_3965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685580312493363762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvvPk3YHc78/Tuc9K7QfEjI/AAAAAAAAGBI/PtYBg33rjC0/s400/Plover_3965.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always have to look up the plovers to see which one it is. This one, I believe is a Wilson's Plover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6mzNQlT-m4k/TudSwOVYXnI/AAAAAAAAGCE/vT9JZDzsWOI/s1600/Warbler_4447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685604043013512818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6mzNQlT-m4k/TudSwOVYXnI/AAAAAAAAGCE/vT9JZDzsWOI/s400/Warbler_4447.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Yellow-rumped Warbler doesn't belong on the beach! But I liked the picture because it shows how he got his name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5202241493863095187?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5202241493863095187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5202241493863095187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5202241493863095187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5202241493863095187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/12/down-shore.html' title='Down the Shore'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAOnAoXJcEM/Tuc9MlWP8KI/AAAAAAAAGB4/XaoJYypLcMw/s72-c/Ruddy_Turnstone_3975.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-5323299594126233440</id><published>2011-12-12T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:45:24.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coyote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida Pine Snake'/><title type='text'>In Our Own Backyard</title><content type='html'>Our lanai looks out on a preserve with woods on the other side. The other day, Bill saw this young coyote walking just on the edge of the woods. I grabbed my camera and headed out to get some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Mfmd5r1aWM/TuXqmVFc8WI/AAAAAAAAGAk/1DL7fFD2yGA/s1600/coyote_4677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685208048841060706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Mfmd5r1aWM/TuXqmVFc8WI/AAAAAAAAGAk/1DL7fFD2yGA/s400/coyote_4677.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He spotted me as I inched closer - but didn't run into the thick brush until after I got some good shots. I was still quite a distance away from him and close enough to the house to run back in if he looked aggressive. (He didn't) We can hear them howl and scream in the evenings, but we've only seen them during the day a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o2o5xxYIU7w/TuXqSjqeHDI/AAAAAAAAGAM/MD72Zin3mlA/s1600/snake_4711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685207709157039154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o2o5xxYIU7w/TuXqSjqeHDI/AAAAAAAAGAM/MD72Zin3mlA/s400/snake_4711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another sighting on the OTOW property. This guy was along the side of a dirt/sand road back by a cattle farm. He was large - 5 or 6 feet long and quite stocky. I could be wrong, but my online research has led me to identify this guy as a Florida Pine Snake - a rather rare snake - "of special concern" by the Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LEdXg7nmn0/TuXqSUGxErI/AAAAAAAAF_8/L53zAAWCVzc/s1600/snake_4706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685207704980755122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LEdXg7nmn0/TuXqSUGxErI/AAAAAAAAF_8/L53zAAWCVzc/s400/snake_4706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whenever I moved, he stuck his forked tongue out at me and shook his tail. He had no rattles. Bill stayed in the car as I checked him out closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YD1htzfPMg/TuXqSPIdAnI/AAAAAAAAF_0/Se30aQtdWBk/s1600/woodpecker_4691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685207703645651570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YD1htzfPMg/TuXqSPIdAnI/AAAAAAAAF_0/Se30aQtdWBk/s400/woodpecker_4691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Further down the road we visited with some woodpeckers. This is a common Downy (or maybe it's a Hairy) Woodpecker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LyGMvzW8MZI/TuXqRmJZsoI/AAAAAAAAF_s/9TDT15Q47dA/s1600/woodpecker_4714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685207692643775106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LyGMvzW8MZI/TuXqRmJZsoI/AAAAAAAAF_s/9TDT15Q47dA/s400/woodpecker_4714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this, of course, is a beautiful Red-headed Woodpecker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUAwbxJLrZM/TuXqm7kcvzI/AAAAAAAAGA8/qea3hjkZXGY/s1600/sparrow_4687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685208059171618610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QUAwbxJLrZM/TuXqm7kcvzI/AAAAAAAAGA8/qea3hjkZXGY/s400/sparrow_4687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the more common birds here on campus is this Chipping Sparrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9nkeSkCjIg/TuXqmvgw_fI/AAAAAAAAGAw/FnfuyVExBy0/s1600/Hawk_4718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685208055934942706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9nkeSkCjIg/TuXqmvgw_fI/AAAAAAAAGAw/FnfuyVExBy0/s400/Hawk_4718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We always enjoy the hawks! This Red-tailed Hawk was flying overhead trying to get the attention of another hawk in the area. I hope they didn't see our Pine Snake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5323299594126233440?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5323299594126233440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5323299594126233440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5323299594126233440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5323299594126233440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-our-own-backyard.html' title='In Our Own Backyard'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Mfmd5r1aWM/TuXqmVFc8WI/AAAAAAAAGAk/1DL7fFD2yGA/s72-c/coyote_4677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-458570374959704648</id><published>2011-12-11T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T19:30:36.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eucalyptus Rainbow Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naples Botanical Garden'/><title type='text'>Naples Botanical Garden</title><content type='html'>On a recent trip to Fort Myers, we took a day to head further south with friends Bob &amp;amp; Peggy to visit the Naples Botanical Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5CsSsnwYV0/TuU5VR3OWSI/AAAAAAAAF_c/nu1veZGRIw8/s1600/IMG_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685013142360185122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5CsSsnwYV0/TuU5VR3OWSI/AAAAAAAAF_c/nu1veZGRIw8/s400/IMG_4586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to their literature, In 1993, eight Naples residents founded the Garden with the dream of creating a world-class botanical garden. In 2000 they purchased a 170-acre site with seven different habitats just south of Old Naples. Today, what was acre after acre of melaleuca, Brazilian pepper and other invasive species is now beautiful gardens, lakes and restored natural areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttWEDOsbC7c/TuU5H_PFJUI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/Qm1h0iZlNlc/s1600/IMG_4587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012914021672258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttWEDOsbC7c/TuU5H_PFJUI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/Qm1h0iZlNlc/s400/IMG_4587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Near the front entrance is this pineapple - the symbol of welcome. I had never seen a pineapple plant so I found this really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbH-2yyIcPI/TuU5HSesjZI/AAAAAAAAF_E/DrfjEzE8bm8/s1600/IMG_4470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012902007573906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbH-2yyIcPI/TuU5HSesjZI/AAAAAAAAF_E/DrfjEzE8bm8/s400/IMG_4470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This place is fabulous - one beautiful vista after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mn4OHyuD2NQ/TuU5HImI_MI/AAAAAAAAF-0/WVmhEEcOTjk/s1600/IMG_4480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012899354442946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mn4OHyuD2NQ/TuU5HImI_MI/AAAAAAAAF-0/WVmhEEcOTjk/s400/IMG_4480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the blooms on these pond lilies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_VkvonGuqM/TuU5G4e5BdI/AAAAAAAAF-s/62tXlaQIDoM/s1600/IMG_4465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012895029069266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i_VkvonGuqM/TuU5G4e5BdI/AAAAAAAAF-s/62tXlaQIDoM/s400/IMG_4465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We weren't the only creatures that appreciated the beautiful flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Km-QMzP6E8/TuU5GmZJ0yI/AAAAAAAAF-g/2L3t9apQqcs/s1600/IMG_4529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012890173166370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Km-QMzP6E8/TuU5GmZJ0yI/AAAAAAAAF-g/2L3t9apQqcs/s400/IMG_4529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the way the sunlight dances on the bloom creating some magnificent colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCTtqlwxE4/TuU4luEcvsI/AAAAAAAAF-U/89Q-_CAxjQM/s1600/IMG_4495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012325298126530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhCTtqlwxE4/TuU4luEcvsI/AAAAAAAAF-U/89Q-_CAxjQM/s400/IMG_4495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have a very nice butterfly garden. Unfortunately, we only saw a couple of butterflies. This one was small but extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gDCGIrI5_xA/TuU4lB9atrI/AAAAAAAAF-I/y52zJ6arvuk/s1600/IMG_4534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012313457473202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gDCGIrI5_xA/TuU4lB9atrI/AAAAAAAAF-I/y52zJ6arvuk/s400/IMG_4534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a Eucalyptus Rainbow Tree - nicknamed the most colorful tree on Earth. The reason for the name is obvious. It was really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tIRVpZTpN1Q/TuU4kS02HTI/AAAAAAAAF98/E2tP42pkTWk/s1600/IMG_4552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012300805053746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tIRVpZTpN1Q/TuU4kS02HTI/AAAAAAAAF98/E2tP42pkTWk/s400/IMG_4552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peggy, a Master Gardener, stopped often to read the signage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3c3IagaevM/TuU4kDnQW3I/AAAAAAAAF9s/ARguZftO3MY/s1600/IMG_4577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012296721521522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3c3IagaevM/TuU4kDnQW3I/AAAAAAAAF9s/ARguZftO3MY/s400/IMG_4577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Geckos swell their throats to intimidate visitors or attract a mate. I wonder which one he was doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDTxm-RHaTQ/TuU4j2zN7QI/AAAAAAAAF9k/tKOYNLSWM0Y/s1600/IMG_4579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685012293282032898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDTxm-RHaTQ/TuU4j2zN7QI/AAAAAAAAF9k/tKOYNLSWM0Y/s400/IMG_4579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think all our walking wore the guys out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-458570374959704648?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/458570374959704648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=458570374959704648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/458570374959704648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/458570374959704648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/12/naples-botanical-garden.html' title='Naples Botanical Garden'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5CsSsnwYV0/TuU5VR3OWSI/AAAAAAAAF_c/nu1veZGRIw8/s72-c/IMG_4586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-5449342432874917574</id><published>2011-12-07T08:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:49:03.095-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Towhee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow-rumped Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><title type='text'>Butterflies for Megan</title><content type='html'>On a recent birding exposition we saw more butterflies than birds - and I have no idea what most of them are - but I'm sure Megan does. So Megan, these are for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZRW0Afpa2I/Tt9fcQVdOZI/AAAAAAAAF8o/JGHIB9yoYHo/s1600/butterfly_3952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683366193790794130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZRW0Afpa2I/Tt9fcQVdOZI/AAAAAAAAF8o/JGHIB9yoYHo/s400/butterfly_3952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I actually took this picture in our back yard. This pretty little guy likes our Bottle Brush bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pxb3pXL83lQ/Tt9fcA6MU3I/AAAAAAAAF8c/C3svgfW5joI/s1600/butterfly_3949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683366189649908594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pxb3pXL83lQ/Tt9fcA6MU3I/AAAAAAAAF8c/C3svgfW5joI/s400/butterfly_3949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Butterflies are difficult to photograph as they rarely sit still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XwYC6g4GsFQ/Tt9fa8NTlPI/AAAAAAAAF74/WB3g2I0u7rc/s1600/butterfly_3929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683366171208029426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XwYC6g4GsFQ/Tt9fa8NTlPI/AAAAAAAAF74/WB3g2I0u7rc/s400/butterfly_3929.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the way this Long-tailed Skipper blends with the background of dried leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wx2eWc-BQco/Tt9e4_xrCwI/AAAAAAAAF7s/WK8gI31j7Ns/s1600/butterfly_3543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683365588050316034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wx2eWc-BQco/Tt9e4_xrCwI/AAAAAAAAF7s/WK8gI31j7Ns/s400/butterfly_3543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This must be some kind of Swallowtail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_dM75B-s_4/Tt9e4RbqE1I/AAAAAAAAF7U/UxjXcG5_M3c/s1600/Bluebird_3905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683365575609946962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_dM75B-s_4/Tt9e4RbqE1I/AAAAAAAAF7U/UxjXcG5_M3c/s400/Bluebird_3905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have lots of Bluebirds here in Florida - and I loved the way this one looked with the bright red berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmwLbk95vl4/Tt9e3Y77xUI/AAAAAAAAF68/2alp2uxCf8M/s1600/Bill_Spider_3923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683365560444503362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmwLbk95vl4/Tt9e3Y77xUI/AAAAAAAAF68/2alp2uxCf8M/s400/Bill_Spider_3923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also have our share of spiders. Bill was giving this big boy (he was HUGE) a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB8ZZaoFV7Y/Tt9gT2HvRYI/AAAAAAAAF9A/vTKjJcf-wZI/s1600/Warbler_3906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683367148826609026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB8ZZaoFV7Y/Tt9gT2HvRYI/AAAAAAAAF9A/vTKjJcf-wZI/s400/Warbler_3906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Yellow-rumped Warbler - fairly common around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dhEcq4s_4JQ/Tt9gTpzcIEI/AAAAAAAAF80/VEHkFXYY95E/s1600/Towhee_3861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683367145520242754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dhEcq4s_4JQ/Tt9gTpzcIEI/AAAAAAAAF80/VEHkFXYY95E/s400/Towhee_3861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first Eastern Towhee I've seen this year. He was off in the distance - but identification is easy with his distinctive markings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5449342432874917574?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5449342432874917574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5449342432874917574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5449342432874917574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5449342432874917574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/12/butterflies-for-meagan.html' title='Butterflies for Megan'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CZRW0Afpa2I/Tt9fcQVdOZI/AAAAAAAAF8o/JGHIB9yoYHo/s72-c/butterfly_3952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-2318389930563597659</id><published>2011-11-26T13:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:23:01.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RC airplane'/><title type='text'>The Witch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIFsd8GVu8I/TtEtN2XMXrI/AAAAAAAAF6w/ktip7TX2yEs/s1600/Bill_witch_3844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679370321045249714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIFsd8GVu8I/TtEtN2XMXrI/AAAAAAAAF6w/ktip7TX2yEs/s400/Bill_witch_3844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Halloween, Bill built a new RC airplane to fly - The Witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRWk93HY0n0/TtEtNRs8ORI/AAAAAAAAF6o/xMCzysElA3c/s1600/witch_3838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679370311204354322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRWk93HY0n0/TtEtNRs8ORI/AAAAAAAAF6o/xMCzysElA3c/s400/witch_3838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is all ready for her maiden run. Since this picture was taken, Bill painted striped socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypIQ5S064Yw/TtEtNGtRaxI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/NfJCEMhIxYQ/s1600/witch_3841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679370308252953362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ypIQ5S064Yw/TtEtNGtRaxI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/NfJCEMhIxYQ/s400/witch_3841.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And she actually flew! All of the RCers at the OTOW field got a kick out of her. Now Bill is looking for a pattern to make Santa and his sled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-2318389930563597659?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2318389930563597659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=2318389930563597659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2318389930563597659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2318389930563597659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/11/witch.html' title='The Witch'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIFsd8GVu8I/TtEtN2XMXrI/AAAAAAAAF6w/ktip7TX2yEs/s72-c/Bill_witch_3844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-3208080637606550141</id><published>2011-11-26T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:26:45.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sand Sculptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ft. Myers Beach'/><title type='text'>Sandsculpting Championship</title><content type='html'>Fort Myers Beach is host to the 25th Anniversary World Sand Sculpting Championship. We arrived early - before they were officially open - and watched while they got the sculptures ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RS3rWRKB77Q/TtEFOmOKK7I/AAAAAAAAF6M/IZduJFUfs1I/s1600/sand_4434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326353427147698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RS3rWRKB77Q/TtEFOmOKK7I/AAAAAAAAF6M/IZduJFUfs1I/s400/sand_4434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another use for Aqua Net Hair Spray! The sand is mixed with water and glue to make the sculptures and each day they are sprayed with Aqua Net Hair Spray to keep them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fs4d9CB8RI/TtEFN64KTCI/AAAAAAAAF5c/vXsqQ2CEVQ8/s1600/sand_4426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326341792156706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fs4d9CB8RI/TtEFN64KTCI/AAAAAAAAF5c/vXsqQ2CEVQ8/s400/sand_4426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The area around the displays are carefully raked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8uHU00nzPR4/TtEFOVQUtmI/AAAAAAAAF58/RCa06LPyZ2o/s1600/sand_4431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326348872824418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8uHU00nzPR4/TtEFOVQUtmI/AAAAAAAAF58/RCa06LPyZ2o/s400/sand_4431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of my favorites - and looks even better in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_XL99rq9wE/TtEFON0XdxI/AAAAAAAAF5o/1Vh8sjlO4sc/s1600/sand_4428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679326346876516114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_XL99rq9wE/TtEFON0XdxI/AAAAAAAAF5o/1Vh8sjlO4sc/s400/sand_4428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy faces! The detail is amazing. I'm glad we arrived extra early as the weather on the beach warmed up quickly and there were a lot more people than in past years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roads are congested and forget the stores! Everyone is saying that "season" arrived 6 weeks early this year. We are here through next week opening the condo and getting it ready to rent. I can't believe I actually have Internet - I expected to have to go to McDonalds or the local library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-3208080637606550141?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3208080637606550141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=3208080637606550141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3208080637606550141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3208080637606550141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/11/sandsculpting-championship.html' title='Sandsculpting Championship'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RS3rWRKB77Q/TtEFOmOKK7I/AAAAAAAAF6M/IZduJFUfs1I/s72-c/sand_4434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-5307376106177293771</id><published>2011-11-19T20:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:39:27.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Kestrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red-headed Woodpecker'/><title type='text'>On a Mission!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, while at lunch with our fellow birders, Bill mentioned that he had never seen a Red-headed Woodpecker and he REALLY wanted to see one. He was told to go out the far gate, turn left onto a dirt road and go way back by the cattle ranch and look for the place where the cattle are loaded onto trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, we decided to go looking for our bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxY-Q7DTSXw/TshNo3ObMuI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/4yWpieD7yGg/s1600/Kestrel_4343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676872694715069154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxY-Q7DTSXw/TshNo3ObMuI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/4yWpieD7yGg/s400/Kestrel_4343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Along the way, this beautiful American Kestrel and his mate were watching us as we headed down the dirt road. Look at the colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpQjV2d2VBM/TshNVOpzl1I/AAAAAAAAF4w/M5GS_LDdnmc/s1600/bull_4358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676872357406545746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpQjV2d2VBM/TshNVOpzl1I/AAAAAAAAF4w/M5GS_LDdnmc/s400/bull_4358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found the cattle ranch. The Hereford Bull came over to the fence to greet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luZCyLbpIDs/TshNUzyQGOI/AAAAAAAAF4g/zUeVm99cwxw/s1600/Phoebe_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676872350194211042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luZCyLbpIDs/TshNUzyQGOI/AAAAAAAAF4g/zUeVm99cwxw/s400/Phoebe_4351.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A common Eastern Phoebe - but no Woodpeckers. Bill was discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a53lZ5hq2Qw/TshNUkEZRZI/AAAAAAAAF4U/rHYdcvxSJZE/s1600/moth_4362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676872345975342482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a53lZ5hq2Qw/TshNUkEZRZI/AAAAAAAAF4U/rHYdcvxSJZE/s400/moth_4362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He wandered off to take this incredible picture. I assume it is a moth (as opposed to a butterfly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been corrected! It is a butterfly - a Long-tailed Skipper (Urbanus proteus). Thanks Megan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discouraged, we headed around the bend and out to the OTOW exit road. And there they were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOpel-RB9PU/TshNV30FCwI/AAAAAAAAF5E/7OEwFwq6qj8/s1600/Red-headed%2BWoodpecker_4407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676872368455486210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOpel-RB9PU/TshNV30FCwI/AAAAAAAAF5E/7OEwFwq6qj8/s400/Red-headed%2BWoodpecker_4407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We counted at least 4 Red-headed Woodpeckers flying around the area. There were several dead snags and the woodpeckers went back and forth hunting for insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAsSZ6PlqZ0/TshNVmftKbI/AAAAAAAAF44/x-kO8yxOgQg/s1600/Red-headed%2BWoodpecker_4399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676872363806632370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAsSZ6PlqZ0/TshNVmftKbI/AAAAAAAAF44/x-kO8yxOgQg/s400/Red-headed%2BWoodpecker_4399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We watched these beautiful birds for about 15 minutes. Bill was pleased - and so was I!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5307376106177293771?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5307376106177293771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5307376106177293771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5307376106177293771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5307376106177293771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-mission.html' title='On a Mission!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxY-Q7DTSXw/TshNo3ObMuI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/4yWpieD7yGg/s72-c/Kestrel_4343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7956901730531980545</id><published>2011-11-19T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:15:40.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkey Vulture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OTOW Unique Birders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Run of Dunnellon Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pileated Woodpecker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black and White Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wood Duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue-gray Gnatcatcher'/><title type='text'>Unique Birders Trip to Blue Run Park in Dunnellon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhuUvTX2Y1Y/TseYlYXHVEI/AAAAAAAAF38/Pt7P8suZnsI/s1600/Rainbow_4332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676673623285781570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhuUvTX2Y1Y/TseYlYXHVEI/AAAAAAAAF38/Pt7P8suZnsI/s400/Rainbow_4332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue Run Park borders the beautiful, crystal clear Rainbow River just down the road in Dunnellon. Melanie Vittiow lead the OTOW birding club along the trails. The day started out clear and brisk but it quickly warmed up as we made our way around the Pond Trail, the Sandhill Loop Trail and back along the Blue Run Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVT7mVAz0Fo/TseYk6wY7YI/AAAAAAAAF3w/mz2Maal_Y9g/s1600/Wood_Duck_4313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676673615338728834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVT7mVAz0Fo/TseYk6wY7YI/AAAAAAAAF3w/mz2Maal_Y9g/s400/Wood_Duck_4313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were several Wood Ducks on the large murky pond. They were pretty far out, but I was able to get a couple of decent pictures. After this optimistic start our sightings quickly went downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-bCTR3MGrs/TseYkUytM1I/AAAAAAAAF3k/1AkIMU8ITZ0/s1600/Vulture_4257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676673605147898706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-bCTR3MGrs/TseYkUytM1I/AAAAAAAAF3k/1AkIMU8ITZ0/s400/Vulture_4257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was desperate and even took a picture of a Turkey Vulture. How can a bird that is so ugly look so beautiful in the air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekHdQ5MaOqI/TseX_3q_y0I/AAAAAAAAF28/daG-NwLqPW4/s1600/Gnatcatcher_4265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676672978855643970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ekHdQ5MaOqI/TseX_3q_y0I/AAAAAAAAF28/daG-NwLqPW4/s400/Gnatcatcher_4265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were towards the end of the Blue Run Trail when we spotted a bush with activity. Starved for a sighting, we gingerly stepped a couple of feet onto private camping property despite the warnings that "Police will Notice" signs. There were several Blue-gray Gnatcatchers that flit around so quickly, it's almost impossible to get a decent picture. This one is good enough for identification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcXkpqTxX_o/TseX_sTwwhI/AAAAAAAAF20/NSSD9Ko-1ag/s1600/B%2526W_4274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676672975805399570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcXkpqTxX_o/TseX_sTwwhI/AAAAAAAAF20/NSSD9Ko-1ag/s400/B%2526W_4274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture that's good enough for identification - and nothing else. This is a Black and White Warbler - one of my favorite little birds. He was socializing with the Gnatcatchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHHMsOhYpL8/TseX-yj2v2I/AAAAAAAAF2c/j48rxYquy_8/s1600/IMG_4300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676672960303644514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHHMsOhYpL8/TseX-yj2v2I/AAAAAAAAF2c/j48rxYquy_8/s400/IMG_4300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This bird was overhead as we headed back to the parking lot. I am not sure what it is but suspect it's a first-winter Yellow-rumped Warbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNtYWfsbTTI/TseZcjTQJhI/AAAAAAAAF4I/AlLBGK5evY8/s1600/IMG_4272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676674571115177490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNtYWfsbTTI/TseZcjTQJhI/AAAAAAAAF4I/AlLBGK5evY8/s400/IMG_4272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another unidentified bird. I think it's a Ruby-crowned Kinglet. Where's Norm when I need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xWpYQ5grCs/TseYkfub5HI/AAAAAAAAF3U/UsZ_yp0ypYM/s1600/Piliated_Woodpecker_4298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676673608082777202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xWpYQ5grCs/TseYkfub5HI/AAAAAAAAF3U/UsZ_yp0ypYM/s400/Piliated_Woodpecker_4298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sighting of the day was a pair of magnificent Piliated Woodpeckers. We had to go into the thick brush to get a good view - and got covered with prickly tags - but it was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8I0Gm6exNG8/TseX-mTEmjI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/VxHdJukX7Ow/s1600/Tree_Frog_4330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676672957012023858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8I0Gm6exNG8/TseX-mTEmjI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/VxHdJukX7Ow/s400/Tree_Frog_4330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of our eagle-eyed spotters pointed out this small tree frog. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our hike we headed to Gruffs (with a "G" not a "C") for lunch. This is a great group and Bill and I really enjoyed ourselves! Next month is the annual Christmas Bird Count.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7956901730531980545?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7956901730531980545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7956901730531980545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7956901730531980545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7956901730531980545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/11/unique-birders-trip-to-blue-run-park-in.html' title='Unique Birders Trip to Blue Run Park in Dunnellon'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhuUvTX2Y1Y/TseYlYXHVEI/AAAAAAAAF38/Pt7P8suZnsI/s72-c/Rainbow_4332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7095578582854677130</id><published>2011-11-17T14:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:17:13.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stack and Wack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One block Wonder'/><title type='text'>Wack n Wonder - aka - "Another Opportunity for Creativity"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Quilt from Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do love quilting - but some are more fun than others. Last year I worked on a pattern that had a major mistake - leaving me short of material for the setting triangles. I was angry but my wise sister told me that quilters see these circumstances as "opportunities for creativity." My latest quilt has been such an opportunity right from the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4LOCE8fCpo/TsVEILhytrI/AAAAAAAAF14/mBFNY4lgzJs/s1600/Wack%2Bn%2BWonder_4251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676017812694546098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4LOCE8fCpo/TsVEILhytrI/AAAAAAAAF14/mBFNY4lgzJs/s400/Wack%2Bn%2BWonder_4251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My opportunity began I signed up for a class at my local quilt shop with 3 of my friends. A couple of weeks before the class was to begin we all headed to our very favorite shop in Trenton, FL to buy fabric. We had our supply lists in hand. Right away we should have suspected something was wrong because the list called for A LOT of material - 13 1/2 yards, not counting the backing, for a single-sized quilt! To make matters worse, my material had a smaller repeat - so I doubled the amount of the main fabric. The larger star blocks have a border and we were told to get a stripe - so I did. All my fabrics looked beautiful together in the pile and I couldn't wait for the class to begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pre-class instructions included making two plastic templates from the diagram in the book (one diamond and one triangle)and cutting "B" and "D" triangles. Since I had a triangle ruler, I used it to pre-cut the triangles instead of using the template. This turned out to be a good move on my part as the diagram was incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class, we proceeded to cut strips for the diamonds - lots of strips and lots of diamonds. When I started asking questions about the diamonds - we were told to cut 66 "sets." At that point, I counted the 11 star blocks on the sample and asked why we needed so many since there are only 11 blocks with 11 sets of diamonds. My teacher looked dumbfounded - deer in the headlights dumbfounded. Long story short, she had totally miscalculated and now I had way too many cut strips - and not enough material to cut the larger strips for the "one-block wonder" diamonds. Good thing I had extra material - except she had miscalculated these triangles also and, again, I didn't need as many strips as she called for. Same with the stripped border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I37Mnu72gs/TsVTOV1QndI/AAAAAAAAF2E/k5Whs58T0bQ/s1600/quilt_3827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676034411214183890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I37Mnu72gs/TsVTOV1QndI/AAAAAAAAF2E/k5Whs58T0bQ/s400/quilt_3827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I started putting the blocks together - I realized the stripped border was way too strong for the quilt. It jumped out and you missed the neat kaleidoscope stars and circles. Let me put it this way - if you laid a baby on the quilt, the poor child would throw up. An adult would have an instant migraine. Good thing I had all those extra strips!! I used them for borders. Now I had extra blocks - so I added two rows to the quilt making it wider than it is long. To correct this, I added an extra border to the top and bottom (yep, using even more of the extra strips). Now it's square. Using the main fabric for the borders instantly settled it down - maybe too much. I don't like that I used the same fabric both places but at least I didn't waste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quilt is a long way from being my favorite - but it's OK. The fabrics that looked so beautiful in the pile did not go together any where near as well as I thought they would. Even though the yellow was the exact yellow in the main fabric - it is too bright for the purple stripe. I should have stuck to one color instead of using both the yellow and green. I still have blue that I haven't even used. I don't think I'll put another border on it - and I'm not sure I have enough backing fabric. I'll probably use the stripe cut on the bias for the binding - but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome suggestions and discussion. Oh, by the way, our teacher? The poor dear was taking pain medicine that was way too strong - and she literally couldn't think straight. She felt terrible when she realized her mistake - but I told her it was just another opportunity for creativity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7095578582854677130?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7095578582854677130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7095578582854677130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7095578582854677130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7095578582854677130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/11/wack-n-wonder-aka-another-opportunity_17.html' title='Wack n Wonder - aka - &lt;p&gt;&quot;Another Opportunity for Creativity&quot;'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4LOCE8fCpo/TsVEILhytrI/AAAAAAAAF14/mBFNY4lgzJs/s72-c/Wack%2Bn%2BWonder_4251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-3062603968992468273</id><published>2011-10-29T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T16:17:16.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fox Squirrel'/><title type='text'>Quilts for the Kids</title><content type='html'>I can finally share pictures of the two quilts that I made over the summer - one for son John and the other for daughter Pamela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4Kmhr4n0Rk/TqiWvOkPHsI/AAAAAAAAF0k/7bG9su0o2tc/s1600/One%2BBlock%2BWonder_3829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667945869153869506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4Kmhr4n0Rk/TqiWvOkPHsI/AAAAAAAAF0k/7bG9su0o2tc/s400/One%2BBlock%2BWonder_3829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a One-Block Wonder that I made for John. I really enjoyed working with the blues, greens and yellows. The kaleidoscope effect comes from cutting triangles from 6 identical pieces of fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLoYJevkhWE/TqiWu8aME9I/AAAAAAAAF0c/xO6gk0JrdTY/s1600/French%2BBraid_3831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667945864279888850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLoYJevkhWE/TqiWu8aME9I/AAAAAAAAF0c/xO6gk0JrdTY/s400/French%2BBraid_3831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is Pamela's quilt - a French Braid. We selected the fabric together just days before she delivered my newest grandson, Leandro. I am currently in Maryland visiting and celebrating Gabriel's 7th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6RAOXZX1X8/TqiWu6oW0NI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/EXdN1-IbbQ8/s1600/Fox%2BSquirrel_3568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667945863802441938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6RAOXZX1X8/TqiWu6oW0NI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/EXdN1-IbbQ8/s400/Fox%2BSquirrel_3568.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left Florida, we had a visit from one of my favorite squirrels - the Florida Fox Squirrel. I'm sneaking this blog entry in while Pamela, Orlando and Gabriel are saying good-bye to the birthday guests. I'd better go help clean up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-3062603968992468273?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3062603968992468273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=3062603968992468273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3062603968992468273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3062603968992468273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/10/quilts-for-kids.html' title='Quilts for the Kids'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4Kmhr4n0Rk/TqiWvOkPHsI/AAAAAAAAF0k/7bG9su0o2tc/s72-c/One%2BBlock%2BWonder_3829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-6472734525246284100</id><published>2011-10-26T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:15:30.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red-tailed Hawk'/><title type='text'>New Quilt</title><content type='html'>This is one of the projects I have going. Yes, one. I have another quilt top that is almost finished - I just need to add the boarders (but it hasn't told me yet what it wants) and still another that is finished, just waiting for the backing and quilting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VzZKYa-g8TU/TqgDRxohuzI/AAAAAAAAF0E/ZINtcABPX58/s1600/quilt_3827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667783734961748786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VzZKYa-g8TU/TqgDRxohuzI/AAAAAAAAF0E/ZINtcABPX58/s400/quilt_3827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a stack and wack variation. It's similar to a one-block wonder, except there are two different blocks - one with diamonds that make the star and the other with triangles. Both are cut from the same material. This is not the final arrangement - I just laid what I had completed out on the bed to see where I am. I have enough fabric to add two more rows and make it queen-sized, but I don't know whether or not I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to Maryland tomorrow to surprise my grandson on his birthday. Gabriel is turning seven and mommy is away on a business trip so I decided grandma needed to be there for his big day. He was just elected class president (I'm SO-O-O proud of him!!) and I found a book about his idle - President Obama. Gabriel doesn't have any strong political feelings about Obama - he just likes that he has big ears - like he does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5rGP4k85fKs/TqgDRudiuqI/AAAAAAAAFz4/uAjIPJdV5CA/s1600/hawk_3824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667783734110370466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5rGP4k85fKs/TqgDRudiuqI/AAAAAAAAFz4/uAjIPJdV5CA/s400/hawk_3824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill and I spotted this big guy out back of our lanai last night while we were eating dinner. It was just starting to get dark, so I had to lightened the picture to identify him. I'm pretty sure it's a Red-tailed Hawk - very common around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-6472734525246284100?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6472734525246284100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=6472734525246284100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6472734525246284100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6472734525246284100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-quilt.html' title='New Quilt'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VzZKYa-g8TU/TqgDRxohuzI/AAAAAAAAF0E/ZINtcABPX58/s72-c/quilt_3827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-2104084144734130425</id><published>2011-10-21T19:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:17:47.739-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Phoebe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shalom Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Northern Mockingbird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Bluebird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red-bellied Woodpecker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brown Thrasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow-throated Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tufted Titmouse'/><title type='text'>Unique Birders</title><content type='html'>Today the On Top Of the World (OTOW) Unique Birders had their first field trip of the season. A dozen birders met at the nearby Shalom Park at 8:30 this morning. The weather was cool, but the sun was shinning and the skies were bright blue. Anne Merrick lead the trip down and around the various garden paths that criss-cross the well-manicured grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7OK3kgXY80/TqHybSC4TPI/AAAAAAAAFzo/4Viq_ecW_6Q/s1600/Unique_Birders_3787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666076356723100914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7OK3kgXY80/TqHybSC4TPI/AAAAAAAAFzo/4Viq_ecW_6Q/s400/Unique_Birders_3787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was difficult getting our resident birding expert Norm Lentz (far right) to put down his binoculars long enough to take this group shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKRyhQYzK7U/TqHybFA4COI/AAAAAAAAFzY/za8xFhaQo5c/s1600/IMG_3803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666076353225033954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKRyhQYzK7U/TqHybFA4COI/AAAAAAAAFzY/za8xFhaQo5c/s400/IMG_3803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the underside of a Yellow-throated Warbler. It's a lousy picture - but it sure shows how this small bird got his colorful name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NcxpWhTRh4Q/TqHybMJcUII/AAAAAAAAFzQ/aIWNrcJJ9Sc/s1600/IMG_3761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666076355140014210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NcxpWhTRh4Q/TqHybMJcUII/AAAAAAAAFzQ/aIWNrcJJ9Sc/s400/IMG_3761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Action shot! We watched this Eastern Phoebe for quite a while while he scooted around looking for insects on a dead limb. According to Donald and Lillian Stokes' &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Field Guide to Birds,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "25% or more of phoebe nests are parasitized by cowbirds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lyBVy73PM/TqHyGBldzuI/AAAAAAAAFzE/rFhhwvE8S9A/s1600/IMG_3746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075991527509730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5lyBVy73PM/TqHyGBldzuI/AAAAAAAAFzE/rFhhwvE8S9A/s400/IMG_3746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of the Eastern Phoebe sitting high and mighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GreRQoo5VtY/TqHyFlpxpeI/AAAAAAAAFy8/5V-iAPflWMg/s1600/IMG_3702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075984029394402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GreRQoo5VtY/TqHyFlpxpeI/AAAAAAAAFy8/5V-iAPflWMg/s400/IMG_3702.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe this is a Palm Warbler. Norm adds "This [Palm Warbler] is a good, crisp representation of the Western (Brown) variant in non-breeding plumage. The Eastern variant is yellow in all plumages. Both are common in Florida during the winter (non-breeding) season."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyME3sXCU00/TqHyFfyor9I/AAAAAAAAFys/gKI8hch6PaI/s1600/IMG_3696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075982455943122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyME3sXCU00/TqHyFfyor9I/AAAAAAAAFys/gKI8hch6PaI/s400/IMG_3696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was shopping in the moss and it looks like he has some stuck on his beak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXwZ_Qdc_b0/TqHyEzN7duI/AAAAAAAAFyk/J-cbwqUewLA/s1600/IMG_3659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075970490824418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXwZ_Qdc_b0/TqHyEzN7duI/AAAAAAAAFyk/J-cbwqUewLA/s400/IMG_3659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This looks like a Northern Parula - but that wasn't on our list, so it probably isn't. * Norm confirms my identification and Northern Parula Warbler has been added to our list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdQL9PDz8MM/TqHyEvE7WZI/AAAAAAAAFyU/uhsWXsAen7U/s1600/IMG_3657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075969379326354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdQL9PDz8MM/TqHyEvE7WZI/AAAAAAAAFyU/uhsWXsAen7U/s400/IMG_3657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mE0QhFzNEs/TqHxgCCb4NI/AAAAAAAAFyE/Lxk2wzhmkec/s1600/Tufted%2BTitmouse_3730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075338813989074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mE0QhFzNEs/TqHxgCCb4NI/AAAAAAAAFyE/Lxk2wzhmkec/s400/Tufted%2BTitmouse_3730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the adorable Tuffted Titmice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WxnGQ9cC5MA/TqHxf6-EbHI/AAAAAAAAFx8/4NzLmvlrZgE/s1600/Red-bellied%2BWoodpecker_3686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075336916626546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WxnGQ9cC5MA/TqHxf6-EbHI/AAAAAAAAFx8/4NzLmvlrZgE/s400/Red-bellied%2BWoodpecker_3686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was difficult getting a good shot of this Red-bellied Woodpecker with the sun in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AdxSwvmpx44/TqHxfZc0uYI/AAAAAAAAFxw/yGLzE6PLWho/s1600/Mockingbird_3764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075327918815618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AdxSwvmpx44/TqHxfZc0uYI/AAAAAAAAFxw/yGLzE6PLWho/s400/Mockingbird_3764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The State Bird of Florida, the Northern Mockingbird. We saw quite a few on our walk. This one was enjoying the beautiful bright purple berries on the Beautyberry bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TPQ9BcmDpw/TqHxfAQsRLI/AAAAAAAAFxg/KBidq-NjQSE/s1600/Brown_Thrasher_3777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075321157043378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TPQ9BcmDpw/TqHxfAQsRLI/AAAAAAAAFxg/KBidq-NjQSE/s400/Brown_Thrasher_3777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought I was going to have to crawl under the bushes to get a decent shot of this Brown Thrasher. He was hunting in the leaves for a meal of insects, lizards, snakes, or berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zj4db4Oz3JU/TqHxe8-NlkI/AAAAAAAAFxY/h0j4bx_s5us/s1600/Bluebird_3819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666075320274228802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zj4db4Oz3JU/TqHxe8-NlkI/AAAAAAAAFxY/h0j4bx_s5us/s400/Bluebird_3819.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Eastern Bluebirds are not as blue this time of the year as they are in the Spring - but they are still beautiful. We have lots of them in our backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our walk we went to the Oasis Restaurant for brunch, and compiled our list of the 25 birds seen on our walk. Nice outing! Thanks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-2104084144734130425?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2104084144734130425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=2104084144734130425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2104084144734130425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2104084144734130425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/10/unique-birders.html' title='Unique Birders'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7OK3kgXY80/TqHybSC4TPI/AAAAAAAAFzo/4Viq_ecW_6Q/s72-c/Unique_Birders_3787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-1537880491764276128</id><published>2011-10-11T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:32:27.146-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><title type='text'>Finally Finished</title><content type='html'>It's finally finished! This quilt is HUGE. I pieced it last winter from pre-cut strips (which I said I'd NEVER use again) and left it with a long arm quilter to sandwich and quilt. I didn't care if I ever saw it again as I really didn't like it - but Bill loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDISNcXetcY/TpQ6ndh0SkI/AAAAAAAAFww/M50DGiWV_0g/s1600/quilt_3534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662215081127332418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDISNcXetcY/TpQ6ndh0SkI/AAAAAAAAFww/M50DGiWV_0g/s400/quilt_3534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It looks much better now that it's finished. It's a long way around when you are hand sewing the binding - but I enjoy that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9qfuw-dpJE/TpQ6n496IDI/AAAAAAAAFxI/Uco-WgUiL8U/s1600/quilt_3535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662215088492912690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9qfuw-dpJE/TpQ6n496IDI/AAAAAAAAFxI/Uco-WgUiL8U/s400/quilt_3535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vicki Cooley did a great job on the quilting. One of the shops here in Ocala has a long arm machine that you can rent and my new machine is much bigger with a 11 1/2 inch throat, so I'm going to try my hand at doing my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rTB1zwMkOMI/TpQ6niWwitI/AAAAAAAAFw8/tHvLKG_G4qQ/s1600/quilt_3536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662215082423126738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rTB1zwMkOMI/TpQ6niWwitI/AAAAAAAAFw8/tHvLKG_G4qQ/s400/quilt_3536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the fabrics are batiks and they are beautiful. I did not like the pre-cut strips because they were not consistent and just sewing together a bunch of strips was boring - no challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two more quilts that I finished over the summer - a French Braid and a One-Block Wonder - but they are gifts for two of my kids so I can't share the pictures yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-1537880491764276128?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1537880491764276128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=1537880491764276128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1537880491764276128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1537880491764276128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/10/finally-finished.html' title='Finally Finished'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDISNcXetcY/TpQ6ndh0SkI/AAAAAAAAFww/M50DGiWV_0g/s72-c/quilt_3534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-4373866489900560620</id><published>2011-10-08T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:39:59.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pygmy Rattlesnake'/><title type='text'>Pygmy Rattlesnake</title><content type='html'>Bill does not like snakes; not even a little bit. Today, as he opened the garage screen, a Pygmy Rattlesnake fell and hit him on his chest, landed on the driveway in front of him and coiled up ready to strike. Bill screamed - and I came running. I thought he was cute, but I knew he was about to die (the snake - not Bill) so I ran to get my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GC9rZIPLOjU/TpD30ByKSWI/AAAAAAAAFwo/TiXtiMZtixc/s1600/Pygmy_Rattlesnake_3522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661297204808796514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GC9rZIPLOjU/TpD30ByKSWI/AAAAAAAAFwo/TiXtiMZtixc/s400/Pygmy_Rattlesnake_3522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He may have been small (Bill swears he was six feet long and at least 100 pounds) but his little tail was rattling and his fangs were ready. A neighbor who had had a similar experience just two days ago came over and confirmed it's identify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz-j3NRtPX4/TpD30IUC99I/AAAAAAAAFwg/E1YQZMJwC0o/s1600/Pygmy_Rattlesnake_3524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661297206561535954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz-j3NRtPX4/TpD30IUC99I/AAAAAAAAFwg/E1YQZMJwC0o/s400/Pygmy_Rattlesnake_3524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He decided to make a get-away, but it was short lived. Bill cut his head off with a large shovel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-4373866489900560620?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4373866489900560620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=4373866489900560620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/4373866489900560620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/4373866489900560620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/10/pygmy-rattlesnake.html' title='Pygmy Rattlesnake'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GC9rZIPLOjU/TpD30ByKSWI/AAAAAAAAFwo/TiXtiMZtixc/s72-c/Pygmy_Rattlesnake_3522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-5277795559099006636</id><published>2011-10-06T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:41:41.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joplin Missouri</title><content type='html'>No beautiful pictures in this blog entry. On our way to Florida, we stopped in Joplin, Missouri to see the aftermath of the tornado that hit in May. The devastation left us speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBrqsSr2gdE/To5TT9dVJHI/AAAAAAAAFwY/RaWyFgyFjhM/s1600/Joplin_3473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660553384031495282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBrqsSr2gdE/To5TT9dVJHI/AAAAAAAAFwY/RaWyFgyFjhM/s400/Joplin_3473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But everywhere you could see the spirit of the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyEYlP7Z-fc/To5TTomW-QI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/uj2IpLiguto/s1600/Joplin_3461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660553378432219394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dyEYlP7Z-fc/To5TTomW-QI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/uj2IpLiguto/s400/Joplin_3461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is St. John's Hospital. Notice the tree in the foreground. All of the trees were stripped of limbs - but many still had leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIhk2JPqpiA/To5TDu_epTI/AAAAAAAAFwI/Sodg0f1sXX0/s1600/Joplin_3448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660553105270285618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIhk2JPqpiA/To5TDu_epTI/AAAAAAAAFwI/Sodg0f1sXX0/s400/Joplin_3448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a typical neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wt5eGV6PdVo/To5TDfGHrrI/AAAAAAAAFwA/XqYh784Zgg8/s1600/Joplin_3441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660553101003173554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wt5eGV6PdVo/To5TDfGHrrI/AAAAAAAAFwA/XqYh784Zgg8/s400/Joplin_3441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were colorful stars all over town with words like "love," "hope" and "faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-JflV42Y30/To5TDWmpeZI/AAAAAAAAFv4/O5vqmb6G-qk/s1600/Joplin_3479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660553098723686802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-JflV42Y30/To5TDWmpeZI/AAAAAAAAFv4/O5vqmb6G-qk/s400/Joplin_3479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This must have been a parking garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill and I rode around the town in silence, not believing what we were seeing. We thought about our own little adventure with our burglary - and felt incredibly fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joplin is about half an hour from our very good friends Mike and Mel in Shell Knob where we spent a wonderful weekend visiting, eating, fishing, eating, relaxing, birding - and just having a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZj_v1aD5Dc/To5TDKVAKJI/AAAAAAAAFvw/1sQ2UEOVOhw/s1600/Taranchula_3493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660553095428450450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZj_v1aD5Dc/To5TDKVAKJI/AAAAAAAAFvw/1sQ2UEOVOhw/s400/Taranchula_3493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and Mel had a couple of other visitors - two furry taranchula spiders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIbD7-JRWsA/To5TC90IAUI/AAAAAAAAFvo/BJHT9vgdpA8/s1600/spider_3511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660553092069327170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIbD7-JRWsA/To5TC90IAUI/AAAAAAAAFvo/BJHT9vgdpA8/s400/spider_3511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this exceptional specimen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5277795559099006636?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5277795559099006636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5277795559099006636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5277795559099006636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5277795559099006636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/10/joplin-missouri.html' title='Joplin Missouri'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBrqsSr2gdE/To5TT9dVJHI/AAAAAAAAFwY/RaWyFgyFjhM/s72-c/Joplin_3473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-2026815961435319006</id><published>2011-09-27T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:19:49.121-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skeleton Bandits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado Springs Hot Air Balloon Festival'/><title type='text'>September to Remember</title><content type='html'>I'm glad the month of September is almost over! While it started wonderfully with guests Bob and Peggy from Ocala, it quickly went downhill over Labor Day weekend when our house was broken into. We were gone for just a couple of hours at dusk to attend the Balloon Glow in Colorado Springs' Memorial Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5j17ml3w24/ToHr9ZvFzvI/AAAAAAAAFu4/f9fAYb7ivfA/s1600/balloon%2Bglow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657062047067000562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5j17ml3w24/ToHr9ZvFzvI/AAAAAAAAFu4/f9fAYb7ivfA/s400/balloon%2Bglow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was enough time for the burglars to steal our two new flat screen TVs, our friend's Kindles and new red suitcase, my laptop computer with all my images and editing software, 2 cameras (my new T2i with the smaller 18-55 lens was with me), Canon 70-300 IS zoom lens and accessories, binoculars and GPS, all of my jewelry including a diamond watch that had belonged to my mother, food (they preferred hamburger and sausage to rib eye steaks), wine and all the toilet paper in the house - even the roll on the spindle! All of our goodies were whisked away in our 2003 silver-grey Hyundai Santa Fe SUV. We had conveniently left all our keys hanging on hooks by the door into the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass in our back door had been shot in, every closet, drawer and cabinet had been opened and routed through and bottles of collector wines from my cooler were all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3L-8QOgwd4/ToIQiinLplI/AAAAAAAAFvI/IcYzuPZndtM/s1600/balloons_3367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657102267523507794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3L-8QOgwd4/ToIQiinLplI/AAAAAAAAFvI/IcYzuPZndtM/s400/balloons_3367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It felt strange - and a bit scary - the next morning when we left the house to watch the hot air balloons take off - but our friends came to see the festival and we were not going to disappoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was beautiful. After the double launch of balloons, we went for a leisurely breakfast. The rest of the day was spent repairing the back door and changing all the locks. The garage door opener had to be disconnected as the remote was in the car. I started compiling the list of what was missing and tried to locate as many receipts as possible. We called ADT and made an appointment to have a security system installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Buy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;has been wonderful. Since we purchased many of the electronics there, they were able to print out a complete report of all of our purchases since I joined the Rewards Program in 2004. So far our homeowners insurance has been helpful - but we don't have a check yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine our surprise when a couple of days after the break-in we heard about a bank robbery just south of the Springs in Security. Two men wearing skeleton masks and gloves robbed a bank at gun point and got away in a (wait for it!) ...2003 silver-grey Hyundai Santa-Fe SUV. By the time they read the license plate number, we already knew it was our car. The FBI was now on the look-out for the "Skeleton Bandits" and our famous get-away car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were arrested later in the week after abandoning our car on the west side of the Springs. That evening we were called by police detectives to bring a copy of our list of stolen items to an apartment in town - home of the main suspect's girlfriend. I recovered many of our items, including the smaller TV, 2 Kindles, 2 cameras, binoculars, not-so-new anymore red suitcase, about 80% of my jewelry - including my mother's watch and several items I hadn't discovered were missing yet (including some worthless foreign currency and, of all things, a box of wooden toothpicks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a happy camper. At that time, we were hoping to get our car back in a couple of days.We started to relax and make plans for our annual winter migration south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEvWmWXkG24/ToIbOzJ2HUI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/T2CIpf_3o24/s1600/Bill%252C%2BPeg%252C%2BBob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657114022994386242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEvWmWXkG24/ToIbOzJ2HUI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/T2CIpf_3o24/s400/Bill%252C%2BPeg%252C%2BBob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite the turmoil, we had a great visit with our friends. Peggy was affected by the altitude, but still enjoyed a train ride through the Royal Gorge and a trip to Cripple Creek and Victor to see the gold mining operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtK73_OwR7o/ToIbPNXW36I/AAAAAAAAFvg/ptbSLRJCRys/s1600/tire_3417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657114030030380962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtK73_OwR7o/ToIbPNXW36I/AAAAAAAAFvg/ptbSLRJCRys/s400/tire_3417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with Bob and Peggy mugging for the recovered Nikon camera in one of the tires from the HUGE trucks used in the mining operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9kyPOxXoY/ToIbO0g2M1I/AAAAAAAAFvY/I7N08PXm7C0/s1600/gold%2Bmine_3387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657114023359296338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9kyPOxXoY/ToIbO0g2M1I/AAAAAAAAFvY/I7N08PXm7C0/s400/gold%2Bmine_3387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What an amazing view across the open pit. Those little specks are the huge trucks. With the price of gold hovering around $2000 an ounce, they are doing quite well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that recovered Nikon camera? When I went to check some pictures Bill had taken, I discovered a 90 second video the burglars had taken of themselves at the apartment. Girlfriend (referred to as "video baby" by the guy behind the camera) was relaxing on the sofa - reading Peg's Kindle. A bottle of WalMart Sparkling Lemonade - straight out of our refrigerator - was sitting on the coffee table. The main suspect briefly appeared - wearing the same shirt we had seen in surveillance tapes from one of their other burglaries. The time stamp indicated the video was taken the day after our break-in. Detectives now have that disk and I decided it was not a good idea to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then we have a new fancy-dancy security and fire system monitored by ADT. It even has a temperature monitor so if the temperature in the house goes above 100 or below 45 degrees, we get a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things we do each year before we leave for the winter is to have our 4 1/2 year-old, $7000 heating system completely gone over and checked out. This year was no exception. Even though the unit is less than 5 years old - it makes us feel better. $89 later we had a stamp of approval. The house was ready for winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would have never given it a second thought except for the slight cold snap. I felt chilly and asked Bill to turn on the heat. It didn't come on. Long story short and TWO service calls later, they tell us the heater needs a $1500 part - but they don't recommend we fix what they now tell us is a bad system with no warranty, no guarantee. The new heating system (hot water baseboard heat and hot water) is over $6000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spent all day Friday installing it and guess what? It didn't work! We were left for the weekend with no heat and lukewarm water. I was fit to be tied!! Yesterday they were here again for the day and now we have heat and hot, hot water - but the heater leaks water, so here we sit yet another day waiting for service - and the unit still needs to be inspected. We WERE hoping to leave tomorrow - but that will probably get pushed ahead - again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about our stolen car you ask? Well, the DA called and we won't get it back until AFTER the trial - which could be two years from now! ...Something about DNA evidence. Insurance?? Well, the car has been recovered, so they will not pay unless there is damage - but we don't know where the car is, what condition it's in or what might be in the car! Good thing we have another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I whined enough??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-2026815961435319006?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2026815961435319006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=2026815961435319006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2026815961435319006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2026815961435319006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-to-remember.html' title='September to Remember'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5j17ml3w24/ToHr9ZvFzvI/AAAAAAAAFu4/f9fAYb7ivfA/s72-c/balloon%2Bglow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7925751285929161476</id><published>2011-08-16T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:06:54.907-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APQS Millennium Longarm'/><title type='text'>Quilting up a storm!</title><content type='html'>I've been busy with my new machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpumjBC7z4g/TkqQGwZo3OI/AAAAAAAAFuo/UNbBcvo2i2E/s1600/quilt_3209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641479928981019874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpumjBC7z4g/TkqQGwZo3OI/AAAAAAAAFuo/UNbBcvo2i2E/s400/quilt_3209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the start of a new top I'm doing. It's a combination of star blocks and log cabin blocks. The log cabin blocks are fun - the star blocks are a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C7U1FBUkzGc/TkqQGlvYnxI/AAAAAAAAFug/KM7AX9KHsOY/s1600/quilt_3210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641479926119440146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C7U1FBUkzGc/TkqQGlvYnxI/AAAAAAAAFug/KM7AX9KHsOY/s400/quilt_3210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was the last of my long arm classes. Initially, I did not think I was going to like it - but yesterday I got to spend over an hour working on a small quilt I put together just to practice on - and it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5s3XlGOJqBA/TkqQGV3y-ZI/AAAAAAAAFuY/63WKE7orHdA/s1600/quilt_3212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641479921859754386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5s3XlGOJqBA/TkqQGV3y-ZI/AAAAAAAAFuY/63WKE7orHdA/s400/quilt_3212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The machine was an APQS Millennium with stitch regulator - which keeps the stitches the same size as you move along, speeding up when you go faster and slowing down when you do. I hated it. In talking to my sister, she said she did not like the stitch regulator either - so I turned it OFF and found the machine MUCH easier to use. Once I relaxed my shoulders, and moved at a consistent speed, I found it was actually fun! I did a simple meander and almost finished the center during class. I'm going to try some patterns along the border - but may not get to it right away because... Today, my daughter and newest grandson arrive for a week and I can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7925751285929161476?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7925751285929161476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7925751285929161476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7925751285929161476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7925751285929161476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/08/quilting-up-storm.html' title='Quilting up a storm!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpumjBC7z4g/TkqQGwZo3OI/AAAAAAAAFuo/UNbBcvo2i2E/s72-c/quilt_3209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-6377231234723248489</id><published>2011-08-13T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T17:04:35.080-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janome sewing machine'/><title type='text'>My new playmate.</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay, okay. I know I've been really bad about not blogging on a regular basis - but I've got some great excuses - really I do! First, we've had a miserable heat wave so we've not hiked as much as usual - some days we couldn't even sit outside. Second, I've been spending way too much time sewing and since I've been working on quilts that are gifts, I've not wanted to post pictures. Third, I have a new playmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wdtvYfKz3jE/TkawlQ1DFGI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/ND-XaaWyfLE/s1600/Janome_3202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640389737547240546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wdtvYfKz3jE/TkawlQ1DFGI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/ND-XaaWyfLE/s400/Janome_3202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Janome Horizon Memorycraft 7700 QCP - and she's every bit as wonderful as her impressive name. I still love my original Janome - but she's a toy next to this sweet baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After selling some old gold jewelry (at ridiculous prices!)the hunt was on for a machine with a wider throat - the measurement from needle to base. My small Janome measures 6 1/2 inches. Most full size machines measure 8 to 10 inches. I even looked at mid-arm machines. Then I found my Horizon. The throat measures a full 11+ inches! My goal is to learn to machine quilt so I can save the money I'm now spending to send my quilts out to be done on a long arm. The cost runs $150-$225 for each quilt so I figure if I make 10 quilts - my new machine pays for its self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfr3lHT1oXM/Tkav9sOimdI/AAAAAAAAFuI/hZv3KrWKago/s1600/Sidney%2527s%2BQuilt_2899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640389057707153874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfr3lHT1oXM/Tkav9sOimdI/AAAAAAAAFuI/hZv3KrWKago/s400/Sidney%2527s%2BQuilt_2899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the "Lucky Stars" quilt I made for Bill's granddaughter Sidney. I really enjoyed making this pattern and it was wonderful working with girl colors - since all my grandchildren are boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfTmC1Bh8Xs/Tkav9HrcHkI/AAAAAAAAFt4/3OGQ3yGdiZE/s1600/Camron%2527s%2BQuilt_3170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640389047896251970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfTmC1Bh8Xs/Tkav9HrcHkI/AAAAAAAAFt4/3OGQ3yGdiZE/s400/Camron%2527s%2BQuilt_3170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this pattern for a French Braid sampler would be easy - but I was wrong. I enlarged the size of the quilt and putting it all together was much more difficult than it would have been otherwise. I do love the colors and had a really good time selecting the fabric for this one. Parts of this quilt come from states from Florida to Colorado. We may have eaten our way through Louisiana, but I quilt shopped my way through the other states! This quilt was a gift for Bill's grandson, Camron - Sidney's brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IapG0laLiGw/Tkav9Y350TI/AAAAAAAAFuA/kIpfm6064fQ/s1600/IMG_3169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640389052511932722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IapG0laLiGw/Tkav9Y350TI/AAAAAAAAFuA/kIpfm6064fQ/s400/IMG_3169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This close-up of the machine quilting shows the cool pattern - aptly named "Fireworks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5K1nhkT_yU/TkavnRBD0EI/AAAAAAAAFtw/mEdkcRWEles/s1600/hummer_3153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640388672445730882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5K1nhkT_yU/TkavnRBD0EI/AAAAAAAAFtw/mEdkcRWEles/s400/hummer_3153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though we have three hummingbird feeders hanging around the patio - the birds still enjoy the organic sweet treats at our hanging baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gHjdOyKsN8/TkavnDXyesI/AAAAAAAAFto/xnmo90KCB9E/s1600/Grosbeak_3128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640388668782967490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gHjdOyKsN8/TkavnDXyesI/AAAAAAAAFto/xnmo90KCB9E/s400/Grosbeak_3128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've had a few Black-capped Grosbeaks at the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wde5WMwmQik/TkavnChLiWI/AAAAAAAAFtg/QOD-I8MrhSA/s1600/finches_3137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640388668553922914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wde5WMwmQik/TkavnChLiWI/AAAAAAAAFtg/QOD-I8MrhSA/s400/finches_3137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This House Finch family was comical. The new fledglings (the ones with the bad hair) would sit on, and even in, the feeders and yell for papa to feed them! He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_iBIPHMjPc/Tkavm-sLcfI/AAAAAAAAFtY/RveejY0Rtdo/s1600/cloud_3183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640388667526312434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_iBIPHMjPc/Tkavm-sLcfI/AAAAAAAAFtY/RveejY0Rtdo/s400/cloud_3183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out this cloud! It was right over our patio. We watched it swirl for about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuYpwnT7bzg/Tkavm1QBZyI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/Iant5TRNJjI/s1600/cat_3126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640388664992294690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuYpwnT7bzg/Tkavm1QBZyI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/Iant5TRNJjI/s400/cat_3126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bill's sister moved to a beautiful new home in Littleton - so we went to visit. The first time I walked by the dinning room table I noticed this silly centerpiece - it was all smashed down and lopsided. I thought it was really strange that she kept it on the table looking so sad -- until I noticed this scene a little later. Her one-eyed kitty used the centerpiece as a bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-6377231234723248489?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6377231234723248489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=6377231234723248489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6377231234723248489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6377231234723248489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-playmate.html' title='My new playmate.'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wdtvYfKz3jE/TkawlQ1DFGI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/ND-XaaWyfLE/s72-c/Janome_3202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-3653948608199770784</id><published>2011-08-08T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:18:45.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Beth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMvH-zXxoE4/Tj_ghFSz2CI/AAAAAAAAFtI/4RFdE8QJDjE/s1600/Beth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638472117452527650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMvH-zXxoE4/Tj_ghFSz2CI/AAAAAAAAFtI/4RFdE8QJDjE/s400/Beth2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-3653948608199770784?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3653948608199770784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=3653948608199770784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3653948608199770784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3653948608199770784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-beth.html' title='Happy Birthday Beth!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMvH-zXxoE4/Tj_ghFSz2CI/AAAAAAAAFtI/4RFdE8QJDjE/s72-c/Beth2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-3966058028273692214</id><published>2011-07-18T14:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:06:25.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antelope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leucistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Swallow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raccoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mountain Bluebird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Sparrow'/><title type='text'>BEAR encounter!</title><content type='html'>The other day Bill and I went to the Upper Huerfano Valley, San Isabel National Forest for a picnic lunch with his daughter Laura, husband Tim, oldest son Kyle and Kyle's girlfriend Raeanne. This would have been our weekend to go camping, but with the severe fire restrictions, we decided that camping without a campfire would just not be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving - driving out the long, extremely bumpy dirt road away from the trail head and the camping sites, Tim stopped and ran back to our car and pointed out a huge bear in the woods. Bill wouldn't let me get out of the car, so Tim took my camera and tried to get a picture. With all the branches and underbrush, the camera did not focus and the pictures did not turn out. I was bummed. The bear was very close to where we camp - which is a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving down the road towards Gardner, we saw two more bears. This time they were in a clearing so I could get some decent pictures from the safety of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp72vAouVlk/TiRJZFz7dFI/AAAAAAAAFtA/YvhOBHt_3P8/s1600/Bear_2883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630706129525503058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp72vAouVlk/TiRJZFz7dFI/AAAAAAAAFtA/YvhOBHt_3P8/s400/Bear_2883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first one was cinnamon colored - not quite as big as the other one we'd seen - but big enough! (Note the ear tag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6qXID8joS4/TiRJT1kynZI/AAAAAAAAFs4/irEZr0D_-eQ/s1600/Bears_2878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630706039267696018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6qXID8joS4/TiRJT1kynZI/AAAAAAAAFs4/irEZr0D_-eQ/s400/Bears_2878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His companion was a large all brown bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C4i5LjOgZk0/TiRJTTBQMXI/AAAAAAAAFsw/Si01-pJemXY/s1600/Bear_2864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630706029991833970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C4i5LjOgZk0/TiRJTTBQMXI/AAAAAAAAFsw/Si01-pJemXY/s400/Bear_2864.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though neither bear was black in color, they were both Black Bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8J3SIivVaE/TiRJTahp9fI/AAAAAAAAFso/-HszsUjEDhc/s1600/Bear_2870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630706032006788594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8J3SIivVaE/TiRJTahp9fI/AAAAAAAAFso/-HszsUjEDhc/s400/Bear_2870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the time they wandered off and I finished taking pictures, several other cars had stopped behind us to take pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gk_x0aFcsXc/TiRJTPOCwmI/AAAAAAAAFsg/FZIhxkbwpok/s1600/Deer_2857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630706028971737698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gk_x0aFcsXc/TiRJTPOCwmI/AAAAAAAAFsg/FZIhxkbwpok/s400/Deer_2857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another sight along the road - a large family of deer including this antlered male and adorable spotted fawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill took me along for the maiden voyage of one of his new planes - a seaplane that he had just completed. He takes off from a lake located east of town at a Boy Scout campground. I was supposed to be taking pictures of the planes - but every once in a while something else captured my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axFWkFlvhIw/TiRJS26AugI/AAAAAAAAFsY/5F6yU5SWbYg/s1600/Sparrow_2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630706022445267458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axFWkFlvhIw/TiRJS26AugI/AAAAAAAAFsY/5F6yU5SWbYg/s400/Sparrow_2695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture of Song Sparrow shows its identifying characteristic - a central spot on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EiwB-Tlr8m8/TiRI5CJkkII/AAAAAAAAFsQ/D7RNQkfGEJ8/s1600/Swallow_2691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705578786721922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EiwB-Tlr8m8/TiRI5CJkkII/AAAAAAAAFsQ/D7RNQkfGEJ8/s400/Swallow_2691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of Tree Swallows flying around - but it's a treat when one lands and lets me get a decent picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYor60aciCo/TiRI5LavvHI/AAAAAAAAFsI/V1YFgDUoRBM/s1600/Bluebird_2655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705581274676338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYor60aciCo/TiRI5LavvHI/AAAAAAAAFsI/V1YFgDUoRBM/s400/Bluebird_2655.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are two main types of Bluebirds here in Colorado: Western Bluebirds with the rusty red chests and the more common Mountain Bluebirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl7fEvbS2p4/TiRI4t-fPzI/AAAAAAAAFsA/ry-mXD5RdcA/s1600/Bluebird_2578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705573371526962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl7fEvbS2p4/TiRI4t-fPzI/AAAAAAAAFsA/ry-mXD5RdcA/s400/Bluebird_2578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a nest under the roof of the out-building and this youngster was trying out his wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XTcRrS8dYXw/TiRI4Rq2uWI/AAAAAAAAFr4/Z2GmJFhbq90/s1600/antilopes_2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705565772986722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XTcRrS8dYXw/TiRI4Rq2uWI/AAAAAAAAFr4/Z2GmJFhbq90/s400/antilopes_2762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home we saw lots of Antelope including this large male and his lady friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmOB_wN5XmM/TiRI4ZC5YFI/AAAAAAAAFrw/jX8Zuad11dc/s1600/white_House_Finch_2784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705567752872018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmOB_wN5XmM/TiRI4ZC5YFI/AAAAAAAAFrw/jX8Zuad11dc/s400/white_House_Finch_2784.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back home in our yard we have had an odd visitor. This is a common female House Finch - only she is almost all white. My initial thought is that she was an albino - but her eyes are not pink. I sent this picture to a local birder and he replied that she is leucistic - an abnormally pale bird with very faint markings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Cornell Lab of Ornithology: "Albinism is a genetic mutation that prevents the production of melanin in the body. Leucism is a genetic mutation that prevents melanin from being deposited normally on feathers." Both are quite rare. She has returned daily, but according to the experts, she may not be able to find a mate who will accept her and her odd coloring makes her an easier target for predators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72Z4zJ7Mf6Y/TiRIjCbMARI/AAAAAAAAFro/TMFQwVLcT_8/s1600/Hummingbird_2795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705200903487762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72Z4zJ7Mf6Y/TiRIjCbMARI/AAAAAAAAFro/TMFQwVLcT_8/s400/Hummingbird_2795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We haven't had many hummingbirds this year - yet. This one must be a new fledgling as she still has some baby fuzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ACifMfj2baE/TiRIisBdrsI/AAAAAAAAFrg/qBy4GKIeAjU/s1600/baby_Robin_2775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705194890014402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ACifMfj2baE/TiRIisBdrsI/AAAAAAAAFrg/qBy4GKIeAjU/s400/baby_Robin_2775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More baby birds: Robins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-D-Umt7rj0/TiRIiZQ1JJI/AAAAAAAAFrY/O4SFmjLnFNk/s1600/Robins_2769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705189854192786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-D-Umt7rj0/TiRIiZQ1JJI/AAAAAAAAFrY/O4SFmjLnFNk/s400/Robins_2769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They come to shower in our pond almost every day. I don't blame them one bit as it has been exceptionally hot here - but every time I go to complain about our 90 degrees - I see that everywhere else has as hot or hotter temperatures and the added bonus of humidity. Our humidity still measures in the single digits most days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhUUisK0r78/TiRIh6sVbfI/AAAAAAAAFrI/46yfEEfFXdk/s1600/raccoon_2808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705181648055794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhUUisK0r78/TiRIh6sVbfI/AAAAAAAAFrI/46yfEEfFXdk/s400/raccoon_2808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the chimney on our neighbor's roof and we can see it from our patio. It makes a nice little house for a family of raccoons. We sat outside and amused ourselves watching them stretch and wiggle around until finally at dusk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nO4qw7Ctag/TiRIiH-y4NI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/KSTFINsdn-Q/s1600/raccoon_2815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630705185215144146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nO4qw7Ctag/TiRIiH-y4NI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/KSTFINsdn-Q/s400/raccoon_2815.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...one of them headed out and immediately came into our yard to get a drink at our birdbath. The others waited patiently for him to return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-3966058028273692214?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3966058028273692214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=3966058028273692214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3966058028273692214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3966058028273692214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/07/bear-encounter.html' title='BEAR encounter!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp72vAouVlk/TiRJZFz7dFI/AAAAAAAAFtA/YvhOBHt_3P8/s72-c/Bear_2883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-4465011634051230890</id><published>2011-07-03T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T18:18:46.401-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palmer Park'/><title type='text'>Sewing Up A Storm</title><content type='html'>Last time I got together with my daughters, we went to a quilt shop and they each selected material. Laura wanted a beach bag and Pam wanted a quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDenHqf__AY/ThDhPNKlpFI/AAAAAAAAFpw/I7yTdylYWXM/s1600/Laura_bag_throw_2433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243585934107730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDenHqf__AY/ThDhPNKlpFI/AAAAAAAAFpw/I7yTdylYWXM/s400/Laura_bag_throw_2433.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Laura's bag. I had enough material left that I also made her a beach throw. It's the first project that I've attempted that is completely mine - from design to quilting. It's big enough for two people to sit on or one to throw over a chaise lounge. I finished it in time to give it to her on my recent trip back to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRQWpihuD50/ThDhOv0qcTI/AAAAAAAAFpo/NWDvgbTGjyQ/s1600/bags_2503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243578057519410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRQWpihuD50/ThDhOv0qcTI/AAAAAAAAFpo/NWDvgbTGjyQ/s400/bags_2503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After finishing Laura's project, I made market bags - LOTS of market bags. I took 6 with me and gave them to family. Each one has at least one huge pocket and reinforced handles. I cut up plastic cutting mats (Dollar Tree - 2 for $1) to put in the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQeWsnHlzjs/ThDhOmEsnRI/AAAAAAAAFpg/75V_AoEhTZE/s1600/Pam_quilt_2504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243575440416018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VQeWsnHlzjs/ThDhOmEsnRI/AAAAAAAAFpg/75V_AoEhTZE/s400/Pam_quilt_2504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the start of Pam's quilt. She loves orange - so this should be perfect for her when it is done! The pattern is a French Braid with separator bands. I'm doing 5 braid runs so it will be big enough for her queen-sized bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RG41NVLRFks/ThDg8k-L51I/AAAAAAAAFpY/WTy0A_73m2c/s1600/Chickadee_2422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243265907025746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RG41NVLRFks/ThDg8k-L51I/AAAAAAAAFpY/WTy0A_73m2c/s400/Chickadee_2422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our feeders keep busy with lots of House Finches and Lesser Goldfinches - and an occasional Black-capped Chickadee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Azy7uJIc6k/ThDg8ncgOjI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/4JxwpY7pEi4/s1600/Butterfly_2428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243266571057714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Azy7uJIc6k/ThDg8ncgOjI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/4JxwpY7pEi4/s400/Butterfly_2428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our flowers are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqCWSurc0Nk/ThDg762Y2SI/AAAAAAAAFpI/OVb_ktkMY9Q/s1600/Butterfly_2424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243254600030498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqCWSurc0Nk/ThDg762Y2SI/AAAAAAAAFpI/OVb_ktkMY9Q/s400/Butterfly_2424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and so was this visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOSHJSoQ4jk/ThDg7TlbRiI/AAAAAAAAFpA/r3UFkInqVZI/s1600/Salida_2446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243244059903522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOSHJSoQ4jk/ThDg7TlbRiI/AAAAAAAAFpA/r3UFkInqVZI/s400/Salida_2446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bill and I headed up into the mountains to escape the heat here in Colorado Springs. Salida was hosting the annual kayak festival on the Arkansas River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dLvaUs-hUTI/ThDg7SxgnRI/AAAAAAAAFo4/KZDeNMj5jYY/s1600/Salida_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625243243842149650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dLvaUs-hUTI/ThDg7SxgnRI/AAAAAAAAFo4/KZDeNMj5jYY/s400/Salida_2467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just watching them cooled us off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UT7ig9WThlE/ThDgq7dpj2I/AAAAAAAAFow/WjPobrys_Os/s1600/Salida_2442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625242962706927458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UT7ig9WThlE/ThDgq7dpj2I/AAAAAAAAFow/WjPobrys_Os/s400/Salida_2442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These children were all lined up waiting for the music to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JwXYPuiPIR8/ThDgqmnnK7I/AAAAAAAAFoo/4ngJhktJUOY/s1600/Wilkerson_Pass_2475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625242957111569330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JwXYPuiPIR8/ThDgqmnnK7I/AAAAAAAAFoo/4ngJhktJUOY/s400/Wilkerson_Pass_2475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We came home over Wilkerson Pass with one of the most beautiful views in Colorado. Yes, that's snow in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZorx5RRTkI/ThDgqaCYbfI/AAAAAAAAFog/B-DvVtBAR_k/s1600/Towhee_2484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625242953734188530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZorx5RRTkI/ThDgqaCYbfI/AAAAAAAAFog/B-DvVtBAR_k/s400/Towhee_2484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Palmer Park is one of our favorite places to hike - and as we walk, the sounds of the Towhees are everywhere. This one was singing like there's no tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cutTJx-D3fQ/ThDgqMGMgGI/AAAAAAAAFoY/89XvvHFst8w/s1600/Peak_2492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625242949992087650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cutTJx-D3fQ/ThDgqMGMgGI/AAAAAAAAFoY/89XvvHFst8w/s400/Peak_2492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view of Pikes Peak, Garden of the Gods and downtown Colorado Springs from up in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4P-og5vB_Y/ThDgppJXI7I/AAAAAAAAFoQ/u3irZ_58bWg/s1600/Peak_2494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625242940610126770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4P-og5vB_Y/ThDgppJXI7I/AAAAAAAAFoQ/u3irZ_58bWg/s400/Peak_2494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and another view looking through the cactus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-4465011634051230890?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4465011634051230890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=4465011634051230890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/4465011634051230890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/4465011634051230890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/07/sewing-up-storm.html' title='Sewing Up A Storm'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDenHqf__AY/ThDhPNKlpFI/AAAAAAAAFpw/I7yTdylYWXM/s72-c/Laura_bag_throw_2433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-1711189168113249951</id><published>2011-06-10T13:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:42:47.726-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom renovation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby Mountain Chickadee'/><title type='text'>Baby Chickadees</title><content type='html'>We took a break from our many projects to watch our little family of Mountain Chickadees come out and meet the world. It was quite a process!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZEuwQK8rhs/TfJCbYNI_rI/AAAAAAAAFoI/Z154ebFupSg/s1600/chickadee_2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616624723405897394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZEuwQK8rhs/TfJCbYNI_rI/AAAAAAAAFoI/Z154ebFupSg/s400/chickadee_2129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the first baby looking for a parent to bring him some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-eYWPhLQZs/TfJCbOHDzUI/AAAAAAAAFoA/528WFZb6p4Y/s1600/chickadee_2141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616624720696036674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-eYWPhLQZs/TfJCbOHDzUI/AAAAAAAAFoA/528WFZb6p4Y/s400/chickadee_2141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Momma arrived with a juicy morsel - but she wouldn't let him have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJqY-MIbxx0/TfJCTzhI7_I/AAAAAAAAFn4/c9tlCTEmtdo/s1600/chickadee_2154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616624593298583538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJqY-MIbxx0/TfJCTzhI7_I/AAAAAAAAFn4/c9tlCTEmtdo/s400/chickadee_2154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She used the food - which the baby REALLY wanted to try and get the youngster to jump out of his warm cozy house into the wild unknown and the ground far, far below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSTEQPqQDZc/TfJCTjkO-_I/AAAAAAAAFnw/Ttberod-6uI/s1600/chickadee_2157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616624589016595442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSTEQPqQDZc/TfJCTjkO-_I/AAAAAAAAFnw/Ttberod-6uI/s400/chickadee_2157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over and over she would entice him with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3IHn9Fed_Nk/TfJCTe969PI/AAAAAAAAFno/0D9EjSz468s/s1600/chickadee_2174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616624587782157554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3IHn9Fed_Nk/TfJCTe969PI/AAAAAAAAFno/0D9EjSz468s/s400/chickadee_2174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she wouldn't let him have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTYL9UR383A/TfJCTEuJFsI/AAAAAAAAFng/cW36GKntgQc/s1600/chickadee_2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616624580736652994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTYL9UR383A/TfJCTEuJFsI/AAAAAAAAFng/cW36GKntgQc/s400/chickadee_2207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The baby stretched further and further out of the house - reaching for what looked like a plump green worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avcOPsvwYus/TfJCSqgj9cI/AAAAAAAAFnY/zgouy_8_dYk/s1600/chickadee_2270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616624573700371906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avcOPsvwYus/TfJCSqgj9cI/AAAAAAAAFnY/zgouy_8_dYk/s400/chickadee_2270.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Momma kept backing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYaTlMslXvs/TfJBnkvwNhI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/O15k2PbWm_E/s1600/chickadee_2282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623833419101714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYaTlMslXvs/TfJBnkvwNhI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/O15k2PbWm_E/s400/chickadee_2282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At this point, baby was at the point of no return. He had one one wing out and couldn't back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ag3sOOncSH4/TfJBnbsW00I/AAAAAAAAFnI/WzCezWHsAAs/s1600/chickadee_2291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623830988936002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ag3sOOncSH4/TfJBnbsW00I/AAAAAAAAFnI/WzCezWHsAAs/s400/chickadee_2291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Momma came in close for one last try. Click on the picture to enlarge it and you'll see momma has her foot on the chick. A re-assuring pat, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SkseS455FRA/TfJBmigI1HI/AAAAAAAAFnA/nC5er0B5jtA/s1600/chickadee_2304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623815636866162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SkseS455FRA/TfJBmigI1HI/AAAAAAAAFnA/nC5er0B5jtA/s400/chickadee_2304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The baby got his other wing out and tried them to see if they worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7qBkeexESM/TfJBmVSntxI/AAAAAAAAFm4/kAUc7g1ZNQg/s1600/chickadee_2307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623812090509074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7qBkeexESM/TfJBmVSntxI/AAAAAAAAFm4/kAUc7g1ZNQg/s400/chickadee_2307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure momma is coaching him out - "jump, jump - you can do it!" And he did. He jumped down into the bush below and momma promptly gave him the worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj4Jqs9fnf0/TfJBlzIwaVI/AAAAAAAAFmw/WfeveMdufeI/s1600/chickadee_2315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623802922330450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj4Jqs9fnf0/TfJBlzIwaVI/AAAAAAAAFmw/WfeveMdufeI/s400/chickadee_2315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few minutes later, another little head appeared in the door and the scene was repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BHQZbZL_ac8/TfJBW84uMuI/AAAAAAAAFmo/1pnhRYSaEao/s1600/chickadee_2369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623547841393378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BHQZbZL_ac8/TfJBW84uMuI/AAAAAAAAFmo/1pnhRYSaEao/s400/chickadee_2369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day we saw several little birds hopping around in the bushes. Momma was still bringing them food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MI-mtdn6IsY/TfJBWcef0fI/AAAAAAAAFmg/BADemcQfsCY/s1600/chickadee_2389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623539141464562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MI-mtdn6IsY/TfJBWcef0fI/AAAAAAAAFmg/BADemcQfsCY/s400/chickadee_2389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At least one more baby remained in the house as momma was still taking food inside and removing the trash. It's no wonder she needed to have the older, stronger siblings move outside - there wasn't enough room for everyone inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LiuB_SubLgY/TfJBWDOn3WI/AAAAAAAAFmY/AsLIo5ybfYs/s1600/chickadee_2411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623532363996514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LiuB_SubLgY/TfJBWDOn3WI/AAAAAAAAFmY/AsLIo5ybfYs/s400/chickadee_2411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The babies were getting more and more adventurous with longer and longer trips out of their comfort zone until they all flew away. We're going to miss watching them but it's early enough in the season that we are hoping for a second family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fgk_D8B2zB4/TfJBVxnj6II/AAAAAAAAFmQ/nnzgO-z9B6o/s1600/quilt_2412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623527636756610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fgk_D8B2zB4/TfJBVxnj6II/AAAAAAAAFmQ/nnzgO-z9B6o/s400/quilt_2412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally finished the quilt top I've been working on. This one was a challenge as I modified a French Braid sampler pattern to make the quilt larger. In doing so, putting the braid runs together became much more complex - but it made me think and stretch outside of my comfort zone just like my baby chickadees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yyl9AmlDC0c/TfJBVh7O2zI/AAAAAAAAFmI/v_NgNfHhFE8/s1600/bath_2414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616623523424295730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yyl9AmlDC0c/TfJBVh7O2zI/AAAAAAAAFmI/v_NgNfHhFE8/s400/bath_2414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bathroom is finally finished. Son-in-law Brent installed the new floor and the new chair-height toilet. Both projects went smoothly. Brent is a perfectionist - and does beautiful work. We couldn't have done it without his help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill was left with the vanity and sink. He hates plumbing - and apparently plumbing hates him back. Since the new sink was 5 inches to the left of the old sink, the pipes were in the wrong place and he had to figure out how to get the drain in the sink to connect to the pipe in the wall. I won't bore you with the details - but the sink leaked and Bill took it apart and put it back together at least 2 dozen times - no joking. Each attempt required at least one, maybe two trips to Lowe's and/or Home Depot. He was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a happy camper! His other son-in-law, Tim even came over before work to try his hand. It stopped leaking just long enough for me to think it was fixed and put things back under the sink - then let loose again, water everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't leaked now for 3 days - but I still check every time I wash my hands. I have a container underneath, and paper towels nearby - just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping we could do some small renovations in the master bath over the summer - but I don't think I'll mention them to Bill just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-1711189168113249951?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1711189168113249951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=1711189168113249951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1711189168113249951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1711189168113249951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/06/baby-chickadees.html' title='Baby Chickadees'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZEuwQK8rhs/TfJCbYNI_rI/AAAAAAAAFoI/Z154ebFupSg/s72-c/chickadee_2129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-2588196025087288224</id><published>2011-05-31T11:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:19:47.940-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Western Tanager'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose-breasted Grosbeak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magpie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Goldfinch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swainson&apos;s Thrush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chipping Sparrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesser Goldfinch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bullock&apos;s Oriole'/><title type='text'>Ice, Snow, Wind and Hail = Indoor Projects!</title><content type='html'>We finally got to enjoy our patio this Memorial Day weekend. Before that, the cold winds kept us indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXeqKWBTxmY/TeTsbUKGD-I/AAAAAAAAFj0/N9258hojwh8/s1600/storm_1650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612870989622153186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXeqKWBTxmY/TeTsbUKGD-I/AAAAAAAAFj0/N9258hojwh8/s400/storm_1650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been pretty dry - except for the hail, ice and snow. At least the grass (or should I say, dirt) is getting a much needed drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QagzpU3eqiQ/TeTzfjtg1kI/AAAAAAAAFl8/r8P_MNzHUo4/s1600/bathroom_2110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612878759098111554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QagzpU3eqiQ/TeTzfjtg1kI/AAAAAAAAFl8/r8P_MNzHUo4/s400/bathroom_2110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been busy indoors - renovating the guest bathroom. Yes, it really is that orange! At first, we were just replacing the floor as it was stained. We needed to pull the toilet when we tore out the old floor - so maybe we'll replace that while we're at it. The sink was old and worn - so we checked into finding a new one - but they don't make that size anymore - so maybe the whole top - counter and sink should be changed. The old cabinet was custom built and not a normal size, so we couldn't just buy a new top - we needed to replace the vanity cabinet also. Out came the old one with the orange tiles on top - being careful not to mess us the tiles on the wall and we found a cabinet and top we liked to replace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the room was almost naked, we decided to finish the job and paint the walls and ceiling. We had JUST enough paint left from the master-bath project, but he-who-shall-remain-nameless spilled the paint into the tub, so we had to buy a new can to finish the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is simple here at the Cruff house. The new sink is centered in the counter top whereas the old one was off to the right. This meant, the medicine cabinet and light were no longer centered. Down they came. Now we had a hole in the wall, lopsided plumbing and an electric box for the vanity light off to the side. Many adjustments and visits to Lowes later, we have a new mirror covering the hole and a light that is almost centered over it. The old toilet is sitting in the guest room (room with a bath?) and a new one is in the garage. We need to keep the old one just in case the new one doesn't fit - since the rough-in for the drain is not the normal 12 inches. Once the new floor is in, we'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmOFnou3b8g/TeTze-aWJ9I/AAAAAAAAFl0/ObnLOp9rShc/s1600/table_2108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612878749085607890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QmOFnou3b8g/TeTze-aWJ9I/AAAAAAAAFl0/ObnLOp9rShc/s400/table_2108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've still managed to get some quilting done. After cutting fabric on the dining room table - my back was a disaster, so my wonderful, resourceful husband found a solution - he propped up the legs with PVC pipes. It's just enough that I can cut in comfort. Of course, the table has to drop down when we have company - but that's OK. The old computer desk in the 3rd bedroom is my new sewing table. The set-up is not as convenient as I have in Florida, but it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yL3AFel2oeI/TeTzesunq3I/AAAAAAAAFls/P0QDgQCQfR4/s1600/squares_2112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612878744338803570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yL3AFel2oeI/TeTzesunq3I/AAAAAAAAFls/P0QDgQCQfR4/s400/squares_2112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the squares I'm assembling. They are the first step in a French Braid pattern that I'm adjusting as I go. The colors and patterns are fun to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G_6DOIBwtBM/TeTuUUsWMdI/AAAAAAAAFlk/U1LtQ_6Wd0k/s1600/yard_2070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612873068529988050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G_6DOIBwtBM/TeTuUUsWMdI/AAAAAAAAFlk/U1LtQ_6Wd0k/s400/yard_2070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our yard is finally looking a bit better. We still have huge brown spots - but there are signs of new growth, so we are hopeful. The flowers and pond help tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMovyn-8NQk/TeTuUKkZZWI/AAAAAAAAFlc/HUOkW1nRrTU/s1600/Yellow_Warbler_1624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612873065812288866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMovyn-8NQk/TeTuUKkZZWI/AAAAAAAAFlc/HUOkW1nRrTU/s400/Yellow_Warbler_1624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had more new birds in the yard this year then ever before. This adorable Yellow Warbler has been a daily visitor. We think maybe they like the neglected yard - or maybe it's because we have not been outside to scare them away. What ever the reason, we are enjoying them from our kitchen window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3inKkn4Anco/TeTuTQ17zqI/AAAAAAAAFlU/v9mHmOuIdvA/s1600/Western_Tanager_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612873050316590754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3inKkn4Anco/TeTuTQ17zqI/AAAAAAAAFlU/v9mHmOuIdvA/s400/Western_Tanager_1652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Western Tanagers are still around, but not in the numbers as we had earlier in the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6mMKze52-Wc/TeTtxt5VBrI/AAAAAAAAFlE/eAOzDDnsqfU/s1600/Rose-breasted_Grosbeak_2092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612872473999902386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6mMKze52-Wc/TeTtxt5VBrI/AAAAAAAAFlE/eAOzDDnsqfU/s400/Rose-breasted_Grosbeak_2092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was another first for the yard - a Rose-breasted Grosbeak. We think he followed us home from Missouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REhB95AaO2k/TeTtxcVMjsI/AAAAAAAAFk8/UcPfl_YJA0U/s1600/Oriole_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612872469284949698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REhB95AaO2k/TeTtxcVMjsI/AAAAAAAAFk8/UcPfl_YJA0U/s400/Oriole_1601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bullock's Orioles have left now - but they stayed around for almost two weeks. We THINK this one is a first-year male as the females do not have the black on their chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2memW17XWlU/TeTtxP_gX5I/AAAAAAAAFk0/C4uHVvJYyFA/s1600/Oriole_1591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612872465972748178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2memW17XWlU/TeTtxP_gX5I/AAAAAAAAFk0/C4uHVvJYyFA/s400/Oriole_1591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We think this is another first-year male, a little further along with his adult colors. The bright orange one we had earlier this month probably had more Baltimore Oriole in his family tree. Please correct us if we are wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lKKrrOp2W5c/TeTtwySK3FI/AAAAAAAAFks/IKeJGJRjInI/s1600/Magpie_1628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612872457997966418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lKKrrOp2W5c/TeTtwySK3FI/AAAAAAAAFks/IKeJGJRjInI/s400/Magpie_1628.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Magpies are beautiful birds - but they are loud and obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tH5zTJB5FO8/TeTtLsnJLqI/AAAAAAAAFkk/FUW81yj6iLw/s1600/Lesser_Goldfinch_2088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612871820820164258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tH5zTJB5FO8/TeTtLsnJLqI/AAAAAAAAFkk/FUW81yj6iLw/s400/Lesser_Goldfinch_2088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Lesser Goldfinches are just starting to return. We saw our first one over the weekend. All males so far, but we expect the females will arrive very soon. Last year we had dozens enjoying the thistle feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXjFEE2EYj8/TeTtLAqxIOI/AAAAAAAAFkU/gOw2n6WQwjU/s1600/Am_Goldfinch_1677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612871809024205026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXjFEE2EYj8/TeTtLAqxIOI/AAAAAAAAFkU/gOw2n6WQwjU/s400/Am_Goldfinch_1677.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The larger and prettier American Goldfinches have mostly moved on. We just see one or two a day now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OGXJ0e8BL78/TeTtLReTVQI/AAAAAAAAFkc/iJ1eEYCd8_s/s1600/Chipping_Sparrow_1682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612871813535323394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OGXJ0e8BL78/TeTtLReTVQI/AAAAAAAAFkc/iJ1eEYCd8_s/s400/Chipping_Sparrow_1682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We'd had several Chipping Sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2d3IYSv9IU/TeTsbv90yuI/AAAAAAAAFj8/OM_WE5w_LCE/s1600/Fox_Sparrow_2086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612870997086882530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2d3IYSv9IU/TeTsbv90yuI/AAAAAAAAFj8/OM_WE5w_LCE/s400/Fox_Sparrow_2086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this new bird. We THINK it is a Swainson's Thrush. It's larger than a Sparrow and smaller than a Robin. He feeds on the ground, not at the feeders. 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Both towns are right on the Gulf and the severe damage from Hurricane Katrina is still evident. The beautiful, majestic mansions that once lined the coast looking out towards the ocean have been replaced with vacant lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ye8hGxpYkbI/TdaTJjxpJuI/AAAAAAAAFjM/h2NXzkhYnfo/s1600/Least_Tern_1015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608832178368095970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ye8hGxpYkbI/TdaTJjxpJuI/AAAAAAAAFjM/h2NXzkhYnfo/s400/Least_Tern_1015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the beach side of the highway, I noticed large flocks of shore birds and when I went to investigate further, I found nesting Least Terns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1w8nql1O1Mc/TdaTJntorPI/AAAAAAAAFjE/W4RogoM0BMw/s1600/Least_Tern_1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608832179425029362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1w8nql1O1Mc/TdaTJntorPI/AAAAAAAAFjE/W4RogoM0BMw/s400/Least_Tern_1020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beach was covered with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKju4s3Ffdg/TdaTJTJ97bI/AAAAAAAAFi8/Arj2Q_DxJP8/s1600/Least_Tern_1031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608832173906718130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKju4s3Ffdg/TdaTJTJ97bI/AAAAAAAAFi8/Arj2Q_DxJP8/s400/Least_Tern_1031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Least Terns are the smallest of the American Terns at about 8 inches. According to &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/"&gt;http://www.allaboutbirds.org/&lt;/a&gt; their conservation status is of "least concern" but according to posted signs, the site is protected by both Federal and State laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVffx04fpuw/TdaS0IQ5uvI/AAAAAAAAFis/nolTdTGShgs/s1600/Black%2BSkimmers_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831810205760242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVffx04fpuw/TdaS0IQ5uvI/AAAAAAAAFis/nolTdTGShgs/s400/Black%2BSkimmers_1045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the beach next to one of the Least Tern nesting sites was a large group of Black Skimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our second night in Baton Rouge, Louisiana - even though our GPS really wanted us to go north on Route 55 to Memphis. It was a good thing we didn't heed her constant nagging to turn around as Route 40 between Memphis and Little Rock was closed due to the severe flooding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_r3S1qMF-kU/TdaS0ch4KuI/AAAAAAAAFi0/KKG29zyX3jg/s1600/Mississippi_Ferry_1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831815645670114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_r3S1qMF-kU/TdaS0ch4KuI/AAAAAAAAFi0/KKG29zyX3jg/s400/Mississippi_Ferry_1065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While listening to the news about the flooding, we heard that the ferry across the Mississippi River from St. Francisville to New Roads was taking its last ride at 10 AM that morning - with a brand new bridge opening to take its place. We turned the car towards St. Francisville and crossed the Mississippi River on the next to the last crossing. It cost us $1. New Roads is just south of the Morganza spillway and the ferry launch terminals are now underwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill and I loved Louisiana. The people were gracious and friendly - but the FOOD was beyond fabulous! Bill enjoyed his 5 pounds of crawfish at Boutin's - one of the best Cajun restaurants in Baton Rouge and I LOVED the etouffee at Fresh Catch Seafood Bistreaux in Marksville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our third night in Little Rock and visited with people displaced by the flooding. The next morning as we headed north towards Shell Knob, MO we saw some of the flooding first hand. Acres of farm land were under water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AFM1gJrPRs/TdaSznWrEEI/AAAAAAAAFik/v95X_go5eU4/s1600/Am_Goldfinch_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831801371594818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AFM1gJrPRs/TdaSznWrEEI/AAAAAAAAFik/v95X_go5eU4/s400/Am_Goldfinch_1138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next three days were spent with our very good friends, Mike and Mel at their beautiful home on Table Rock Lake. My favorite place is their porch, which overlooks their large, wooded backyard, the lake and (best-of-all) their bird feeders! The American Goldfinches were fabulous in their full mating plumage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdRLNhLJzTM/TdaSzdEQw3I/AAAAAAAAFiU/ZLrbAECT8u0/s1600/Baltimore_Oriole_1298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831798610019186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bdRLNhLJzTM/TdaSzdEQw3I/AAAAAAAAFiU/ZLrbAECT8u0/s400/Baltimore_Oriole_1298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and Mel promised us that they had seen Baltimore Orioles in the yard. We just caught a glimpse. The picture is lousy - but I know the sighting doesn't count unless you have a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rrX2bDIDWE/TdaScaAydbI/AAAAAAAAFiM/ncXUKGDhbN8/s1600/Cardinal_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831402653152690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rrX2bDIDWE/TdaScaAydbI/AAAAAAAAFiM/ncXUKGDhbN8/s400/Cardinal_1135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of Cardinals. I think the females are beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MluaEExtpo/TdaScCLX4gI/AAAAAAAAFh8/AWlyz12i-ao/s1600/Carolina_Wren_1358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831396255097346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MluaEExtpo/TdaScCLX4gI/AAAAAAAAFh8/AWlyz12i-ao/s400/Carolina_Wren_1358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We heard the loud voice of the Carolina Wrens before we saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCKSVPFrtKY/TdaSb8d0DnI/AAAAAAAAFh0/PS4ulRz0Bsg/s1600/Hawk_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831394721828466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCKSVPFrtKY/TdaSb8d0DnI/AAAAAAAAFh0/PS4ulRz0Bsg/s400/Hawk_1267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early one morning, Bill decided to try his new owl call that Captain Erica had taught him - Whoo, whoo, who-cooks-for-you. We didn't see any owls - but he drove the hawks mad! Two of them immediately arrived to survey the area - screaming to scare away the intruder. The rest of the birds - and even the squirrels - disappeared. It was quite a sight! Mike reports that the hawks are STILL looking for the owls. Naturally, Mike keeps provoking them with his own call. He says he's saving lots of money on bird seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0jgreuia_f8/TdaSbhkG4PI/AAAAAAAAFhs/5O4NFY2XVGc/s1600/Piliated_Woodpecker_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608831387500470514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0jgreuia_f8/TdaSbhkG4PI/AAAAAAAAFhs/5O4NFY2XVGc/s400/Piliated_Woodpecker_1258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were three Pileated Woodpeckers across the street - two adults and a juvenile. The baby didn't yet have the red top notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CktcIwyU0SU/TdaR4w77hxI/AAAAAAAAFhk/_CHT--JkpO8/s1600/Rose-Breasted_Grosbeak_1146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608830790331500306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CktcIwyU0SU/TdaR4w77hxI/AAAAAAAAFhk/_CHT--JkpO8/s400/Rose-Breasted_Grosbeak_1146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the best bird sighting was this magnificent Rose-breasted Grosbeak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dC8ZeUrlDcE/TdaR4spR3BI/AAAAAAAAFhc/0rNB7mYJWK4/s1600/Rose-Breasted_Grosbeak_1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608830789179530258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dC8ZeUrlDcE/TdaR4spR3BI/AAAAAAAAFhc/0rNB7mYJWK4/s400/Rose-Breasted_Grosbeak_1155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He sat on the tree right in front of us. I couldn't get enough pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2W09F8-5snQ/TdaR4aa8bYI/AAAAAAAAFhU/jqAjWQhUTps/s1600/Rose-Breasted_Grosbeak_female_1161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608830784287567234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2W09F8-5snQ/TdaR4aa8bYI/AAAAAAAAFhU/jqAjWQhUTps/s400/Rose-Breasted_Grosbeak_female_1161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The female Rose-breasted is just as pretty - but in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYlxPE7PvuE/TdaR37dnmKI/AAAAAAAAFhM/92RGZa3hDMA/s1600/Titmouse_1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608830775977285794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYlxPE7PvuE/TdaR37dnmKI/AAAAAAAAFhM/92RGZa3hDMA/s400/Titmouse_1122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the Tufted Titmice - and there were lots of them entertaining us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qwyb6HU464/TdaR3rbWFtI/AAAAAAAAFhE/kXMQaUeJEu4/s1600/Woodpecker_1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608830771672782546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qwyb6HU464/TdaR3rbWFtI/AAAAAAAAFhE/kXMQaUeJEu4/s400/Woodpecker_1314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw both Downy and Hairy Woodpeckers. I think this is the smaller Downy - but unless they are side-by-side, I'm never sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful visit with Mike and Mel. Mel is amazing - always upbeat, smiling and doing what ever it takes to make her guests feel welcome and comfortable. I really admire her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SS8R5FHpwV0/TdZ39Q4YAMI/AAAAAAAAFg8/u4qxthr4aIQ/s1600/Bullocks_Oriole_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608802280323678402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SS8R5FHpwV0/TdZ39Q4YAMI/AAAAAAAAFg8/u4qxthr4aIQ/s400/Bullocks_Oriole_1547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back at our summer home in Colorado Springs, we have been constantly entertained with migrating birds. This is the first time we've seen the Bullock's Oriole in the yard - and we have had several pairs eating the berries in the bushes that border the backyard. This one is bright orange, like its first cousin, the Baltimore Oriole. One of the others is more bright yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5CPNzCiIiY/TdZ383rMQjI/AAAAAAAAFg0/tUKcoVIf6X8/s1600/Western_Tanager_1531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608802273557496370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5CPNzCiIiY/TdZ383rMQjI/AAAAAAAAFg0/tUKcoVIf6X8/s400/Western_Tanager_1531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Western Tanagers arrived right on schedule and we have had several pairs everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_bd-7LbSKA/TdZ38pGg92I/AAAAAAAAFgs/gENHXA7n0SA/s1600/Yellow_Warbler_1549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608802269645567842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_bd-7LbSKA/TdZ38pGg92I/AAAAAAAAFgs/gENHXA7n0SA/s400/Yellow_Warbler_1549.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little Yellow Warbler is another first for the yard. We've seen them on our hikes - but are very pleased he stopped on his way to his breeding grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1YwBZLlkyg/Tda-k6o4t1I/AAAAAAAAFjU/oixb3nfHRW0/s1600/Oriole_1558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608879927361845074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1YwBZLlkyg/Tda-k6o4t1I/AAAAAAAAFjU/oixb3nfHRW0/s400/Oriole_1558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just took this picture of the Bullock's Oriole a few minutes ago. They are amazingly beautiful birds. We certainly delight in the creatures that visit our backyard - which, by the way, is looking better and better each day. Bill has worked hard mowing &amp;amp; trimming, thatching &amp;amp; raking, weeding &amp;amp; seeding, setting up the pond and planting flowers. He's hard at work right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our usual visitors have returned - House Finches, Sparrows, Robins and Mourning Doves by the dozens, a Northern Flicker &amp;amp; Scrub Jay, We again have Mountain Chickadees nesting in one of the bird houses and Mr. Squirrel is still trying to get to the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is especially good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5853622672904653585?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5853622672904653585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5853622672904653585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5853622672904653585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5853622672904653585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/05/birds-galore.html' title='Birds Galore!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ye8hGxpYkbI/TdaTJjxpJuI/AAAAAAAAFjM/h2NXzkhYnfo/s72-c/Least_Tern_1015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-1387843949274117222</id><published>2011-05-14T21:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:07:54.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensacola Naval Air Station</title><content type='html'>The first stop on our cross-country journey from Ocala to Colorado Springs was the Pensacola Naval Air Station - home of the Blue Angles. We had reservations at one of the Navy Lodges, but it was too early to check in so we headed to their world class aviation museum. There we learned that it was the 100th anniversary of Naval Aviation and it was being celebrated by an air show. The Blue Angles were scheduled to fly for one hour beginning at 12 noon. I looked at my watch and was disappointed to see that we had missed most of the show: my watch said 12:45 PM. We went to the field anyway so I could get a glimpse - and maybe a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, when we arrived at the viewing field the Blue Angles were not flying. I was crushed until I realized we were in the CENTRAL TIME ZONE - and the show was scheduled to begin any minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-RMw1boEho/Tc8cmPzf37I/AAAAAAAAFgk/jdaQfqMSN0w/s1600/Blue_Angles_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606731504502693810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-RMw1boEho/Tc8cmPzf37I/AAAAAAAAFgk/jdaQfqMSN0w/s400/Blue_Angles_0365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Blue Angles are the US Navy's flight demonstration squadron, flying F/A-18 Hornets that have been modified for precision flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNY_LABD6rg/Tc8cbkMuQ5I/AAAAAAAAFgc/Js0gdOE6uJE/s1600/Blue_Angles_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606731320998642578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNY_LABD6rg/Tc8cbkMuQ5I/AAAAAAAAFgc/Js0gdOE6uJE/s400/Blue_Angles_0572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how close they came to each other as they crossed paths! I had only one chance to get this shot and was thrilled that I nailed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4RS6B2k3E4/Tc8cbRUa34I/AAAAAAAAFgU/3Z4IiQqbBa4/s1600/Blue_Angles_0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606731315930652546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4RS6B2k3E4/Tc8cbRUa34I/AAAAAAAAFgU/3Z4IiQqbBa4/s400/Blue_Angles_0432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check this out: the front plane is upside down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWDv7MeyPrc/Tc8cbJecV8I/AAAAAAAAFgM/uHe6phXVSo4/s1600/Blue_Angles_0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606731313825208258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWDv7MeyPrc/Tc8cbJecV8I/AAAAAAAAFgM/uHe6phXVSo4/s400/Blue_Angles_0749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Planes #1, #2, #3 &amp;amp; #4 - all lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIGL0m7Y3SM/Tc8ca_ORoVI/AAAAAAAAFgE/Lr2BelZ9vMA/s1600/Blue_Angles_0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606731311073042770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIGL0m7Y3SM/Tc8ca_ORoVI/AAAAAAAAFgE/Lr2BelZ9vMA/s400/Blue_Angles_0766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you think they did this on purpose - just so I could get this shot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-poxXUGnBvXw/Tc8ca21ujyI/AAAAAAAAFf8/GE2ieZ7s0T8/s1600/Pelican_0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606731308822597410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-poxXUGnBvXw/Tc8ca21ujyI/AAAAAAAAFf8/GE2ieZ7s0T8/s400/Pelican_0445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oops, I digress - but couldn't resist this beautiful Pelican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3RV3n8N_UY/Tc8b1iO4XYI/AAAAAAAAFf0/j-grQv26Z4w/s1600/Blue_Angles_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606730667635793282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3RV3n8N_UY/Tc8b1iO4XYI/AAAAAAAAFf0/j-grQv26Z4w/s400/Blue_Angles_0346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All six of the planes in formation. There were actually two #4 planes as both #5 planes were grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gmld8g2y6Q/Tc8b1axzCUI/AAAAAAAAFfs/XNGmWfiWIoc/s1600/Blue_Angles_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606730665634761026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gmld8g2y6Q/Tc8b1axzCUI/AAAAAAAAFfs/XNGmWfiWIoc/s400/Blue_Angles_0361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how close they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wdtn1ij6KQ/Tc8b1ONYPyI/AAAAAAAAFfc/yTruLkwm054/s1600/blue_0819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606730662260784930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wdtn1ij6KQ/Tc8b1ONYPyI/AAAAAAAAFfc/yTruLkwm054/s400/blue_0819.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZNFBYemP7E/Tc8b0y9UCZI/AAAAAAAAFfU/fW2192lJJNs/s1600/blue_0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606730654945642898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZNFBYemP7E/Tc8b0y9UCZI/AAAAAAAAFfU/fW2192lJJNs/s400/blue_0850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming out of their cloud of smoke. This show was wow, Wow, WOW! I loved it and can't believe we saw it by chance. Our timing this trip started out great - and it got even better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-1387843949274117222?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1387843949274117222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=1387843949274117222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1387843949274117222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1387843949274117222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/05/pensacola-naval-air-station.html' title='Pensacola Naval Air Station'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-RMw1boEho/Tc8cmPzf37I/AAAAAAAAFgk/jdaQfqMSN0w/s72-c/Blue_Angles_0365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-5508002985911731852</id><published>2011-05-14T11:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:40:57.608-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cedar Key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado'/><title type='text'>Back in Colorado</title><content type='html'>Bill and I arrived safely back to our summer home in the dry skin, broken nail, lifeless hair, nose bleed state of Colorado. Our first day home it snowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8y7ZS_3iuM/Tc6lsd6NoQI/AAAAAAAAFe0/wO3s0oYHAT4/s1600/yard_1403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606600769484464386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8y7ZS_3iuM/Tc6lsd6NoQI/AAAAAAAAFe0/wO3s0oYHAT4/s400/yard_1403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our yard was a complete disaster. Those of you that know us know that our back yard is usually our pride and joy with soothing water features, beautiful gardens and a comfortable patio. It'll take a lot of work to get there this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNi3GFnh25k/Tc6lsFwBrLI/AAAAAAAAFes/lpXprNVYBJY/s1600/yard_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606600762999286962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNi3GFnh25k/Tc6lsFwBrLI/AAAAAAAAFes/lpXprNVYBJY/s400/yard_1402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fish did not make it through the harsh (and very dry) Colorado winter. The bubbler that delivers life-saving oxygen and keeps the water from freezing stopped working, delivering a death sentence to my Goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after arriving back, I had a dozen women over to play Bunko so I had to focus my attention on moving around the dust inside the house. Hopefully, no one looked too closely. We had a great time, as always, but I never could have gotten ready without the help of my good friend, Nancy. She made the dessert (yummy heath bar cake) and came over early to help set up the tables. She is a great hostess and even served the cake and coffee while I caught up on all the latest gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fabulous cross-country trip and I have lots of pictures to share in a future blog. I'm so far behind I still need to finish-up with our last couple of weeks in Ocala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Spring Break visit with grandson Zachary was much too short - but we kept him plenty busy! Over Easter weekend we took him for a surprise trip to Cedar Key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5JHawX7DPrY/Tc6taMcw7KI/AAAAAAAAFfM/2-LG-b1VlEw/s1600/Zach_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606609251652922530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5JHawX7DPrY/Tc6taMcw7KI/AAAAAAAAFfM/2-LG-b1VlEw/s400/Zach_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and an airplane ride over the barrier islands! Zach sat up front with the pilot on the small 4 seater Cessna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIfw5FcGIrE/Tc6taNsOUJI/AAAAAAAAFfE/jnAtEWiiuAk/s1600/air_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606609251986198674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIfw5FcGIrE/Tc6taNsOUJI/AAAAAAAAFfE/jnAtEWiiuAk/s400/air_0186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The views were magnificent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KoEfTmvoa8/Tc6tZ_kmLnI/AAAAAAAAFe8/n-o-qU6oGHM/s1600/air_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606609248196111986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KoEfTmvoa8/Tc6tZ_kmLnI/AAAAAAAAFe8/n-o-qU6oGHM/s400/air_0204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Zach enjoyed the ride! Afterwards we went to Tony's for clam chowder and toured the Cedar Key Museum. I hated to put Zach back on the plane - but we needed to pack-up and get ready to head west and Zach needed to go back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-5508002985911731852?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/5508002985911731852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=5508002985911731852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5508002985911731852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/5508002985911731852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-in-colorado.html' title='Back in Colorado'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8y7ZS_3iuM/Tc6lsd6NoQI/AAAAAAAAFe0/wO3s0oYHAT4/s72-c/yard_1403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7673660435984342997</id><published>2011-04-22T09:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:56:00.018-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vicki Cooley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchildren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RC airplane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barred Owl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Springs State Park'/><title type='text'>Easter Vacation</title><content type='html'>What can be better than visiting with your grandchildren? I flew to Maryland to be with daughter Pamela while she delivered her third son, Leandro. Well Leandro didn't get on board with the program and didn't make an appearance until after I headed home but I had a great time with the family (including grandsons Gabriel and Sebastian) anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 3 completed quilts with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3p-axqQDZ8o/TbF82ZbAWnI/AAAAAAAAFeE/GFVL8RMg0Os/s1600/By_the_Sea_9535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393085777173106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3p-axqQDZ8o/TbF82ZbAWnI/AAAAAAAAFeE/GFVL8RMg0Os/s400/By_the_Sea_9535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "By the Sea" for Gabriel. The gal who does my machine quilting on her long-arm machine, Vicki Cooley, used a shell pattern on this quilt. I love the colorful striped backing - which I also used for the binding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XAFJw9csA8/TbF1CBhBzLI/AAAAAAAAFd0/FptqMQ7iNgY/s1600/yellowbrickroad_9182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598384489425390770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XAFJw9csA8/TbF1CBhBzLI/AAAAAAAAFd0/FptqMQ7iNgY/s400/yellowbrickroad_9182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Fireworks" for Zachary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWko4z_7hcQ/TbF82S-nrSI/AAAAAAAAFd8/oMGkuvLtE9Q/s1600/quilt_5094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393084047502626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWko4z_7hcQ/TbF82S-nrSI/AAAAAAAAFd8/oMGkuvLtE9Q/s400/quilt_5094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and "My First Quilt" for Leandro. (This picture was taken before Vicki Cooley did the machine quilting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVv2qQms26s/TbF83NVPm5I/AAAAAAAAFec/AJND69i83ak/s1600/Cascades_0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393099711650706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVv2qQms26s/TbF83NVPm5I/AAAAAAAAFec/AJND69i83ak/s400/Cascades_0147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I returned home, I had two more to complete. This one is "Cascades" and is in the mail for grandson Dylan. The machine quilting is in a leaf pattern. Dylan's dad, Rick (my oldest) told me Dylan's favorite color is blue - so I hope he likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zibId7gDALU/TbF82-3vdqI/AAAAAAAAFeU/BgMlhNGdjsE/s1600/Monkey_Business_9991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393095829812898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zibId7gDALU/TbF82-3vdqI/AAAAAAAAFeU/BgMlhNGdjsE/s400/Monkey_Business_9991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and "Monkey Business" for grandson Sebastian. I am not as pleased with this one - the colors (which I loved when I bought them) didn't speak to me when I put them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cH97tcFz1tg/TbF82sIrfnI/AAAAAAAAFeM/yvJMlbULpjc/s1600/Monkey_Business_back_9992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598393090800582258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cH97tcFz1tg/TbF82sIrfnI/AAAAAAAAFeM/yvJMlbULpjc/s400/Monkey_Business_back_9992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Sebastian will like the back of his quilt best. The animal print is adorable and Vicki did a wonderful job with the quilting. I hope to quilt my own in the future - but for now I am having a blast selecting the fabrics &amp;amp; patterns, cutting &amp;amp; piecing. I'm really enjoying hand sewing the bindings - which is the part I thought I'd hate. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandson Zachary arrived here in Ocala Sunday evening - after being delayed almost 24 hours - and it has been go-go-go ever since (except when we eat - which is often with a teenager in the house!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1ijP0qTrSQ/TbFpQIgkZMI/AAAAAAAAFds/XVDOdT_iwx8/s1600/Zach_Gmom_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371537681147074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1ijP0qTrSQ/TbFpQIgkZMI/AAAAAAAAFds/XVDOdT_iwx8/s400/Zach_Gmom_0139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zachary is as tall as I am now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLk2TVykJf8/TbFpQFvIDDI/AAAAAAAAFdk/ovM38Rti2HI/s1600/Boat_9994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371536936897586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLk2TVykJf8/TbFpQFvIDDI/AAAAAAAAFdk/ovM38Rti2HI/s400/Boat_9994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fort McCoy was the scene of our first adventure. We took a private two plus hour eco-tour on a pontoon boat down the Ocklawaha River on the Anhinga Spirit. We saw Great Blue Herons, Little Blue Herons and Great Egrets - but we told our guide Captain Erica what we really wanted to see were owls. She immediately pulled into an inlet and started calling with a throaty "whoo-whoo." Sure enough, a Barred Owl flew in and perched on a nearby limb. While we were watching, a Red-shouldered Hawk flew over and shoved him off his perch. It was quite exciting - and boy were we impressed with Captain Erica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aeb7oj542-g/TbFpP1vsW3I/AAAAAAAAFdc/2j7oJp4lyKk/s1600/alligator_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371532644309874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aeb7oj542-g/TbFpP1vsW3I/AAAAAAAAFdc/2j7oJp4lyKk/s400/alligator_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, oh yes, we saw lots of alligators on the banks. Zachary was the first one to spot this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRrt3ZRGD8w/TbFpPzpG5sI/AAAAAAAAFdU/urg1ku2kXJE/s1600/wren_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371532079818434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRrt3ZRGD8w/TbFpPzpG5sI/AAAAAAAAFdU/urg1ku2kXJE/s400/wren_0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was also the first to spot this Carolina Wren. After a great ride, we had a picnic lunch on the river bank while we watched the Cardinals play near-by (think birds, not baseball).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1iLb_kApHI/TbFo2l_wvFI/AAAAAAAAFdM/loAWFAVM-cE/s1600/Zach_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371098920008786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1iLb_kApHI/TbFo2l_wvFI/AAAAAAAAFdM/loAWFAVM-cE/s400/Zach_0025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bill and Zach have bonded at the RC flying field (where they are right now). This is Zachary with the club instructor while he takes his maiden flight. I was really proud of how well he did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o2L2VYgblAk/TbFo2TPlJ7I/AAAAAAAAFdE/lsrMYle3Ols/s1600/Zach2_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371093886085042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o2L2VYgblAk/TbFo2TPlJ7I/AAAAAAAAFdE/lsrMYle3Ols/s400/Zach2_0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and I think he enjoyed it too! The instructor was very nice - but he kept calling Zachary by the wrong name - Jason, Jake, Jack - everything but Zach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b478uB5bfLU/TbFo2EjBIxI/AAAAAAAAFc8/d_ySISkv-Ss/s1600/Zach4_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371089941078802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b478uB5bfLU/TbFo2EjBIxI/AAAAAAAAFc8/d_ySISkv-Ss/s400/Zach4_0064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been to Rainbow Springs before - and knew Zachary would enjoy swimming in the cool (74 degrees) crystal clear headwaters. He and Bill ventured in while I took pictures from the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dr3M0Gucw6Y/TbFo2FA-QNI/AAAAAAAAFc0/XzV-djFoRxQ/s1600/Zach3_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371090066718930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dr3M0Gucw6Y/TbFo2FA-QNI/AAAAAAAAFc0/XzV-djFoRxQ/s400/Zach3_0063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this picture for Zachary's mother. Yes, he swam with the alligators! We actually saw a small one outside the roped off area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiwW9jNGdM8/TbFo10FLbZI/AAAAAAAAFcs/J_-j7JiNJhA/s1600/owl_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598371085520956818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiwW9jNGdM8/TbFo10FLbZI/AAAAAAAAFcs/J_-j7JiNJhA/s400/owl_0072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the best part of the day was the family of Barred Owls in one of the huge trees by the river. We heard a guide ask a group of kindergarten children if they wanted to see the baby owls - and we turned to follow the group! I don't know if this is mama or papa - but he/she was keeping a watchful eye on his/her 3 youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RP2c_tqQBso/TbFoBD_E3eI/AAAAAAAAFck/G2pFk1isREk/s1600/baby_owl_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598370179257261538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RP2c_tqQBso/TbFoBD_E3eI/AAAAAAAAFck/G2pFk1isREk/s400/baby_owl_0079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the babies. He couldn't fly yet and was covered in fluffy down feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBG_rAX33yw/TbFoA_LRURI/AAAAAAAAFcc/GY61AxU8Hkc/s1600/baby_owl_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598370177966231826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBG_rAX33yw/TbFoA_LRURI/AAAAAAAAFcc/GY61AxU8Hkc/s400/baby_owl_0094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had to walk along the limb back to the nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QaecOoxnkow/TbFoAqQFTxI/AAAAAAAAFcU/33xCrq66kbY/s1600/owl_0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598370172349271826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QaecOoxnkow/TbFoAqQFTxI/AAAAAAAAFcU/33xCrq66kbY/s400/owl_0128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other adult owl flew to a nearby perch to keep an eye on us as we watched the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qoz_k9CDIBg/TbFoAcwtkOI/AAAAAAAAFcM/9PESgYJrREw/s1600/owl_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598370168728031458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qoz_k9CDIBg/TbFoAcwtkOI/AAAAAAAAFcM/9PESgYJrREw/s400/owl_0131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful, beautiful birds. This was a real thrill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14WmbDnADzc/TbFoAA_nAfI/AAAAAAAAFcE/xcnBYxBVOMc/s1600/turtle_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598370161274323442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14WmbDnADzc/TbFoAA_nAfI/AAAAAAAAFcE/xcnBYxBVOMc/s400/turtle_0142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we were walking back to the car, this turtle came over to the side of one of the springs to take a look. It was a fun, fun visit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-weOyalY1AcM/TbF_St9M4LI/AAAAAAAAFek/Khcz8zgHt3w/s1600/temp_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598395771348902066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-weOyalY1AcM/TbF_St9M4LI/AAAAAAAAFek/Khcz8zgHt3w/s400/temp_0149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spend afternoons at the pool with all the other visiting grandchildren. The days are quite warm now - highs near 90 degrees but as you can see, the Florida room can get even warmer when you forget to close the blinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary has managed to get some sunburn even though we cover him in sunblock - but nothing a little Solarcane can't fix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are heading over to Cedar Key for raw oysters and a special surprise for Zach. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7673660435984342997?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7673660435984342997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7673660435984342997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7673660435984342997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7673660435984342997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-vacation.html' title='Easter Vacation'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3p-axqQDZ8o/TbF82ZbAWnI/AAAAAAAAFeE/GFVL8RMg0Os/s72-c/By_the_Sea_9535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-4276514876428233590</id><published>2011-03-30T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:51:29.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit with Nancy &amp; Joe</title><content type='html'>We had the best week! Our very good friends, Nancy and Joe from Colorado Springs, came for a visit. We had a great time showing them our Florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47NtD5GgpzI/TZNdrugc-dI/AAAAAAAAFb8/nUmBDYqMcJE/s1600/Nancy_Joe_9544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589914568296823250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47NtD5GgpzI/TZNdrugc-dI/AAAAAAAAFb8/nUmBDYqMcJE/s400/Nancy_Joe_9544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken at Rainbow Springs State Park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlpQ1LHWK5E/TZNdrbH2wAI/AAAAAAAAFb0/hr6uz3uwTAA/s1600/Nancy_Joe_9547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589914563093381122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlpQ1LHWK5E/TZNdrbH2wAI/AAAAAAAAFb0/hr6uz3uwTAA/s400/Nancy_Joe_9547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gardens and water features are beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfmkhn5qcSM/TZNdeK0_RXI/AAAAAAAAFbs/ekjemWHnJ-I/s1600/Cardinal_9542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589914335380981106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfmkhn5qcSM/TZNdeK0_RXI/AAAAAAAAFbs/ekjemWHnJ-I/s400/Cardinal_9542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nancy had never seen a Cardinal before - but by the end of the visit, Bill was calling them trash birds because we saw them everywhere we went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--c_hxhY1azE/TZNdePtHD5I/AAAAAAAAFbk/HRaCn0XIu7g/s1600/Warbler_9853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589914336690114450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--c_hxhY1azE/TZNdePtHD5I/AAAAAAAAFbk/HRaCn0XIu7g/s400/Warbler_9853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is a Yellow-rumped Warbler. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3NXb7B-FJ8/TZNdd5u5L4I/AAAAAAAAFbc/my7M5LjfG1U/s1600/Bittern_9685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589914330792013698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3NXb7B-FJ8/TZNdd5u5L4I/AAAAAAAAFbc/my7M5LjfG1U/s400/Bittern_9685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our favorite places to walk is Paynes Prairie State park - so we were anxious to share this gem with our friends. I was especially happy to point out this American Bittern to Nancy. I think they are really neat birds!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbV3pTg5Xpg/TZNdd6AA24I/AAAAAAAAFbU/nN1r08-ytJ4/s1600/Big_Blue_Heron_9619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589914330863819650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbV3pTg5Xpg/TZNdd6AA24I/AAAAAAAAFbU/nN1r08-ytJ4/s400/Big_Blue_Heron_9619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We watched this Great Blue Heron shop for lunch on the river. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6h5yYSvCsHU/TZNddtOODwI/AAAAAAAAFbM/LzkLn7DtI9s/s1600/Alligators_9655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589914327433744130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6h5yYSvCsHU/TZNddtOODwI/AAAAAAAAFbM/LzkLn7DtI9s/s400/Alligators_9655.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nancy walked on the far side of the path past the many, many alligators. She didn't want them nibbling on her ankles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCc6463UYjg/TZNdBolyS-I/AAAAAAAAFbE/qstEsiT3-Bk/s1600/Kingfisher_9654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913845154073570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hCc6463UYjg/TZNdBolyS-I/AAAAAAAAFbE/qstEsiT3-Bk/s400/Kingfisher_9654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister took the BEST picture of a Belted Kingfisher while she was in Fort Myers. I've been trying to get decent one for over a year - but I am never close enough. At least this one sat still while I clicked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3OcDRu1m-0/TZNdBQ6zqOI/AAAAAAAAFa8/uzItzlKp_94/s1600/Snowy_9586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913838799792354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3OcDRu1m-0/TZNdBQ6zqOI/AAAAAAAAFa8/uzItzlKp_94/s400/Snowy_9586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The herons and egrets are showing their mating plumage. Do you see the extra feathers on this Snowy Egret? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLe3QDTzqEY/TZNdBVgc7MI/AAAAAAAAFa0/1KD3u_PLehA/s1600/Butterfly_9748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913840031427778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLe3QDTzqEY/TZNdBVgc7MI/AAAAAAAAFa0/1KD3u_PLehA/s400/Butterfly_9748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our walk we went into Gainesville to the Butterfly Gardens. I don't know what I enjoyed more - the beautiful butterflies or the flowers and plants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fTbiPVJVLc/TZNdBDXFWII/AAAAAAAAFas/8VpQN2Y7ZjY/s1600/Butterfly_9717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913835160295554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fTbiPVJVLc/TZNdBDXFWII/AAAAAAAAFas/8VpQN2Y7ZjY/s400/Butterfly_9717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmzh3ef1Css/TZNdBHpe1MI/AAAAAAAAFak/9lFzYp2z4JY/s1600/Butterfly_9705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913836311205058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmzh3ef1Css/TZNdBHpe1MI/AAAAAAAAFak/9lFzYp2z4JY/s400/Butterfly_9705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1VMoTZxI7Q/TZNckj6oxmI/AAAAAAAAFac/aneZpOxAhdk/s1600/Butterflies_9699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913345683146338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1VMoTZxI7Q/TZNckj6oxmI/AAAAAAAAFac/aneZpOxAhdk/s400/Butterflies_9699.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0c_hsMmueY/TZNckdW_jzI/AAAAAAAAFaU/7jkETvwFoaw/s1600/Nancy_9773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913343923031858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0c_hsMmueY/TZNckdW_jzI/AAAAAAAAFaU/7jkETvwFoaw/s400/Nancy_9773.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy decided that Nancy's hair was a nice soft place to rest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9vsK_VX1Rlw/TZNckYYctDI/AAAAAAAAFaM/bVK5TC39kP4/s1600/Cedar_Key_9826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913342586958898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9vsK_VX1Rlw/TZNckYYctDI/AAAAAAAAFaM/bVK5TC39kP4/s400/Cedar_Key_9826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another day trip was to Cedar Key - a lovely and quaint fishing village on the Nature Coast. We had lunch at Tony's. They have the best clam chowder I've ever had!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oe0hP2uYEJ4/TZNckLIaS8I/AAAAAAAAFaE/ZJy9Wnrdgkc/s1600/net_9824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913339030031298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oe0hP2uYEJ4/TZNckLIaS8I/AAAAAAAAFaE/ZJy9Wnrdgkc/s400/net_9824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just outside of town, we watched several fishermen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9s0CZI3ErcA/TZNckP75XiI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/UwSOzhMmWnQ/s1600/hike_9848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589913340319718946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9s0CZI3ErcA/TZNckP75XiI/AAAAAAAAFZ8/UwSOzhMmWnQ/s400/hike_9848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nancy had lots of new clothes that she bought especially for the trip - and apparently they took up all the room in the suitcase as it looks (from these pictures) like Joe wore the same shirt the entire week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning we got up before o'dark thirty and took them to the Orlando Airport for their flight back to Colorado. We hated to see them leave - but they promised to come back again next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-4276514876428233590?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/4276514876428233590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=4276514876428233590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/4276514876428233590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/4276514876428233590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/03/visit-with-nancy-joe.html' title='A Visit with Nancy &amp; Joe'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-47NtD5GgpzI/TZNdrugc-dI/AAAAAAAAFb8/nUmBDYqMcJE/s72-c/Nancy_Joe_9544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-9001300527214210838</id><published>2011-03-22T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:29:25.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Springs State Park'/><title type='text'>Rainbow Springs State Park</title><content type='html'>Rainbow Springs is a beautiful State Park. The admission is $2 a person and well worth it. This time of year, the Dogwoods, Azaleas and Wisteria are in full bloom and just gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcOyPErWQvA/TXzMrelplTI/AAAAAAAAFYk/wlUtr2am1WE/s1600/Rainbow%2BSprings_9166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562685349991730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcOyPErWQvA/TXzMrelplTI/AAAAAAAAFYk/wlUtr2am1WE/s400/Rainbow%2BSprings_9166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The springs form the headwaters for the crystal clear Rainbow River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2q2PE-Aoy4/TXzOAQPjL-I/AAAAAAAAFZs/wqmqUObsv7Q/s1600/azalea_9014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583564141788082146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2q2PE-Aoy4/TXzOAQPjL-I/AAAAAAAAFZs/wqmqUObsv7Q/s400/azalea_9014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the Azaleas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xUsa0tCKLic/TXzNBGqGw6I/AAAAAAAAFZU/_jAlW-TB75o/s1600/falls_9027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583563056883352482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xUsa0tCKLic/TXzNBGqGw6I/AAAAAAAAFZU/_jAlW-TB75o/s400/falls_9027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are seven water falls along the garden paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5PFGprU8n2M/TXzOAge4iwI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/3UcIBAs0SyM/s1600/falls_9145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583564146147363586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5PFGprU8n2M/TXzOAge4iwI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/3UcIBAs0SyM/s400/falls_9145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The park was once a privately-owned tourist attraction - before the state took it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qd3zA4yBZog/TXzNA38ZPrI/AAAAAAAAFZM/DVjboJn1SfY/s1600/butterfly_9136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583563052933529266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qd3zA4yBZog/TXzNA38ZPrI/AAAAAAAAFZM/DVjboJn1SfY/s400/butterfly_9136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our favorite area was the butterfly garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQrl5QqpqKM/TXzNAcCLBwI/AAAAAAAAFY0/2qX36lGfskg/s1600/butterfly_9118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583563045441570562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQrl5QqpqKM/TXzNAcCLBwI/AAAAAAAAFY0/2qX36lGfskg/s400/butterfly_9118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A "Butterfly Volunteer" told us to be sure and stop back in a couple of weeks because the garden will be thick with all different kinds butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ASY3X9Fiu_k/TXzMrUNEgeI/AAAAAAAAFYc/3iklkDTXvNA/s1600/falls_9053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562682562544098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ASY3X9Fiu_k/TXzMrUNEgeI/AAAAAAAAFYc/3iklkDTXvNA/s400/falls_9053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gardens were originally part of the old attraction but the state is doing a good job of restoring them to their former beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toi0v8qyOg4/TXzMrRYqVYI/AAAAAAAAFYU/_JVHKpsXquM/s1600/Cardinal_9046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562681805854082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toi0v8qyOg4/TXzMrRYqVYI/AAAAAAAAFYU/_JVHKpsXquM/s400/Cardinal_9046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, of course, there were birds enjoying the gardens with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGQngC8osnw/TXzMqw5C56I/AAAAAAAAFYM/hYtER8GHCq4/s1600/IMG_9170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562673083312034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGQngC8osnw/TXzMqw5C56I/AAAAAAAAFYM/hYtER8GHCq4/s400/IMG_9170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a large picnic area and a place to swim - if you dare! The water is a constant 72 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq8tigMHNT0/TXzMQ0MxoLI/AAAAAAAAFYE/M7fc-5y034A/s1600/Mockingbird_9116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562227294773426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq8tigMHNT0/TXzMQ0MxoLI/AAAAAAAAFYE/M7fc-5y034A/s400/Mockingbird_9116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Florida State bird - a Mockingbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-89u2yXt5sfQ/TXzOALGQWoI/AAAAAAAAFZk/tePXuM5gbRQ/s1600/Bill_9090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583564140406921858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-89u2yXt5sfQ/TXzOALGQWoI/AAAAAAAAFZk/tePXuM5gbRQ/s400/Bill_9090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We detoured beyond the boundaries for a short 3-mile hike. The trail was well marked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tvq5BvY12w/TXzMQpod3uI/AAAAAAAAFX8/nUbRG854T50/s1600/PineconePalm_9101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562224458129122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tvq5BvY12w/TXzMQpod3uI/AAAAAAAAFX8/nUbRG854T50/s400/PineconePalm_9101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the very rare, endangered Pine Palm. (not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1bN6vJo_w/TXzMQvHs3rI/AAAAAAAAFX0/tMOjf5OPeW8/s1600/fish_9043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562225931312818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu1bN6vJo_w/TXzMQvHs3rI/AAAAAAAAFX0/tMOjf5OPeW8/s400/fish_9043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how clear the water is. The round spots on the sandy bottom are where water is bubbling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehf4cpZ_OLc/TXzMQq4cgnI/AAAAAAAAFXs/lyOE2F9gK3U/s1600/snake_9091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562224793584242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehf4cpZ_OLc/TXzMQq4cgnI/AAAAAAAAFXs/lyOE2F9gK3U/s400/snake_9091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we were walking, I looked up into the fork in a tree. See that little white spot in the hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdPGweH8gNQ/TXzMQRVnAYI/AAAAAAAAFXk/A_Prid7XxQU/s1600/snake_9098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583562217936585090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdPGweH8gNQ/TXzMQRVnAYI/AAAAAAAAFXk/A_Prid7XxQU/s400/snake_9098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on my flash and manually adjusted the focus to capture this snake looking out of the hole at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-9001300527214210838?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/9001300527214210838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=9001300527214210838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/9001300527214210838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/9001300527214210838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/03/rainbow-springs-state-park.html' title='Rainbow Springs State Park'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcOyPErWQvA/TXzMrelplTI/AAAAAAAAFYk/wlUtr2am1WE/s72-c/Rainbow%2BSprings_9166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7655232780382584323</id><published>2011-03-13T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T09:49:58.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Mile Cypress Slough Preserve'/><title type='text'>Six Mile Cypress Slough</title><content type='html'>The Six Mile Cypress Slough is one of my favorite places in south Florida - and we couldn't miss an opportunity to visit while we were in the area. We didn't see too many birds on our short walk, so I took some pictures of Dragonflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KP_Gk70hGBU/TXzHDqAIzyI/AAAAAAAAFXc/XsLOuomvYDU/s1600/dragonfly_8964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583556503660973858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KP_Gk70hGBU/TXzHDqAIzyI/AAAAAAAAFXc/XsLOuomvYDU/s400/dragonfly_8964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the neat colors. Now when I see beautiful colors I think how nice they would look in a quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzmoM_JtVhs/TXzHDbX4mNI/AAAAAAAAFXU/TeCoD440SYQ/s1600/dragonfly_8966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583556499734042834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzmoM_JtVhs/TXzHDbX4mNI/AAAAAAAAFXU/TeCoD440SYQ/s400/dragonfly_8966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nbM3l2_oCI/TXzHDPHnZeI/AAAAAAAAFXM/wGTakZXzDWk/s1600/egret_8955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583556496444581346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nbM3l2_oCI/TXzHDPHnZeI/AAAAAAAAFXM/wGTakZXzDWk/s400/egret_8955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birds are in full mating plumage. This Great Egret had bright green lores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JyFNG1qdw6A/TXzHC1w5Y5I/AAAAAAAAFW8/qDiskVDYi7g/s1600/iris_8942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583556489638405010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JyFNG1qdw6A/TXzHC1w5Y5I/AAAAAAAAFW8/qDiskVDYi7g/s400/iris_8942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The swamp Iris were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ-hTW-pgdU/TXzG10TDl_I/AAAAAAAAFW0/P8GZIVD-bBo/s1600/Osprey_8988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583556265906509810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ-hTW-pgdU/TXzG10TDl_I/AAAAAAAAFW0/P8GZIVD-bBo/s400/Osprey_8988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We don't see as many Osprey in central Florida as we did in Ft. Myers. This hungry hawk was eating his fish dinner atop a light post right in the middle of the median on a busy street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBA4sCoXTkY/TXzG1dES3-I/AAAAAAAAFWc/aqY5uCEus5w/s1600/woodpecker_9160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583556259670581218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBA4sCoXTkY/TXzG1dES3-I/AAAAAAAAFWc/aqY5uCEus5w/s400/woodpecker_9160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's that time of the year and this Red-bellied Woodpecker was excavating a hole in the tree to build a nest. From the looks of it, he had been working for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-VPLX1dyVI/TXzG1EPVDEI/AAAAAAAAFWU/ifAAh-gWtZA/s1600/woodpecker_9159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583556253005974594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-VPLX1dyVI/TXzG1EPVDEI/AAAAAAAAFWU/ifAAh-gWtZA/s400/woodpecker_9159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7655232780382584323?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7655232780382584323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7655232780382584323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7655232780382584323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7655232780382584323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/03/six-mile-cypress-slough.html' title='Six Mile Cypress Slough'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KP_Gk70hGBU/TXzHDqAIzyI/AAAAAAAAFXc/XsLOuomvYDU/s72-c/dragonfly_8964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-569879843868452285</id><published>2011-03-12T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T07:31:13.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burrowing Owl'/><title type='text'>Owls</title><content type='html'>Yes, I really am going to blog again! I've just been so darn busy - and today I'm heading to the Trenton, FL craft fair and my favorite (so far) quilt store. So here's a picture of a couple of my favorite birds - Burrowing Owls - taken on a recent trip to Cape Coral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-VwyhpXSzs/TXtmWnh3_jI/AAAAAAAAFWM/okR6UJvVa20/s1600/owls_8999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583168701810081330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-VwyhpXSzs/TXtmWnh3_jI/AAAAAAAAFWM/okR6UJvVa20/s400/owls_8999.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-569879843868452285?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/569879843868452285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=569879843868452285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/569879843868452285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/569879843868452285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/03/owls.html' title='Owls'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-VwyhpXSzs/TXtmWnh3_jI/AAAAAAAAFWM/okR6UJvVa20/s72-c/owls_8999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-6607680245001850491</id><published>2011-02-26T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T10:03:31.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Phoebe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Blue Heron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glossy Ibis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great-crested Flycatcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Water Snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pied-billed Grebe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Limpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ring-necked Duck'/><title type='text'>Wood Duck Drive of Emeralda Marsh with the OTOW Unique Birders</title><content type='html'>The OTOW Unique Birding Club gathered bright and early at the Health and Recreation building for the hour plus long caravan to Emeralda Marsh and Wood Duck Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tC1WphwGKEQ/TWkHgJok61I/AAAAAAAAFV8/6MUlnBUPfw4/s1600/Limpkin_8850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997862398389074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tC1WphwGKEQ/TWkHgJok61I/AAAAAAAAFV8/6MUlnBUPfw4/s400/Limpkin_8850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stopped several times along the drive - but since it was a narrow one-way road, we couldn't always stay as long as we liked because some less relaxed drivers wanted to get moving. They must not have been retired. This is a Limpkin and he was keeping company with a couple of White Ibis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENck1n7IVyk/TWkHv4CfSqI/AAAAAAAAFWE/AGqfaVMILkk/s1600/heron_8882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577998132553140898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENck1n7IVyk/TWkHv4CfSqI/AAAAAAAAFWE/AGqfaVMILkk/s400/heron_8882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still can't resist taking pictures of every Great Blue Heron I see. They are so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nsCZ6KskYnA/TWkHgBhKVMI/AAAAAAAAFV0/cj3m7ozusuY/s1600/snake_8841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997860219802818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nsCZ6KskYnA/TWkHgBhKVMI/AAAAAAAAFV0/cj3m7ozusuY/s400/snake_8841.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An Eastern Water Snake decided to cross the path at the same time we were walking. I don't know who was more startled - the snake or the birder who almost stepped on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhXhZzNgrTM/TWkHf-MooiI/AAAAAAAAFVs/qvzWu7WviIQ/s1600/Ibis_8849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997859328401954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhXhZzNgrTM/TWkHf-MooiI/AAAAAAAAFVs/qvzWu7WviIQ/s400/Ibis_8849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It will take about a year for this immature White Ibis to turn white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uQnJOBErBA/TWkHfiv_pMI/AAAAAAAAFVk/XuzAVpbwDFM/s1600/Great_White_Egret_8829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997851960517826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uQnJOBErBA/TWkHfiv_pMI/AAAAAAAAFVk/XuzAVpbwDFM/s400/Great_White_Egret_8829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many of the herons and ibises were starting to get their breeding feathers. This Great Egret was pruning his new feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMQHSUyT98k/TWkHfThZJgI/AAAAAAAAFVc/EHE5N0Mlisw/s1600/Ibis_8853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997847872742914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kMQHSUyT98k/TWkHfThZJgI/AAAAAAAAFVc/EHE5N0Mlisw/s400/Ibis_8853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An especially pretty Glossy Ibis - look at the colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXs7jrzNSXc/TWkG_fpWGUI/AAAAAAAAFVU/F-trmLGhZRk/s1600/Grebe_8877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997301371509058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXs7jrzNSXc/TWkG_fpWGUI/AAAAAAAAFVU/F-trmLGhZRk/s400/Grebe_8877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even the adult Pied-billed Grebe look like babies. They are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZkbtA_8ZGw/TWkG_TUGE7I/AAAAAAAAFVM/QiVprCxEAYs/s1600/Phoebe_8874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997298061153202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZkbtA_8ZGw/TWkG_TUGE7I/AAAAAAAAFVM/QiVprCxEAYs/s400/Phoebe_8874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An Eastern Phoebe in a tree near the observation tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy8VosceAG4/TWkG-hqc_PI/AAAAAAAAFU8/gjcQfjySn7o/s1600/Great-crested%2BFlycatcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997284733156594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy8VosceAG4/TWkG-hqc_PI/AAAAAAAAFU8/gjcQfjySn7o/s400/Great-crested%2BFlycatcher.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so busy looking at the Phoebe that I almost missed a Great-crested Flycatcher sitting in the same tree. This picture was taken earlier but I am including it here again because it is a much better shot than the one I took yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7Y8zXs6qW0/TWkG-uPxF_I/AAAAAAAAFU0/8mYvB-HHXXM/s1600/Swallow_8912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577997288110888946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W7Y8zXs6qW0/TWkG-uPxF_I/AAAAAAAAFU0/8mYvB-HHXXM/s400/Swallow_8912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were just a few Tree Swallows flying overhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KiGRTReZdmU/TWkGEF2JLqI/AAAAAAAAFUs/yQbcQFCCV48/s1600/heron_8886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577996280833584802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KiGRTReZdmU/TWkGEF2JLqI/AAAAAAAAFUs/yQbcQFCCV48/s400/heron_8886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the prettiest stop along the road - and we were able to pull off to let people pass. There were lots and lots of Coots and Common Moorhens swimming around, as well as herons, ibises and egrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEODjxjMG3I/TWkGEA70bEI/AAAAAAAAFUk/6j4TS6reIh4/s1600/ducks_8895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577996279515212866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dEODjxjMG3I/TWkGEA70bEI/AAAAAAAAFUk/6j4TS6reIh4/s400/ducks_8895.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Off in the distance, one of the more experienced birders spotted these Ring-necked Ducks. The rings on their necks are purplish - and not anywhere as easily seen as the ring around their bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VbwfYAua4iY/TWkGD7kbINI/AAAAAAAAFUc/0-IAfVjsPyI/s1600/ducks_8907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577996278074908882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VbwfYAua4iY/TWkGD7kbINI/AAAAAAAAFUc/0-IAfVjsPyI/s400/ducks_8907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have very distinctive coloring and are easily identified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajQhqSiQtA4/TWkGDpY_-rI/AAAAAAAAFUU/lfWkMB_iaMs/s1600/Grackle_8881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577996273195154098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajQhqSiQtA4/TWkGDpY_-rI/AAAAAAAAFUU/lfWkMB_iaMs/s400/Grackle_8881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the nice long tail on this Boat-tailed Grackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJNs3KIStdA/TWkGDd3_N2I/AAAAAAAAFUM/-V0X3SHyY1c/s1600/Ibis_8867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577996270103902050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJNs3KIStdA/TWkGDd3_N2I/AAAAAAAAFUM/-V0X3SHyY1c/s400/Ibis_8867.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another Glossy Ibis showing the first signs of his mating colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have gotten a picture of the Common Snipe in the scope - he was great! Other birds we spotted included: House Wren, Cardinal, Red-winged Blackbird, Tri-colored Heron, Sandhill Crane, Cattle Egret, Bald Eagle, Snowy Egret, Vultures, Sparrows - and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a full morning, we gathered at the Main Street Diner in Leesburg for a delicious lunch and fellowship. Bill and I had to depart promptly after eating for the long drive down to Fort Myers where we are visiting with good friends Wendy and Larry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-6607680245001850491?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6607680245001850491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=6607680245001850491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6607680245001850491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6607680245001850491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/02/wood-duck-drive-of-emeralda-marsh-with.html' title='Wood Duck Drive of Emeralda Marsh with the OTOW Unique Birders'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tC1WphwGKEQ/TWkHgJok61I/AAAAAAAAFV8/6MUlnBUPfw4/s72-c/Limpkin_8850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-6718199215213965965</id><published>2011-02-24T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:49:45.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Pelican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cedar Key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marbled Godwit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Skimmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wimbrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dunlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Willet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Oystercatcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short-billed Dowitcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruddy Turnstone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Common Loon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semipalmated Plover'/><title type='text'>Birding at Cedar Key</title><content type='html'>The town of Cedar Key is a quaint fishing village on the Gulf Coast, about 50 miles southwest of Gainesville. The Cedar Keys are a group of barrier islands that are Federally protected bird and wildlife sanctuaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48eqo_wasas/TWaT9_76c7I/AAAAAAAAFUE/OHDY-vmqwQw/s1600/Cedar_Key_8634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577307881888969650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48eqo_wasas/TWaT9_76c7I/AAAAAAAAFUE/OHDY-vmqwQw/s400/Cedar_Key_8634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken from the dock where we were waiting to depart on a birding trip through the marshes with expert birder Captain Doug. The birds flying over the hotels are Black Skimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMbZUlhGva4/TWaScLd9UmI/AAAAAAAAFTc/EY0x7LkxvIg/s1600/Skimmers_8579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306201357374050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMbZUlhGva4/TWaScLd9UmI/AAAAAAAAFTc/EY0x7LkxvIg/s400/Skimmers_8579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A large flock of Black Skimmers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZyxVnQzExI/TWaSbwWuULI/AAAAAAAAFTU/NJotmYLl-84/s1600/Skimmer_8619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306194079273138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZyxVnQzExI/TWaSbwWuULI/AAAAAAAAFTU/NJotmYLl-84/s400/Skimmer_8619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I caught this pair as they were flying to sit on the hotel roof with the rest of the gang. Note that their lower bill is longer than their upper. They feed by flying low and skimming the water with their lower bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PY9Zdt6bfHo/TWaRcAuMwOI/AAAAAAAAFSE/JhfBKWBeTp8/s1600/Gulls_8630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305098961076450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PY9Zdt6bfHo/TWaRcAuMwOI/AAAAAAAAFSE/JhfBKWBeTp8/s400/Gulls_8630.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ever-present Ring-billed Gulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-djkAJ0rX0/TWaSN5oYXUI/AAAAAAAAFSk/rL4rQGMfV-0/s1600/Pelicans_8664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305956051082562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-djkAJ0rX0/TWaSN5oYXUI/AAAAAAAAFSk/rL4rQGMfV-0/s400/Pelicans_8664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once we were out in the boat, I saw more shore birds than I ever saw in South Florida. There were hundreds of huge White Pelicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gry3vkgdXWo/TWaSNwgKRcI/AAAAAAAAFSs/CFLOArZ3Eho/s1600/Pelicans_8678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305953600685506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gry3vkgdXWo/TWaSNwgKRcI/AAAAAAAAFSs/CFLOArZ3Eho/s400/Pelicans_8678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The distinctive black markings on their wings show only when they fly. I was amazed how close we were able to get to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGwZS6M7DUA/TWaSN-uqs3I/AAAAAAAAFSc/isI-OOb7yqE/s1600/Oystercatchers_8763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305957419627378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGwZS6M7DUA/TWaSN-uqs3I/AAAAAAAAFSc/isI-OOb7yqE/s400/Oystercatchers_8763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oystercatchers were everywhere. It was high tide and every inch of every available sand bar was covered with shore birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_ijsOWKPHs/TWaRcAi5TkI/AAAAAAAAFSM/p_Ejt5lfoTs/s1600/IMG_8749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305098913664578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_ijsOWKPHs/TWaRcAi5TkI/AAAAAAAAFSM/p_Ejt5lfoTs/s400/IMG_8749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oystercatchers and Willets. The Willets also have a very distinctive black and white wing pattern when they fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AkTLJVkXgaI/TWaSq-9eCiI/AAAAAAAAFT0/Rbvm-AMns1Q/s1600/Wimbrel_Willet_8717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306455697918498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AkTLJVkXgaI/TWaSq-9eCiI/AAAAAAAAFT0/Rbvm-AMns1Q/s400/Wimbrel_Willet_8717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Willets, Willets and more Willets - but note the bigger bird with the long downward curved bill. It is a Wimbrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zri8sH5ph1U/TWaSqpT67sI/AAAAAAAAFTs/H-Heu3NlNqY/s1600/Wimbrel%252C%2BDowitcher_Dunlin_8724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306449886506690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zri8sH5ph1U/TWaSqpT67sI/AAAAAAAAFTs/H-Heu3NlNqY/s400/Wimbrel%252C%2BDowitcher_Dunlin_8724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another Wimbrel. The two smaller birds facing in the same direction as the Wimbrel are, I believe, a Short-billed Dowitcher (center) and a Dunlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp0gRR9zuDI/TWaSbmuyKkI/AAAAAAAAFTM/VTCLmCS9O6g/s1600/shorebirds_8688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306191495834178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp0gRR9zuDI/TWaSbmuyKkI/AAAAAAAAFTM/VTCLmCS9O6g/s400/shorebirds_8688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little of everything - can you name them all? I can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0YZ8jLNNuk/TWaSbkP_LtI/AAAAAAAAFTE/UvCu8ZjNpCI/s1600/Rudy_Turnstones_8781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306190829792978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0YZ8jLNNuk/TWaSbkP_LtI/AAAAAAAAFTE/UvCu8ZjNpCI/s400/Rudy_Turnstones_8781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of the sand bars were wall-to-wall Ruddy Turnstones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVyfH9rLNOA/TWaSbeu22kI/AAAAAAAAFS8/rAvqaIYiUCQ/s1600/plovers_8802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577306189348657730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVyfH9rLNOA/TWaSbeu22kI/AAAAAAAAFS8/rAvqaIYiUCQ/s400/plovers_8802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Captain Doug promised us Plovers and we found these way out on a secluded beach. The one on the right is a Semipalmated Plover. I'm not sure if the other two are also Semipalmated or another plover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xDI-aisAmk/TWaSOJ9Pn7I/AAAAAAAAFS0/xoFPaa0vAQA/s1600/Semipalmated_Plover_8805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305960433557426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5xDI-aisAmk/TWaSOJ9Pn7I/AAAAAAAAFS0/xoFPaa0vAQA/s400/Semipalmated_Plover_8805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Close-up of the Semipalmated Plover showing the necklace that goes all the way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz-ONhZrxQU/TWaSNm8II4I/AAAAAAAAFSU/pyhzH9RLumw/s1600/Loon_8794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305951033631618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iz-ONhZrxQU/TWaSNm8II4I/AAAAAAAAFSU/pyhzH9RLumw/s400/Loon_8794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't expect to see a Loon on this trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xeB8BVRW9E/TWaRbxuIEDI/AAAAAAAAFR8/FV6uHzI7OXQ/s1600/Godwit_8726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305094934237234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xeB8BVRW9E/TWaRbxuIEDI/AAAAAAAAFR8/FV6uHzI7OXQ/s400/Godwit_8726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The larger bird with the long black and pink bill is a Marbled Godwit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M9aoVQkncxg/TWaRbzigfsI/AAAAAAAAFR0/nJZySiGxzQQ/s1600/Eagle_8788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305095422377666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M9aoVQkncxg/TWaRbzigfsI/AAAAAAAAFR0/nJZySiGxzQQ/s400/Eagle_8788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw a couple of Bald Eagles during our 3 hour trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mdHPBRB3nw/TWaRbmx0czI/AAAAAAAAFRs/Ya0d3e-KBnU/s1600/Sapsucker_8550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577305091996939058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mdHPBRB3nw/TWaRbmx0czI/AAAAAAAAFRs/Ya0d3e-KBnU/s400/Sapsucker_8550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back on land, I saw this Yellow-bellied Sapsucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met another couple on our trip, Linda and Graham, and joined them for dinner at Tony's. Tony has won the gold ribbon for his clam chowder two years in a row - and after eating it I sure understood why! It was the BEST clam chowder I've ever had. Bill had fresh raw oysters and he said they were delicious. We have a new favorite place to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great day at Cedar Key - and I can't wait to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-6718199215213965965?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6718199215213965965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=6718199215213965965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6718199215213965965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6718199215213965965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/02/birding-at-cedar-key.html' title='Birding at Cedar Key'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48eqo_wasas/TWaT9_76c7I/AAAAAAAAFUE/OHDY-vmqwQw/s72-c/Cedar_Key_8634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7468877198231278976</id><published>2011-02-16T14:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T14:26:38.296-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Downy Woodpecker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Northern Harrier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tufted Titmouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robin'/><title type='text'>A Walk in the Woods</title><content type='html'>What a beautiful day for a walk in the woods! Bill and I hiked the Johnson Pond Trail in the Withlacoochee State Forest - about 12 miles down the road from OTOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eMFZuMTVNO0/TVwcM6dA0QI/AAAAAAAAFRk/nOqZ9hm-SNw/s1600/Robin_8418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574361446952784130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eMFZuMTVNO0/TVwcM6dA0QI/AAAAAAAAFRk/nOqZ9hm-SNw/s400/Robin_8418.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the most beautiful Robin I have ever seen. I couldn't get over how bright orange his chest was! He and his friends were enjoying the berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV1sw0PyF-Y/TVwcMvTpjlI/AAAAAAAAFRc/m3zKFzYbzh0/s1600/Titmouse_8356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574361443960720978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV1sw0PyF-Y/TVwcMvTpjlI/AAAAAAAAFRc/m3zKFzYbzh0/s400/Titmouse_8356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tufted Titmice are the cutest birds! We have quite a few in the Live Oak tree in front of the house. They take turns coming to the feeders for sunflower seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTjy4vYvBas/TVwcMPo3MzI/AAAAAAAAFRE/lGc22xQJM6U/s1600/Downy_8427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574361435459760946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTjy4vYvBas/TVwcMPo3MzI/AAAAAAAAFRE/lGc22xQJM6U/s400/Downy_8427.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish we had more woodpeckers in the yard. I think this Downy is smaller than the ones we have in Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTILxEWflLI/TVwbpr002kI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/mX4YsY7xgWI/s1600/IMG_8435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574360841730710082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTILxEWflLI/TVwbpr002kI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/mX4YsY7xgWI/s400/IMG_8435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots and lots of little birds flitting around in the trees including this common Palm Warbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvjhLTyOIMk/TVwbpvGftKI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/5bmb2ERLSE8/s1600/deer_8403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574360842610128034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvjhLTyOIMk/TVwbpvGftKI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/5bmb2ERLSE8/s400/deer_8403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bill spotted these deer just off to the right of the trail as it looped around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fyKLZ_GUB_c/TVwbpaoBwzI/AAAAAAAAFQs/X4j19ErvOUY/s1600/Harrier_8365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574360837113627442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fyKLZ_GUB_c/TVwbpaoBwzI/AAAAAAAAFQs/X4j19ErvOUY/s400/Harrier_8365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this is a Northern Harrier. He and a friend were flying over the pond. There is a nice observation deck overlooking the pond about half-way around the 2.6 mile loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OGEtZD8DJak/TVwbo10144I/AAAAAAAAFQk/9IsiguPA2mw/s1600/hawk_8424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574360827235263362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OGEtZD8DJak/TVwbo10144I/AAAAAAAAFQk/9IsiguPA2mw/s400/hawk_8424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another hawk - probably a Red-shouldered. After our hike we stopped at Subway for a sandwich and huge drink of Diet Coke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7468877198231278976?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7468877198231278976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7468877198231278976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7468877198231278976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7468877198231278976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/02/walk-in-woods.html' title='A Walk in the Woods'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eMFZuMTVNO0/TVwcM6dA0QI/AAAAAAAAFRk/nOqZ9hm-SNw/s72-c/Robin_8418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8475734166455070038</id><published>2011-02-15T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T10:04:02.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Kestrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fox Squirrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>My Valentine Tree</title><content type='html'>I had a wonderful Valentine's Day! Bill asked me over the weekend what I wanted and I said I wanted to plant a tree in the backyard. We already had the plan approved by the landscape committee and the utilities had marked the underground cables so we knew where we could dig. Off we go to Lowes to select our tree - but they didn't have what I wanted - a Live Oak - so we checked Home Depot, and they had a nice selection. Since we weren't going to plant the tree until the next day, we came home empty handed. Bill dug the hole - 3 times bigger than what we remembered was the size of the root ball. We soaked the hole with water. It looked like a man-made lake and we expected to see flocks of migrating ducks land in our yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Bill returned from flying his RC plane on Valentine's morning, we headed back to Home Depot to buy our tree. The master gardener helped us select a nice healthy Live Oak - and the other stuff we would need: 50 pounds of potting soil to mix with our sandy soil and Quick Start fertilizer. Bill borrowed a wheelbarrow from the neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole was a "little" larger than we needed and we didn't have enough potting soil so Bill headed back for more. While he was gone, a sparrow landed in the tree and knocked it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vNXfmmYO-k/TVqFuMNosXI/AAAAAAAAFQU/jOs_1X_KhO8/s1600/tree_8355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914517423305074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vNXfmmYO-k/TVqFuMNosXI/AAAAAAAAFQU/jOs_1X_KhO8/s400/tree_8355.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my tree. I love it. I hope the birds don't knock it over again. Oh, and Bill says that next year I'm getting a dozen roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a great time learning to quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9jAFDlvIqvU/TVqFt0BdsSI/AAAAAAAAFQM/Km0AnDZbCjE/s1600/Cascades_8352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914510929801506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9jAFDlvIqvU/TVqFt0BdsSI/AAAAAAAAFQM/Km0AnDZbCjE/s400/Cascades_8352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the top I just finished. The pattern is "Cascades." At one point, I didn't think it would get finished as there was an error in the pattern and the triangles for the sides were too small - but I was able to get more material and finish putting it together. Before I start another pattern, I will check the website for "updates."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2aot-VPfZoM/TVqFtl44e9I/AAAAAAAAFQE/H-rBZ0rVZJM/s1600/Sampler_8354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914507135712210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2aot-VPfZoM/TVqFtl44e9I/AAAAAAAAFQE/H-rBZ0rVZJM/s400/Sampler_8354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the top I'm making in my beginner class. I have one more session - to do the binding - and I'm finished. It's been a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TaV1cNSOtL4/TVqFcQ5oeEI/AAAAAAAAFP8/G5wn79UHKds/s1600/Kestrel_8168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914209443936322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TaV1cNSOtL4/TVqFcQ5oeEI/AAAAAAAAFP8/G5wn79UHKds/s400/Kestrel_8168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are still enjoying the birds in the yard. This is a beautiful American Kestrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-yPJ0x0GHA/TVqFcGMiO_I/AAAAAAAAFP0/DAeOJBEt_8A/s1600/blimp_8142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914206570429426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-yPJ0x0GHA/TVqFcGMiO_I/AAAAAAAAFP0/DAeOJBEt_8A/s400/blimp_8142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was looking at the Kestrel, this blimp flew over. We've seen it quite a few times in the neighborhood. Rumor has it that it's one of our neighbors - John Travolta - showing off the horse farms to his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ce03lBNe74Q/TVqFb7ippRI/AAAAAAAAFPs/oQzdaH6mzrw/s1600/squirrel_8162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914203710399762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ce03lBNe74Q/TVqFb7ippRI/AAAAAAAAFPs/oQzdaH6mzrw/s400/squirrel_8162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. Fox Squirrel has been a regular visitor. I don't even mind if he eats from the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rTk4KFaHH3U/TVqFbgYF1KI/AAAAAAAAFPk/1O8Iat37jdc/s1600/squirrel_8155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914196418352290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rTk4KFaHH3U/TVqFbgYF1KI/AAAAAAAAFPk/1O8Iat37jdc/s400/squirrel_8155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this shot right before he fell off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80WynoAtiKE/TVqFbk8cvMI/AAAAAAAAFPc/kOftYc7ZpwQ/s1600/squirrel_8152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573914197644590274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80WynoAtiKE/TVqFbk8cvMI/AAAAAAAAFPc/kOftYc7ZpwQ/s400/squirrel_8152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But he got right back up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8475734166455070038?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8475734166455070038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8475734166455070038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8475734166455070038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8475734166455070038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentine-tree.html' title='My Valentine Tree'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vNXfmmYO-k/TVqFuMNosXI/AAAAAAAAFQU/jOs_1X_KhO8/s72-c/tree_8355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-1354748925951370611</id><published>2011-02-01T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:01:06.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting table'/><title type='text'>New Sewing Table</title><content type='html'>The OTOW RC flying field was closed all last week for road repairs - so Bill built me a new sewing table! Thank you repair crew! (and Bill too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKb64aVAI/AAAAAAAAFPU/BPd2T0LUS4o/s1600/table_7584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568712414022226946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKb64aVAI/AAAAAAAAFPU/BPd2T0LUS4o/s400/table_7584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are certainly glad to have an oversized garage - lots of room for projects. The design began with several trips to Lowes to get the right wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKbiTpArI/AAAAAAAAFPM/W8QP7bs0fGU/s1600/table_7586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568712407425548978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKbiTpArI/AAAAAAAAFPM/W8QP7bs0fGU/s400/table_7586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Designing the table was a feat. Several more trips to Lowes and he finally had the right hardware - just not enough - so back he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKbHrdodI/AAAAAAAAFPE/Bz-HRHa_jcY/s1600/table_7588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568712400277709266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKbHrdodI/AAAAAAAAFPE/Bz-HRHa_jcY/s400/table_7588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness for Harbor Freight and the wonderfully equipped wood shop here at OTOW - not to mention the tools Bill borrowed from friends Carl and Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKawuC1gI/AAAAAAAAFO8/vQLrupfxDKo/s1600/table_8123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568712394114520578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKawuC1gI/AAAAAAAAFO8/vQLrupfxDKo/s400/table_8123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Bill was off once again to Lowes when I took this picture It's starting to look good with a fresh coat of white paint. We got the 8-foot pre-made Formica counter top from Home Depot. I wanted a slot for rulers and mats and shelves for everything else. Bill put on wheels so I can easily move it out to clean (??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKaovK1MI/AAAAAAAAFO0/7eDuuMWQ6Co/s1600/table_8127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568712391971755202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKaovK1MI/AAAAAAAAFO0/7eDuuMWQ6Co/s400/table_8127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It fits perfectly along one wall in the bedroom - under the window so I can look out at the birds. It's big enough that it can double as a cutting table but I've discovered the pub-height kitchen table is easier on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy camper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so is Bill - they opened the flying field this morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-1354748925951370611?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1354748925951370611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=1354748925951370611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1354748925951370611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1354748925951370611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/02/otow-rc-flying-field-was-closed-all.html' title='New Sewing Table'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUgKb64aVAI/AAAAAAAAFPU/BPd2T0LUS4o/s72-c/table_7584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7116261904572601844</id><published>2011-01-28T09:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:27:09.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ross&apos; Goose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastern Phoebe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paynes Pairie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Kestrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cracker Horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swamp Sparrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandhill Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whooping Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Bittern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cattle Egret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black and White Warbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plains Bison'/><title type='text'>Paynes Prairie Preserve State Park with the Unique Birders from OTOW</title><content type='html'>Bill and I joined the OTOW Unique Birders group for a wonderful field trip to hike the LaChua Trail at Paynes Prairie Preserve State Park south of Gainesville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKtEOyG99I/AAAAAAAAFOo/82d36BrIEGg/s1600/Cranes_7662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567202377582704594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKtEOyG99I/AAAAAAAAFOo/82d36BrIEGg/s400/Cranes_7662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first stop was the icy observation platform just off Route 441 in Micanopy (mic-can-no-pee). Looking out over the prairie, we saw dozens of Sandhill Cranes both on the ground and overhead. A coyote ran in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKtDz_KMlI/AAAAAAAAFOg/d9I8uVWkBu8/s1600/Swamp_Sparrow_7667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567202370389684818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKtDz_KMlI/AAAAAAAAFOg/d9I8uVWkBu8/s400/Swamp_Sparrow_7667.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Normally, I would have overlooked this sparrow - but we were fortunate to have a birding expert in the group who identified it as a Swamp Sparrow - our first life bird of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsMRdO__I/AAAAAAAAFOY/pxfQzeh3p4Y/s1600/Cardinal_7676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567201416227782642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsMRdO__I/AAAAAAAAFOY/pxfQzeh3p4Y/s400/Cardinal_7676.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a short drive we arrived at the parking area and the beginning of the LaChua Trail - a 3-mile loop into the prairie. As we headed through the trees at the entrance, it looked like we were in an apple orchard - but the bright red apples were Northern Cardinals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsMDfJppI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/96AZmPcRjvc/s1600/Bittern_7785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567201412477724306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsMDfJppI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/96AZmPcRjvc/s400/Bittern_7785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I saw no birds when I passed this marshy area, but again, our eagle-eyed teacher pointed out an American Bittern in the reeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsMDhNQSI/AAAAAAAAFOI/jMRvYD_tBLQ/s1600/Bittern_7762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567201412486349090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsMDhNQSI/AAAAAAAAFOI/jMRvYD_tBLQ/s400/Bittern_7762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was thrilled to see it step out in the open so I was able to get quite a few decent pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsLlTl0LI/AAAAAAAAFOA/YRbcjTl9xmw/s1600/Bittern_7750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567201404376174770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsLlTl0LI/AAAAAAAAFOA/YRbcjTl9xmw/s400/Bittern_7750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stripes on its neck are his camouflage as he "hides" in the reeds by standing still with his head pointed to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsLhQFQrI/AAAAAAAAFN4/BcsYSiSmZ-U/s1600/Sandhill_Cranes_7654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567201403287716530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKsLhQFQrI/AAAAAAAAFN4/BcsYSiSmZ-U/s400/Sandhill_Cranes_7654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Overhead, we saw more Sandhill Cranes. While I was distracted photographing some of the shore birds, Bill said he saw a couple of Whooping Cranes fly over. I said, yea, right, sure you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKraExOrtI/AAAAAAAAFNw/ic5Z0lPsTZs/s1600/Sandhill_Cranes_8016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567200553828527826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKraExOrtI/AAAAAAAAFNw/ic5Z0lPsTZs/s400/Sandhill_Cranes_8016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Sandhill Cranes landed in another marshy area beyond the viewing area. We could see lots and lots of cranes - including...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKrZtT4b9I/AAAAAAAAFNo/6Ko9rizFc40/s1600/Whooping_Cranes_7898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567200547531419602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKrZtT4b9I/AAAAAAAAFNo/6Ko9rizFc40/s400/Whooping_Cranes_7898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whooping Cranes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKrZg1fz7I/AAAAAAAAFNg/vdDnNZCmD7k/s1600/Whooping_Cranes_7883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567200544182751154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKrZg1fz7I/AAAAAAAAFNg/vdDnNZCmD7k/s400/Whooping_Cranes_7883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These beautiful birds stand almost a foot taller than their Sandhill Crane cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKrZXqioHI/AAAAAAAAFNY/etU_dPy7WKQ/s1600/Whooping_Crane_7869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567200541720879218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKrZXqioHI/AAAAAAAAFNY/etU_dPy7WKQ/s400/Whooping_Crane_7869.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both of the birds were banded identifying them as either part of the resident population or migrants. As of Sept. 2010, there were 25 non-migratory and 119 migratory Whooping Cranes in Florida during the winter. What a trill to see two of the just over 400 birds currently in the wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqRj8L-sI/AAAAAAAAFNA/nDWfQAX9ZZ4/s1600/Phoebe_8059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567199308065536706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqRj8L-sI/AAAAAAAAFNA/nDWfQAX9ZZ4/s400/Phoebe_8059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of other eye treats as we walked the trail. The sun was shinning and the day warmed nicely. This Eastern Phoebe was also enjoying the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqRb3F3gI/AAAAAAAAFM4/OI0DRpCPG6c/s1600/Kestrel_8063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567199305896680962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqRb3F3gI/AAAAAAAAFM4/OI0DRpCPG6c/s400/Kestrel_8063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I saw a bird hovering in the air and assumed it was a Belted Kingfisher as I've seen them hover over water before diving straight down to catch a fish - but Norm, our teacher, correctly identified it as an American Kestrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqRESYFCI/AAAAAAAAFMw/0TbciF3CzeQ/s1600/Egret_8029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567199299568669730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqRESYFCI/AAAAAAAAFMw/0TbciF3CzeQ/s400/Egret_8029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The area we were hiking has an interesting history. Before 1892, the area was covered with water. The huge Alachua Lake was was a tourist attraction and supported a thriving steamboat business. One day the entire lake just disappeared - into a giant sink hole. Today, water still flows into the hole and the lake has been replaced with over 16,000 acres of freshwater marsh and wet prairie. There are over 270 species of birds (including this cute Cattle Egret) bison, cracker horses and cattle, alligators and hundreds of Sandhill Cranes. The preserve includes the Prairie and some of the surrounding uplands for a total of nearly 22,000 acres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqQwU_6zI/AAAAAAAAFMo/GxPd_F9DGco/s1600/Bison_7802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567199294210960178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqQwU_6zI/AAAAAAAAFMo/GxPd_F9DGco/s400/Bison_7802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I said bison! These young Plains Bison walked right in front of us - down the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplnWL2vI/AAAAAAAAFMY/VNVIMab8nxE/s1600/Horses_7696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567198553065642738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplnWL2vI/AAAAAAAAFMY/VNVIMab8nxE/s400/Horses_7696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and wild horses! Horses were introduced to Florida in the mid-1500's to heard cattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKpljTslDI/AAAAAAAAFMg/TdtKDEj9c9U/s1600/Ibis_7834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567198551981462578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKpljTslDI/AAAAAAAAFMg/TdtKDEj9c9U/s400/Ibis_7834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So nice to see the shore birds! Along with this White Ibis, we saw several Glossy Ibis, the ever-present Coots, Anhinga, Little Blue Heron, Great Blue Heron, Great Egret, Snowy Egret, Common Moorhen, Tricolored Heron and Pied-billed Grebe. Someone said they saw a Wood Duck - but I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplUwZ8RI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/0s-XTEKfIEA/s1600/Heron_7692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567198548075344146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplUwZ8RI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/0s-XTEKfIEA/s400/Heron_7692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Great Blue Heron was entertaining as he tried to figure out just how he was going to eat the huge fish he caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplZ8Y2xI/AAAAAAAAFMI/hNOExgyvnxU/s1600/Hawk_7858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567198549467781906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplZ8Y2xI/AAAAAAAAFMI/hNOExgyvnxU/s400/Hawk_7858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of hawks. This apparently is a young Red-Shouldered Hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplCDCk6I/AAAAAAAAFMA/vVzjy9FxTQ4/s1600/Egret_7711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567198543053231010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKplCDCk6I/AAAAAAAAFMA/vVzjy9FxTQ4/s400/Egret_7711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More Cattle Egret. I usually can't get close enough - or they refuse to stand still - for decent images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoqDshUkI/AAAAAAAAFL4/iLgsPgno9p0/s1600/Tricolor_7849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197529883365954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoqDshUkI/AAAAAAAAFL4/iLgsPgno9p0/s400/Tricolor_7849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Tricolored Heron was intent on his mission to catch a fish (or two, or three) for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKopx-B4UI/AAAAAAAAFLw/17a00cn5JkQ/s1600/Turtle_8025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197525124964674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKopx-B4UI/AAAAAAAAFLw/17a00cn5JkQ/s400/Turtle_8025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure what kind of turtle this is. He wasn't very big - maybe 6 inches across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKopvha9TI/AAAAAAAAFLo/HSL1qQVdqNI/s1600/Ibis_Moorhen_8033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197524468102450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKopvha9TI/AAAAAAAAFLo/HSL1qQVdqNI/s400/Ibis_Moorhen_8033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the kind of wet swampy area where I hoped to see a Purple Gallinule, but found Ibis and Moorhens instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoptwAk1I/AAAAAAAAFLg/ZFCWvtFdILM/s1600/alligators_8047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197523992417106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoptwAk1I/AAAAAAAAFLg/ZFCWvtFdILM/s400/alligators_8047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and Alligators! There were hundreds of American Alligators lining the banks - more and more as the day warmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKopUpzYBI/AAAAAAAAFLY/wEjyaciVPow/s1600/BW_Warbler_8072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197517255499794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKopUpzYBI/AAAAAAAAFLY/wEjyaciVPow/s400/BW_Warbler_8072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back at the entrance to the trail, several small birds played in the trees including this Black-and-white Warbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNvx05SI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/ThVPrnt6L98/s1600/Parula_8078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197043500573986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNvx05SI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/ThVPrnt6L98/s400/Parula_8078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also saw this bird, which I thought was a Northern Parula - or maybe a Magnolia Warbler or Blue-headed Vireo. I'm waiting for verification from our resident expert, Norm. (Norm has confirmed that my mystery bird is a Blue-headed Vireo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNpzOGYI/AAAAAAAAFLI/u1IzQctMAd8/s1600/Brdz_8080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197041895807362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNpzOGYI/AAAAAAAAFLI/u1IzQctMAd8/s400/Brdz_8080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This car was in front of us as we caravaned to the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqR_SpxxI/AAAAAAAAFNI/xiUmLpw5YBQ/s1600/Cranes_8089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567199315407521554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKqR_SpxxI/AAAAAAAAFNI/xiUmLpw5YBQ/s400/Cranes_8089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next stop was the University of Florida's beef farm where a large flock of Sandhill Cranes joined the cattle. It looks like they are captive - but they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNYZ4MbI/AAAAAAAAFLA/eiNzxcpiIuk/s1600/Crane_Goose_8120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197037226111410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNYZ4MbI/AAAAAAAAFLA/eiNzxcpiIuk/s400/Crane_Goose_8120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had already seen hundreds of Sandhill Cranes back at Paynes Prairie. The reason for our visit was the small white goose in with the much larger cranes - a Ross' Goose and another life bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNeJoXiI/AAAAAAAAFK4/XfGeSzCmOp8/s1600/Ross_Goose_8098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567197038768578082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKoNeJoXiI/AAAAAAAAFK4/XfGeSzCmOp8/s400/Ross_Goose_8098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My pictures aren't very good - and those of you that are regular readers know I hate having ugly man-made structures like this barbed-wire fence in my pictures - but that's what I had to work with and for a bird that is rarely seen in this neck of the woods, I'll make an exception!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a wonderful morning of birding - and a total of 51 different species, we gathered at the 43rd Street Deli for lunch and friendship. Bill and I really enjoyed the company of this "Unique" group of bird enthusiasts and will definitely join them on more field trips in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7116261904572601844?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7116261904572601844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7116261904572601844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7116261904572601844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7116261904572601844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/01/paynes-prairie-preserve-state-park-with.html' title='Paynes Prairie Preserve State Park with the Unique Birders from OTOW'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TUKtEOyG99I/AAAAAAAAFOo/82d36BrIEGg/s72-c/Cranes_7662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-6648856268625712729</id><published>2011-01-14T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T14:05:04.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dunnellon-Marion County Flyover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Operation Migration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whooping Crane'/><title type='text'>Whooping Crane Flyover</title><content type='html'>What an amazing morning!! I've been following Operation Migration (&lt;a href="http://www.operationmigration.org/index.html"&gt;http://www.operationmigration.org/index.html&lt;/a&gt;) where a dedicated group is re-introducing young and very endangered Whooping Cranes into the wild and teaching them to migrate from Wisconsin to Florida. The young chicks follow their surrogate parent, a costumed pilot flying an ultralight. Today was the second to last leg in their incredible 1285 mile journey. Tomorrow they will arrive at their winter home at the Chassahowitzka National Wildlife Refuge in Citrus, Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQuaLFASI/AAAAAAAAFKo/SgvwaeVH5FY/s1600/Whooping%2BCrane_6775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562104666776731938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQuaLFASI/AAAAAAAAFKo/SgvwaeVH5FY/s400/Whooping%2BCrane_6775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We arrived at the chilly Dunnellon-Marion County Airport at 9:00 AM and watched the northern sky. The first ultralight, piloted by Richard van Heuvelen looped around the airport with a single Whooping Crane following his every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQt12JZxI/AAAAAAAAFKg/KTMW6ea_nVE/s1600/Whooping%2BCranes_6869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562104657025263378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQt12JZxI/AAAAAAAAFKg/KTMW6ea_nVE/s400/Whooping%2BCranes_6869.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shortly afterwards, Joe Duff came into view closely followed by four absolutely amazing Whooping Crane chicks. The crowd that gathered was hushed, not wanting to spook the fragile birds. It was fantastic - and very moving. After they flew over the trees, people clapped, cheered and cried. We spoke with supporters that come every year to get a glimpse of the birds whose numbers are up from a low of 16 to over 500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQbIdZLBI/AAAAAAAAFKY/zsxAB1QSfKY/s1600/Whooping%2BCranes_6872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562104335604198418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQbIdZLBI/AAAAAAAAFKY/zsxAB1QSfKY/s400/Whooping%2BCranes_6872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bill has seem Whooping Cranes in the wild in the San Luis Valley in Colorado, but until today, I had only seen them in captivity at the Homosassa Springs Wildlife Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQbIkn1aI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/B4QS501mJkI/s1600/Whooping%2BCranes_6881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562104335634519458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQbIkn1aI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/B4QS501mJkI/s400/Whooping%2BCranes_6881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whooping Cranes are larger than their more colorful Sandhill Crane cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQZ48sfYI/AAAAAAAAFKI/Utp9o4bocnU/s1600/Whooping%2BCranes_6909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562104314260651394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQZ48sfYI/AAAAAAAAFKI/Utp9o4bocnU/s400/Whooping%2BCranes_6909.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously, I took lots and lots and lots of pictures! I also met some very nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP4FhJSKI/AAAAAAAAFJo/2MLEXbe_IPs/s1600/Whooping%2BCranes_6919b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562103733519206562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP4FhJSKI/AAAAAAAAFJo/2MLEXbe_IPs/s400/Whooping%2BCranes_6919b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every one's camera was clicking as they dipped down closer to the small crowd that had gathered to welcome them to Marion County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP32Q-U-I/AAAAAAAAFJg/ozRCkfEg_UI/s1600/ultralite_7059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562103729424847842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP32Q-U-I/AAAAAAAAFJg/ozRCkfEg_UI/s400/ultralite_7059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After they left the birds just over the trees to spend the night, the pilots came back to the airport to greet the crowd. Richard arrived first - still in costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP3izVRhI/AAAAAAAAFJY/VEWObOdh6RY/s1600/ultralite_7266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562103724200248850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP3izVRhI/AAAAAAAAFJY/VEWObOdh6RY/s400/ultralite_7266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP3nGVvMI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/lQmuzVh4L6w/s1600/ultralite_7313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562103725353712834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCP3nGVvMI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/lQmuzVh4L6w/s400/ultralite_7313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Richard, Joe, Operation Migration and the Dunnellon Airport for this experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-6648856268625712729?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/6648856268625712729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=6648856268625712729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6648856268625712729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/6648856268625712729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/01/whooping-crane-flyover.html' title='Whooping Crane Flyover'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TTCQuaLFASI/AAAAAAAAFKo/SgvwaeVH5FY/s72-c/Whooping%2BCrane_6775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-7668155296703010515</id><published>2011-01-11T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:45:03.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manatee Viewing Area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Havanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stingray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armadillo'/><title type='text'>Sewing, Quilting, Clean-up, Company &amp; Birds!</title><content type='html'>Bill and I were thrilled to have son John here over Christmas - but even more thrilled to meet his girlfriend, Vanessa. She is definitely a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxY1Nsow6I/AAAAAAAAFH4/Qp2hTfxk2Fw/s1600/John_Vanessa_6494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560917311128912802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxY1Nsow6I/AAAAAAAAFH4/Qp2hTfxk2Fw/s400/John_Vanessa_6494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drove to Tampa to spend a day with them after they returned from their New Year's weekend in Fort Myers and Key West. Vanessa had never seen a Manatee so we took her to the Manatee Viewing Area in Tampa. You can see the huge power plant in the background that generates the warm water that the Manatees are attracted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmdCTiAqI/AAAAAAAAFIg/Pf_IOid8tMs/s1600/manatee_6574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560932288916751010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmdCTiAqI/AAAAAAAAFIg/Pf_IOid8tMs/s400/manatee_6574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw lots of Manatees including this guy doing the backstroke. The water was clear and the viewing was much better than at Manatee Park in Fort Myers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmcwP2zpI/AAAAAAAAFIY/K8DPinub4aA/s1600/Pelican_6524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560932284069498514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmcwP2zpI/AAAAAAAAFIY/K8DPinub4aA/s400/Pelican_6524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bill challenged me to get a shot of this Pelican in flight. Not too shabby if I do say so myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmcma8foI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/rpZFW9TDrs0/s1600/fish_6546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560932281431654018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmcma8foI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/rpZFW9TDrs0/s400/fish_6546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were tons of fish swimming around - but look how they kept out of the way of this stingray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmcrOJY6I/AAAAAAAAFII/06nUWNJx_74/s1600/Sting%2BRay_6559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560932282720150434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxmcrOJY6I/AAAAAAAAFII/06nUWNJx_74/s400/Sting%2BRay_6559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had never seen a stingray swimming around before - so I took lots of pictures! The stingrays are actually quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxY09tEc5I/AAAAAAAAFHw/q9xhTJp7uSc/s1600/Vanessa_Gail_John_6550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560917306835760018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxY09tEc5I/AAAAAAAAFHw/q9xhTJp7uSc/s400/Vanessa_Gail_John_6550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Afterwards, we went to lunch in Ybor City (an historic neighborhood in downtown Tampa) before saying good-bye and heading back to Ocala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX2LwOT0I/AAAAAAAAFHo/uXGafmFKYTU/s1600/jacket_6605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560916228275326786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX2LwOT0I/AAAAAAAAFHo/uXGafmFKYTU/s400/jacket_6605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back at the compound, I've been busy sewing. This is a jacket that I made at a class over at a friend's house. It began life as a all black man's shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX1unnoxI/AAAAAAAAFHg/bGhrvw1JWUc/s1600/jacketback_6604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560916220454609682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX1unnoxI/AAAAAAAAFHg/bGhrvw1JWUc/s400/jacketback_6604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We covered the collar, cut off the sleeves and added cuffs, tucked the back, cut off the hem and faced the inside. Later, I changed the buttons and added the handkerchief. It was fun to see how differently each of our projects turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX1fqTH2I/AAAAAAAAFHY/DLSF2V6u9bw/s1600/quilt_6489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560916216439316322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX1fqTH2I/AAAAAAAAFHY/DLSF2V6u9bw/s400/quilt_6489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've also been working on another quilt - this one will be as bright as the last one! I have all of the squares assembled and put together - I just need to add the border and assemble the back before it goes out to be machine quilted. My beginner quilting class starts this weekend so I can learn all the things I'm doing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX1EUQu4I/AAAAAAAAFHQ/kPqpM7cSWgM/s1600/bubbles_6594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560916209099127682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX1EUQu4I/AAAAAAAAFHQ/kPqpM7cSWgM/s400/bubbles_6594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a "minor" problem earlier this week. We were heading out and while I was getting ready, Bill decided to start the dishwasher. I had complained that the dishwasher wasn't doing a very good job - so he was checking it out. A few minutes later, I heard him yell that we had bubbles everywhere! Bill had added Jet Dri (or so he thought) to make it rinse better. Long story short: he actually added Dawn dish-washing liquid into the Jet Dri compartment. His reason? "It was blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX0yvX_2I/AAAAAAAAFHI/5hvxFEiAy6I/s1600/Bubba_6601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560916204381011810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxX0yvX_2I/AAAAAAAAFHI/5hvxFEiAy6I/s400/Bubba_6601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Bubba - an adorable Havanese puppy that belongs to our very good friends Larry and Wendy. They were here visiting for the weekend. After returning home, Bubba fell into their pool and nearly drowned. Poor Bubba - I sure hope he's going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSulO_mwpbI/AAAAAAAAFHA/-mTkSHgn9oM/s1600/woodpecker_6377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560719841929766322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSulO_mwpbI/AAAAAAAAFHA/-mTkSHgn9oM/s400/woodpecker_6377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I haven't forgotten about my birds. This is a Red-bellied Woodpecker and if you look closely, you can see the faint red on his chest that gives him his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSulOqyQbzI/AAAAAAAAFG4/z4tVHYTop8k/s1600/feeders_6395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560719836340842290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSulOqyQbzI/AAAAAAAAFG4/z4tVHYTop8k/s400/feeders_6395.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our back-yard feeders are busy all day long. I love sitting out in the Florida room watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSulOhfgtlI/AAAAAAAAFGw/svIXYqWtEUs/s1600/Bluebird_6386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560719833846298194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSulOhfgtlI/AAAAAAAAFGw/svIXYqWtEUs/s400/Bluebird_6386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have lots and lots of Bluebirds - and they get bluer and bluer the closer we get to Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuFNGNZdI/AAAAAAAAFIw/2x_VzHP3Ov8/s1600/cardinal_6483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561011044334003666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuFNGNZdI/AAAAAAAAFIw/2x_VzHP3Ov8/s400/cardinal_6483.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We enjoy the backyard feeders so much that I added a feeder in the front yard. Squirrels are not a problem, so I hung it in the Oak tree. Mrs. Cardinal found the new feeder almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuE7qQqQI/AAAAAAAAFIo/TdGF6aDCq9Y/s1600/Titmouse_6476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561011039653374210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuE7qQqQI/AAAAAAAAFIo/TdGF6aDCq9Y/s400/Titmouse_6476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so did this adorable Titmouse who paused from his lunch just long enough to pose for a quick picture. The bird on the left is a Chipping Sparrow and they arrive at the feeders in flocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuFwejBwI/AAAAAAAAFJI/CkCTVDui558/s1600/Moorhen_6461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561011053831325442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuFwejBwI/AAAAAAAAFJI/CkCTVDui558/s400/Moorhen_6461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I took this picture of a Common Moorhen on one of our walks. Funny, but my sister Beth seems to see the same birds at the same time when she walks the beach in North Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuFVMJkII/AAAAAAAAFI4/xMedXRfXdDQ/s1600/armadillo_6410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561011046506401922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSyuFVMJkII/AAAAAAAAFI4/xMedXRfXdDQ/s400/armadillo_6410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is for my sister. This must be the year of the Armadillos! We've seen at least one on each of our walks - but none as cute as this one - standing up and posing for a picture. They do not have very good eyesight, so if you are very quiet, they just go on with their business. I thought they would be slow - they just LOOK slow - but once they hear you, they scurry off in a hurry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-7668155296703010515?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/7668155296703010515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=7668155296703010515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7668155296703010515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/7668155296703010515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2011/01/sewing-quilting-clean-up-company-birds.html' title='Sewing, Quilting, Clean-up, Company &amp; Birds!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TSxY1Nsow6I/AAAAAAAAFH4/Qp2hTfxk2Fw/s72-c/John_Vanessa_6494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8105779401307290562</id><published>2010-12-26T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T09:35:54.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseate Spoonbill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Oystercatcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wood Stork'/><title type='text'>Little Estero Lagoon</title><content type='html'>These are the last of the pictures from my Fort Myers adventures with sister Beth. Our last birding trip was to Little Estero Lagoon on Fort Myers Beach. As we were walking along the path by the first body of water, a passerby told us there was a birder on the beach with a scope. He had shown her a rare "clam-catcher." She said the black ones are very rare. I said I had never heard of this bird and asked if she meant "oystercatcher" instead of "clamcatcher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8Av7V1mI/AAAAAAAAFGc/UQELMqW3xsM/s1600/Oystercatcher_6299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974648947824226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8Av7V1mI/AAAAAAAAFGc/UQELMqW3xsM/s400/Oystercatcher_6299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We never found the birder, but we did see this American Oystercatcher standing at the edge of the waves. He was standing and even hoping around on one leg - to the point that we thought his other leg was injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8AdNS3II/AAAAAAAAFGU/T3Wo8yPS8n4/s1600/Oystercatcher_6319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974643922852994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8AdNS3II/AAAAAAAAFGU/T3Wo8yPS8n4/s400/Oystercatcher_6319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But all was well - he finally finally engaged his other leg and walked a short distance giving us his best profile. Oystercatchers can live for up to 20 years and don't mate until they are 3 or 4. All-black Oystercatchers are found along the Pacific Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8AYtt1rI/AAAAAAAAFGM/GIQEOsnKRsQ/s1600/Roseate_6235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974642716661426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8AYtt1rI/AAAAAAAAFGM/GIQEOsnKRsQ/s400/Roseate_6235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both Beth and I love the Roseate Spoonbills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8AO9nSGI/AAAAAAAAFGE/OZ58VcfXV7k/s1600/Roseate_Spoonbill_6216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974640098986082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8AO9nSGI/AAAAAAAAFGE/OZ58VcfXV7k/s400/Roseate_Spoonbill_6216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are youngsters and have not reached breeding age. Compare these birds with the one we saw at Harns Marsh with the dark pink wing strip and yellow head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7_9NlUUI/AAAAAAAAFF8/Es6u1ScJCBc/s1600/Wood_Stork_6339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974635334127938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7_9NlUUI/AAAAAAAAFF8/Es6u1ScJCBc/s400/Wood_Stork_6339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still can't figure out how the Wood Storks got such an ugly head to go with that beautiful body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7dUAQHQI/AAAAAAAAFF0/rLkDcByjLW8/s1600/lineup_6357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974040156806402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7dUAQHQI/AAAAAAAAFF0/rLkDcByjLW8/s400/lineup_6357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this was an interesting shot with the birds lined up-down-up-down-up-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7deO7sVI/AAAAAAAAFFs/Us-pl60zIko/s1600/Pelican_Dolphin_6264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974042902737234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7deO7sVI/AAAAAAAAFFs/Us-pl60zIko/s400/Pelican_Dolphin_6264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw several dolphins playing in the waves. This one went over to see the Brown Pelicans in the tree. When he got right under them he jumped and splashed. It looked like he was trying to scare them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7dQfAm1I/AAAAAAAAFFk/lTXq2JSOUTM/s1600/Pelican_6347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974039212071762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7dQfAm1I/AAAAAAAAFFk/lTXq2JSOUTM/s400/Pelican_6347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back at the lagoon, the Pelicans were busy fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7c2v_qUI/AAAAAAAAFFc/ZOhHx4hGp6U/s1600/Pelican_6207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974032303991106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7c2v_qUI/AAAAAAAAFFc/ZOhHx4hGp6U/s400/Pelican_6207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one was successful and came up with a big fish - which he promptly ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7cx11cLI/AAAAAAAAFFU/fEyBWbE41-w/s1600/Killdeer_6204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554974030986309810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc7cx11cLI/AAAAAAAAFFU/fEyBWbE41-w/s400/Killdeer_6204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the Killdeer must be the most common plover. I see them at the beach, in our backyard here in Ocala and even at our summer home in Colorado Springs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the day after Christmas and the weather has gone downhill. The sun is hiding behind dark clouds and the wind is mean - too strong for Bill to fly. The freeze warnings are out for the next two days - so guess I'll have to head back to the sewing room and work on another quilt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8105779401307290562?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8105779401307290562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8105779401307290562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8105779401307290562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8105779401307290562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-estero-lagoon.html' title='Little Estero Lagoon'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRc8Av7V1mI/AAAAAAAAFGc/UQELMqW3xsM/s72-c/Oystercatcher_6299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-9033926642638265100</id><published>2010-12-25T08:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T08:39:02.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osprey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bald Eagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loggerhead Shrike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meadowlark'/><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas! It's a beautiful sunny morning here in the OTOW compound so Bill (here's a shocker) is already up and out at the RC flying field crashing his planes so he'll have a project repairing them later in the day. I'm not sure how he will survive without heading to the hobby shop - but hopefully his other hobby (feeding me) will keep him busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son John is still asleep after losing a wild game of combat dominoes last night. We played until the wee hours of the morning - probably past 9:00 PM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bird feeders in the backyard are a hive of activity with Goldfinches, Bluebirds, Titmice, Cardinals, House Finches, Doves and Sparrows. The Killdeer are playing out back and there are Blue Jays in the tree out front. I love my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I get started making chocolate chip cookies for Johnny, I think I'll finish posting some of the backlog of pictures from our trip to Fort Myers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've made some great new friends here at OTOW and two of them, Peg and Bob, came down to spend the weekend with us in Ft. Myers. Peg is a fabulous quilter, so I knew she and Beth would hit it off (the three of us hit all of the quilt shops in the area - what a blast!) and Bob is a RC flyer so we took them over to the Cape Coral RC field. Naturally I had my camera - but I wasn't looking at the planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched these two friends sitting on the fence at the end of the field - chatting it up and ignoring the activity on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554599351174501234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXmrixfE3I/AAAAAAAAFEs/J7r1oS2pe2A/s400/friends_5641.jpg" /&gt;The talkative bird is a Meadowlark and his friend is a Loggerhead Shrike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXnVnrKauI/AAAAAAAAFFE/0kZPsI0FlF0/s1600/shrike_5680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554600074044664546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXnVnrKauI/AAAAAAAAFFE/0kZPsI0FlF0/s400/shrike_5680.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess the shrike got tired of listening and decided to check the wind direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXmrx0oyqI/AAAAAAAAFE0/9CUNGpX7RGc/s1600/meadowlark_5610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554599355214252706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXmrx0oyqI/AAAAAAAAFE0/9CUNGpX7RGc/s400/meadowlark_5610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deserted, the lark found comfort in food and plucked a juicy worm from the grass and ate it. Don't you think he looks guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXmra14uXI/AAAAAAAAFEc/sye4VCvpNLI/s1600/eagle_5712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554599349045475698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXmra14uXI/AAAAAAAAFEc/sye4VCvpNLI/s400/eagle_5712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Bald Eagle felt no guilt as he finished his meal high in a pine tree. He is a teenager on the verge of adulthood with some of the brown on his face still visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554600080477022562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXnV_owaWI/AAAAAAAAFFM/5VrdSmDyBAw/s400/osprey_5733.jpg" /&gt;Over at the ball field where we see the Burrowing Owls, I watched these two Osprey torment a noisy nest of Monk Parakeets high atop one of the stadium lights. It looked like the Osprey were hoping one of the parakeets would make a tasty meal, but despite their efforts, the parakeets were safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all my readers will stay safe this holiday season. Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-9033926642638265100?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/9033926642638265100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=9033926642638265100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/9033926642638265100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/9033926642638265100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRXmrixfE3I/AAAAAAAAFEs/J7r1oS2pe2A/s72-c/friends_5641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-1924661957852694456</id><published>2010-12-24T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T13:11:43.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greater Yellowlegs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harns Marsh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseate Spoonbill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree Swallow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Bittern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stokes Field Guide to Birds'/><title type='text'>Harns Marsh</title><content type='html'>We always enjoy visiting Harns Marsh in Lehigh Acres. While Warren and Bill power-walked the 5 miles around, Beth and I took our time (and lots of pictures!) meandering around the upper ponds - meeting the boys about a mile from where we parked. There was lots to see and Beth added several birds to her life list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNYfXRubI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/COoyltEv0Lw/s1600/Spoonbill_5754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554290061074348466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNYfXRubI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/COoyltEv0Lw/s400/Spoonbill_5754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Roseate Spoonbill was just magnificent! The yellow head and dark pink wing indicates it is a mature (breeding) adult. They, like the Wood Storks in my last post, have beautiful bodies and rather ugly bald heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNTzCTjsI/AAAAAAAAFEE/70MjfJcykfI/s1600/voltures_5741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289980455751362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNTzCTjsI/AAAAAAAAFEE/70MjfJcykfI/s400/voltures_5741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And talking about ugly heads - look at these Black Vultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNTXQXaiI/AAAAAAAAFD8/7VBOv_eW35E/s1600/swallows_5813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289972998531618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNTXQXaiI/AAAAAAAAFD8/7VBOv_eW35E/s400/swallows_5813.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were THOUSANDS of Tree Swallows flying around. I've never seen so many - and they are almost impossible for me to photograph as they are never still. I was thrilled when some landed so at least I had a fighting chance to get a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNTBdmkjI/AAAAAAAAFD0/kte7xb55ukE/s1600/swallows_5812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289967148470834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNTBdmkjI/AAAAAAAAFD0/kte7xb55ukE/s400/swallows_5812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNSwILO3I/AAAAAAAAFDs/aT4ndC00NBA/s1600/swallows_5781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289962495196018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNSwILO3I/AAAAAAAAFDs/aT4ndC00NBA/s400/swallows_5781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...or a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNSyl3K1I/AAAAAAAAFDk/Phwkcy7pBY0/s1600/Osprey_5949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289963156581202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNSyl3K1I/AAAAAAAAFDk/Phwkcy7pBY0/s400/Osprey_5949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw this Osprey as we were leaving. Check out his fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNCf8vHqI/AAAAAAAAFDc/j_-o1l8ZWUQ/s1600/Greater_Yellowlegs_5786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289683274342050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNCf8vHqI/AAAAAAAAFDc/j_-o1l8ZWUQ/s400/Greater_Yellowlegs_5786.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a Greater Yellowlegs. When Beth and I saw it, we didn't know whether it was a Greater or Lesser Yellowlegs, but she consulted her &lt;em&gt;Stokes Field Guide to Birds&lt;/em&gt; and properly identified it for her blog - giving credit to her reference. After posting her entry, she was thrilled to get a comment from birding authorities, Don and Lillian Stokes, the authors of the field guide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNCa8XTrI/AAAAAAAAFDU/Mfodti3eS_8/s1600/herons_5921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289681930604210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNCa8XTrI/AAAAAAAAFDU/Mfodti3eS_8/s400/herons_5921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a couple of neighbors hanging around discussing politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNCFacEUI/AAAAAAAAFDM/Qwt7x6P7DTo/s1600/heron_5764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289676151165250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNCFacEUI/AAAAAAAAFDM/Qwt7x6P7DTo/s400/heron_5764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I see this photogenic Tricolored Heron every time I visit Harns Marsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNB92dBSI/AAAAAAAAFDE/9C5x2CAUHfQ/s1600/Bittern_5916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289674121184546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNB92dBSI/AAAAAAAAFDE/9C5x2CAUHfQ/s400/Bittern_5916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of Beth's sightings - an American Bittern. I saw one on my last trip, but this one was closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNByfrmoI/AAAAAAAAFC8/TGDn65nWAxw/s1600/coot_5794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554289671072881282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNByfrmoI/AAAAAAAAFC8/TGDn65nWAxw/s400/coot_5794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-1924661957852694456?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/1924661957852694456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=1924661957852694456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1924661957852694456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/1924661957852694456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/harns-marsh.html' title='Harns Marsh'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRTNYfXRubI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/COoyltEv0Lw/s72-c/Spoonbill_5754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-30341393810643156</id><published>2010-12-24T11:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T18:13:49.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Double-crested Cormorant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snowy Egret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow-crowned Night Heron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Egret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wood Stork'/><title type='text'>Ding Darling National Wildlife Refuge</title><content type='html'>On a recent trip to Sanabel's wildlife jewel, Beth, Bill and I had the rare opportunity to photograph some endangered Wood Storks up close and personal. They were at the shoreline just feet away from the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSljaVeoGI/AAAAAAAAFC0/vnNU7seiNP8/s1600/Woodstork_6097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554246268238078050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSljaVeoGI/AAAAAAAAFC0/vnNU7seiNP8/s400/Woodstork_6097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Son John, who is here for the holidays, says this looks like a drag queen of the animal kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSljXhcu_I/AAAAAAAAFCs/ckcjJR6m6XY/s1600/Woodstork_6084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554246267482979314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSljXhcu_I/AAAAAAAAFCs/ckcjJR6m6XY/s400/Woodstork_6084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the way their legs bend to sit. These majestic birds are beautiful in flight, but up close they sure do have ugly heads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlawuvYfI/AAAAAAAAFCk/SZk820YNS1A/s1600/Woodstork_6073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554246119630791154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlawuvYfI/AAAAAAAAFCk/SZk820YNS1A/s400/Woodstork_6073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three Wood Storks posing for the people who stopped to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlao3e1YI/AAAAAAAAFCc/WVhUpjgxhno/s1600/snowy_6102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554246117519971714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlao3e1YI/AAAAAAAAFCc/WVhUpjgxhno/s400/snowy_6102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also saw other large shore birds: a Snowy Egret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlaXo-IYI/AAAAAAAAFCU/l__4BJ0OCSk/s1600/egret_6045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554246112895705474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlaXo-IYI/AAAAAAAAFCU/l__4BJ0OCSk/s400/egret_6045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a Great Egret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlaf41OVI/AAAAAAAAFCM/IbqCfOdS2c4/s1600/YC_Night%2BHeron_6006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554246115109714258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlaf41OVI/AAAAAAAAFCM/IbqCfOdS2c4/s400/YC_Night%2BHeron_6006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a Yellow-crowned Night Heron standing just off the road. He never moved while we took lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlaN-ZRvI/AAAAAAAAFCE/wcgYmC5aJEI/s1600/Cormorant_6028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554246110301210354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSlaN-ZRvI/AAAAAAAAFCE/wcgYmC5aJEI/s400/Cormorant_6028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Double-crested Cormorants are very common and I usually don't bother taking too many pictures, but I thought this one was especially cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-30341393810643156?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/30341393810643156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=30341393810643156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/30341393810643156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/30341393810643156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/ding-darling-national-wildlife-refuge.html' title='Ding Darling National Wildlife Refuge'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSljaVeoGI/AAAAAAAAFC0/vnNU7seiNP8/s72-c/Woodstork_6097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8135686563510110112</id><published>2010-12-24T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:48:28.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corkscrew Swamp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babcock-Webb'/><title type='text'>Spiders, snakes, lizards, frogs, butterflies, armadillos and, of course, birds!</title><content type='html'>I'm so far behind in my blogging that I hardly know where to start. We were without Internet while in Fort Myers and I will never let that happen again! I can't believe how much I depend on something that didn't exist for most of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures are from trips to Corkscrew Swamp and Babcock Webb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbUeGBgfI/AAAAAAAAFB8/5TN4FyNKBUI/s1600/spider_5552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554235016432681458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbUeGBgfI/AAAAAAAAFB8/5TN4FyNKBUI/s400/spider_5552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have no idea what kind of spider this is - but he's big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbUEI2BlI/AAAAAAAAFB0/DSCnU-otM_M/s1600/snake_5551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554235009465189970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbUEI2BlI/AAAAAAAAFB0/DSCnU-otM_M/s400/snake_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naturalists stage themselves along the boardwalk at Corkscrew so they can point out something special hiding in the trees or nestled in the weeds - especially if it is dangerous like this Water Moccasin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbT5Fj7wI/AAAAAAAAFBs/dio7iF2I_30/s1600/lizard_5560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554235006498631426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbT5Fj7wI/AAAAAAAAFBs/dio7iF2I_30/s400/lizard_5560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You really have to look closely to see the lizard in this picture. Look how long his tail is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbTulnHXI/AAAAAAAAFBk/MWzw_Uju_nQ/s1600/lily_5554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554235003680267634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbTulnHXI/AAAAAAAAFBk/MWzw_Uju_nQ/s400/lily_5554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The swamp lily is a native plant and we often see them growing in the swamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa8PZuqkI/AAAAAAAAFBU/5vQW_aZBZhQ/s1600/frog_5534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554234600171940418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa8PZuqkI/AAAAAAAAFBU/5vQW_aZBZhQ/s400/frog_5534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a tiny tree frog - only about one inch across - that was sitting quietly on a leaf. I turned the picture so he could be seen better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa7zX5noI/AAAAAAAAFBM/Z5EYyvqVxc0/s1600/egret_5561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554234592648076930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa7zX5noI/AAAAAAAAFBM/Z5EYyvqVxc0/s400/egret_5561.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Great Egret trying to stay warm in the unusually chilly southwest Florida weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa7s6ljxI/AAAAAAAAFBE/Xv_EIwFSBeI/s1600/Butterfly_5527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554234590914514706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa7s6ljxI/AAAAAAAAFBE/Xv_EIwFSBeI/s400/Butterfly_5527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of pretty butterflies in the butterfly garden at Corkscrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa7t90byI/AAAAAAAAFA8/Om67FdyULs4/s1600/butterflies_5592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554234591196507938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSa7t90byI/AAAAAAAAFA8/Om67FdyULs4/s400/butterflies_5592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two were fun to watch as they played in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXyuINBI/AAAAAAAAFA0/lH4Hp3Go-3Q/s1600/anole_5546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554233973997581330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXyuINBI/AAAAAAAAFA0/lH4Hp3Go-3Q/s400/anole_5546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another lizard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXvuhVcI/AAAAAAAAFAs/0gCOMnzDY1U/s1600/heron_5518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554233973193921986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXvuhVcI/AAAAAAAAFAs/0gCOMnzDY1U/s400/heron_5518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Great Blue Heron was far away but I liked the way he was framed by the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXolhrNI/AAAAAAAAFAk/nnfnmFxF_tk/s1600/hawk2_5417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554233971277147346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXolhrNI/AAAAAAAAFAk/nnfnmFxF_tk/s400/hawk2_5417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally a hawk other than a red-shouldered! This is a Northern Harrier. We spotted it at Babcock Webb and it was a life bird for sister Beth. I took this picture through the window of Warren's van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXICh0RI/AAAAAAAAFAc/Iu5f5gq6OxQ/s1600/Eagle_5435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554233962540421394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaXICh0RI/AAAAAAAAFAc/Iu5f5gq6OxQ/s400/Eagle_5435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the way at the far end of the Babcock Webb drive (open only during hunting season) we saw this beautiful Bald Eagle in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaW3uJRqI/AAAAAAAAFAU/VN_AzMUj1k4/s1600/Armadillo_5515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554233958159959714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSaW3uJRqI/AAAAAAAAFAU/VN_AzMUj1k4/s400/Armadillo_5515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a nice surprise! We actually saw three Nine Banded Armadillos along the side of the drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8135686563510110112?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8135686563510110112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8135686563510110112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8135686563510110112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8135686563510110112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/spiders-snakes-lizards-frogs.html' title='Spiders, snakes, lizards, frogs, butterflies, armadillos and, of course, birds!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRSbUeGBgfI/AAAAAAAAFB8/5TN4FyNKBUI/s72-c/spider_5552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-671333040834937403</id><published>2010-12-22T08:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T08:43:48.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Trip Pics!</title><content type='html'>I have no clue what this biker is towing - but I couldn't resist taking a picture as he rode by us in Cape Coral. I assume these are his art works and he was returning home after displaying them for sale at a local venue. Are they fish? birds? I may never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH2fLgskjI/AAAAAAAAE_4/GaG8Ngt4EV8/s1600/biker_5192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553490831050838578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH2fLgskjI/AAAAAAAAE_4/GaG8Ngt4EV8/s400/biker_5192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather in Ft. Myers was cool so the Manatees were gathered at Manatee Park in the warm waters by the power plant. Sister Beth had been to Manatee Park before but never when the Manatees were there, so Bill drove us over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH2fKT0LGI/AAAAAAAAE_w/c1rx7dL4Qa0/s1600/Beth_5157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553490830728375394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH2fKT0LGI/AAAAAAAAE_w/c1rx7dL4Qa0/s400/Beth_5157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beth had her new camera and took lots of pictures, but you will have to check her blog to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH1xvXsQsI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/CGJOVuxw0YI/s1600/Mockingbird_5186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553490050402763458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH1xvXsQsI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/CGJOVuxw0YI/s400/Mockingbird_5186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Afterwards, we drove over to Cape Coral to try and see the Burrowing Owls. We didn't see any owls out in the chilly air mid-day, but I did see this Mocking Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH1xS_ouGI/AAAAAAAAE_Q/-HwKh_nCWJg/s1600/Monk_5183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553490042785675362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH1xS_ouGI/AAAAAAAAE_Q/-HwKh_nCWJg/s400/Monk_5183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw the Monk Parakeets at their usual spot by the ball fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH56g7XjWI/AAAAAAAAFAA/nBLSNGuJnwU/s1600/Osprey_5357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553494599191203170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH56g7XjWI/AAAAAAAAFAA/nBLSNGuJnwU/s400/Osprey_5357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On an early morning visit to Lover's Key to walk and pick up sea shells, the Osprey were out in force. They are building their nests getting ready to settle down and raise a family. Look closely and you will see this guy has a fish in his left talon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH56oKpMII/AAAAAAAAFAI/6mLFnJMMQkU/s1600/Chaney_6366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553494601134321794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH56oKpMII/AAAAAAAAFAI/6mLFnJMMQkU/s400/Chaney_6366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beth and Warren have two cats, George and Chaney and they shared the beach house becoming Florida cats very quickly. This is Chaney. He usually hides when anyone he doesn't know is around, but for some reason he decided I was okay and even let me pet him - but only for a few minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-671333040834937403?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/671333040834937403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=671333040834937403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/671333040834937403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/671333040834937403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/more-trip-pics.html' title='More Trip Pics!'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRH2fLgskjI/AAAAAAAAE_4/GaG8Ngt4EV8/s72-c/biker_5192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8610426427455052120</id><published>2010-12-22T07:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T07:49:32.328-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anhinga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Mile Cypress Slough Preserve'/><title type='text'>Where has December Gone?</title><content type='html'>Bill and I spent a fabulous couple of weeks at our condo in tropical (not so much) Ft. Myers. Sister Beth and her "dh" were staying on the beach so we spent lots of time together shelling, birding, visiting with friends and the local quilt shops. Since we did not have Internet at the condo, I was not able until now to post pictures. Check out my sister's blog at &lt;a href="http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://quilterb-bethsblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for a sneak peak of what's to come here at Parker's Barkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTFsU8wJI/AAAAAAAAE-g/0U9bUgiUSXo/s1600/Anhinga_5198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553311172788011154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTFsU8wJI/AAAAAAAAE-g/0U9bUgiUSXo/s400/Anhinga_5198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out first outing late in the day was to Six Mile Cypress Slough where we walked the boardwalk through the swamp visiting and taking pictures. Anhingas are common at the swamp, but I always like to see them posing for the camera with their wings spread out to dry in the afternoon sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSuBxnCI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/5cQbHtuyIXs/s1600/Cardinal_5208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553310297071131682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSuBxnCI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/5cQbHtuyIXs/s400/Cardinal_5208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We don't have Cardinals in Colorado, so they are a treat to our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSo2zkzI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/0GE2A-zKDIc/s1600/hawk_5314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553310295682945842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSo2zkzI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/0GE2A-zKDIc/s400/hawk_5314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the colors in the background behind this beautiful Red-shouldered Hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSIl5umI/AAAAAAAAE-A/2SwgZrIQ7Kk/s1600/Heron_5233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553310287022111330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSIl5umI/AAAAAAAAE-A/2SwgZrIQ7Kk/s400/Heron_5233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Great Blue Heron was really displaying his colors in the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSGpsTeI/AAAAAAAAE94/eb5QYVSOsIQ/s1600/Heron_5265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553310286501137890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFSSGpsTeI/AAAAAAAAE94/eb5QYVSOsIQ/s400/Heron_5265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two of them were flying back and forth over one of the ponds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTGSBEqNI/AAAAAAAAE-4/5Gg1HuPusqs/s1600/ibis_6166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553311182905190610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTGSBEqNI/AAAAAAAAE-4/5Gg1HuPusqs/s400/ibis_6166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No, this White Ibis hasn't injured his leg - they often stand on one leg, resting the other. This time of year his bill and legs are pink but in the Spring, when thoughts of love dance through his head, his bill and legs will turn bright red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTGQm46_I/AAAAAAAAE-w/jVBPbl9a1FA/s1600/Yellow-throated%2BWarbler_6194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553311182526934002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTGQm46_I/AAAAAAAAE-w/jVBPbl9a1FA/s400/Yellow-throated%2BWarbler_6194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boy did I have a hard time getting this Yellow-throated Warbler to stand still long enough for a decent picture. I also took pictures of a Blue-grey Gnatcatcher and a Common Yellowthroat, but those pictures were not good enough to post. Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTGLc1ImI/AAAAAAAAE-o/v9YTVeDtiKc/s1600/Black_White%2BWarbler_6190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553311181142565474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTGLc1ImI/AAAAAAAAE-o/v9YTVeDtiKc/s400/Black_White%2BWarbler_6190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another busy, busy bird - a Black-and-white Warbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And busy, busy describes the rest of our vacation with trips to Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary, Lover's Key, Port Charlotte, Ding Darling, Babcock-Webb, Harns Marsh, Cape Coral and Manatee Park. Ocala friends Bob and Peggy joined us for a weekend of fabric shopping and I have lots of pictures that I will post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8610426427455052120?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8610426427455052120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8610426427455052120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8610426427455052120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8610426427455052120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/where-has-december-gone.html' title='Where has December Gone?'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TRFTFsU8wJI/AAAAAAAAE-g/0U9bUgiUSXo/s72-c/Anhinga_5198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-9156645596522946342</id><published>2010-12-01T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:53:47.549-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janome sewing machine'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and My First Quilting Projects</title><content type='html'>Bill and I spent Thanksgiving week in Maryland with daughter Pamela and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7GVO4JwI/AAAAAAAAE9M/AwldTzlHKCc/s1600/Sebastian_5120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545684971118143234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7GVO4JwI/AAAAAAAAE9M/AwldTzlHKCc/s400/Sebastian_5120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my youngest grandson, Sebastian. We were at a birthday party for one of their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7GFjsxEI/AAAAAAAAE9E/4pa5cGt4bIs/s1600/Sebastian_5112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545684966910510146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7GFjsxEI/AAAAAAAAE9E/4pa5cGt4bIs/s400/Sebastian_5112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the activities was pony rides - and Sebastian wanted nothing to do with them! He wouldn't even pet one. The entire time he was playing on the slide he kept telling me "no pony, drandma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7FyH2TxI/AAAAAAAAE88/kbs_UTkL6j8/s1600/Pam_5121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545684961693421330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7FyH2TxI/AAAAAAAAE88/kbs_UTkL6j8/s400/Pam_5121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pamela had a good time visiting with the other parents. Here she is showing off her baby-belly. Leandro is due to arrive in April. Yep, another boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7FtWhWVI/AAAAAAAAE80/JHRkw4kOy-U/s1600/Gabriel_5106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545684960412784978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7FtWhWVI/AAAAAAAAE80/JHRkw4kOy-U/s400/Gabriel_5106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only time Gabriel will sit still enough for me to get a picture is when he is watching TV. He's still very active, but since starting kindergarten, he has matured quite a bit. I was thrilled to see that he is learning to read and write. Two of his classes - math and creative writing - are with the first-graders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thanksgiving, we had 16 people for a sit-down turkey dinner. Pamela did a beautiful job and set a wonderful, warm and welcoming table. We all pitched in and helped with the food - but Pam did most of the work. By evening, we were all stuffed and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was to stop in Kure Beach, NC to visit my sister and her "dh" (dear husband) but we were both battling nasty bugs and decided to head back to Ocala early and recuperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7ws1GQUI/AAAAAAAAE9U/8IQHb5CZPn4/s1600/Janome_5088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545685699006972226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7ws1GQUI/AAAAAAAAE9U/8IQHb5CZPn4/s400/Janome_5088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we left for the holiday, I bought myself a new sewing machine - and I LOVE it! I had wanted to try my hand at quilting for sometime and a friend advised me to get a better machine so that I will really enjoy it. My cheap Singer was not the machine. This is a portable Janome (so I can easily carry it to classes) with lots of cute stitches, a needle threader and automatic thread cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7w1WULDI/AAAAAAAAE9c/JAQBboKQ_ko/s1600/quilt_5094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545685701293780018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7w1WULDI/AAAAAAAAE9c/JAQBboKQ_ko/s400/quilt_5094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first attempt didn't turn out too bad. It still needs binding, quilting and backing - but it's a start. At least I learned how to use the machine so I will be ready for the beginner quilting class in January. The pattern is Yellow Brick Road and I selected the fabric from a batch of fat quarters I bought on sale from the local quilt shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7FVQGFnI/AAAAAAAAE8s/k-jMZTLEkao/s1600/purse_5133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545684953943381618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7FVQGFnI/AAAAAAAAE8s/k-jMZTLEkao/s400/purse_5133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my next project - a purse. I'm really happy with the way it turned out. The squares are part of a "charm pack" - so I didn't have to pick the fabric, but I did have to arrange them. Fabric choice and arrangement, I fear, will be my greatest challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPZQGNr3jQI/AAAAAAAAE9s/bTBXoOeMUI0/s1600/sqs_5141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545708058836438274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPZQGNr3jQI/AAAAAAAAE9s/bTBXoOeMUI0/s400/sqs_5141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the quilt top I'm currently working on. I'm afraid it's going to be too busy - but I'm making it for a busy boy so maybe it will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPZQF553znI/AAAAAAAAE9k/xLTqSo-bJsE/s1600/sq_5142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545708053526466162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPZQF553znI/AAAAAAAAE9k/xLTqSo-bJsE/s400/sq_5142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are three different squares - I have two sets finished. I'll work on the third set later today - but now I'm headed to exercise class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-9156645596522946342?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/9156645596522946342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=9156645596522946342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/9156645596522946342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/9156645596522946342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-and-my-first-quilting.html' title='Thanksgiving and My First Quilting Projects'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TPY7GVO4JwI/AAAAAAAAE9M/AwldTzlHKCc/s72-c/Sebastian_5120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-3335807113047821802</id><published>2010-11-13T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T19:52:55.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coyote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow River'/><title type='text'>Playing Catch-up</title><content type='html'>As I write, Laura, Tim and the kids should be half way back to Colorado after their Florida vacation - but I'm still working on all the pictures I took on our various adventures while they were visiting both here in Ocala and at our condo in Ft. Myers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EvekbY8I/AAAAAAAAE74/U1odqXjnFMs/s1600/sanderlings_4846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010542906860482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EvekbY8I/AAAAAAAAE74/U1odqXjnFMs/s400/sanderlings_4846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovers Key State Park is a must visit. I love walking the beach, collecting shells and watching the shore birds. The water is great for wading - but not for swimming as it drops off too quickly. Some days there are so many beautiful shells - you can't collect them fast enough and other days the beach is clear. We arrived just as the tide was beginning to recede - the wrong time to collect - but that didn't stop the kids from finding some neat shells and several sand dollars. We walked out to the point on the far south end of the beach where I watched these little Sanderlings play at the water's edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EuW-q3eI/AAAAAAAAE7g/xoP6gJ0XmN8/s1600/blue_4901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010523689573858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EuW-q3eI/AAAAAAAAE7g/xoP6gJ0XmN8/s400/blue_4901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's no wonder I have trouble keeping all the birds straight - this is an immature Little Blue Heron. According to Wikipedia, white Little Blue Herons often mingle with Snowy Egrets. The Snowy Egret tolerates the white birds more than Little Blues in adult plumage. The young birds actually catch more fish when in the presence of the Snowy Egret and also gain a measure of protection from predators when they mix into flocks of white herons. It is plausible that because of these advantages, they remain white for their entire first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6Egf2N0UI/AAAAAAAAE7Y/DDZarX87PYw/s1600/snowy_4875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010285551866178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6Egf2N0UI/AAAAAAAAE7Y/DDZarX87PYw/s400/snowy_4875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sure enough, a Snowy Egret was close by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EvEs9YrI/AAAAAAAAE7w/z-XbWFgZJwI/s1600/plover_4904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010535963321010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EvEs9YrI/AAAAAAAAE7w/z-XbWFgZJwI/s400/plover_4904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we returned to Ocala, we took the family to Cedar Key. We arrived at an extreme low tide, so could not take the boat ride out to the barrier islands (Cedar Key National Wildlife Refuge) that we had planned. They have a small beach and a picnic area where we enjoyed our lunch and watched this Semipalmated Plover look at his reflection in the puddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EvNXGKvI/AAAAAAAAE7o/j7KoCvDmQUs/s1600/gull_4947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010538287540978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EvNXGKvI/AAAAAAAAE7o/j7KoCvDmQUs/s400/gull_4947.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I joined the camera club, I'm working on picture composition, instead of (or more correctly - in addition to) just getting a good picture of a particular bird. This is a common Laughing Gull with his twin behind him. One of the locals told me that when you see a group of gulls or terns - they all face the same direction - into the wind. Interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6Ef_DJ7ZI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/vCbNTa9jhKk/s1600/Piliated_4955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010276747767186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6Ef_DJ7ZI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/vCbNTa9jhKk/s400/Piliated_4955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home from Cedar Key we stopped for a short hike in Dunnellon. The Piliated Woodpeckers were everywhere! Across the road, we saw a sign advertising kayaks for rent - $15 for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got all the information and the next day we kayaked down the Rainbow River. I did not take my camera so I don't have any pictures to share - but it was wonderful!! Rainbow Springs is a first-magnitude artesian spring, the fourth-largest in Florida, producing between 400 and 800 million gallons of crystal clear water a day. Rainbow Springs forms the headwaters of the Rainbow River, which empties into the Withlacoochee River. As we paddled and floated the five miles from the headwaters down to Route 484, we watched schools of fish, turtles and other underwater life. The birds were everywhere. At one time, glass-bottom boats took tourists down the river, but now it's a State Park. There were several snorkelers, fisher-people and even swimmers. I will definitely return - maybe with a water-proof camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6Efuj2xlI/AAAAAAAAE7I/uA7RvpQaKHk/s1600/coyote_4967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010272321521234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6Efuj2xlI/AAAAAAAAE7I/uA7RvpQaKHk/s400/coyote_4967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next morning as we relaxed in the Florida room I spotted this lone coyote walking behind the house. He headed over to the golf course and disappeared over the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EftXf-QI/AAAAAAAAE7A/r9a5GtjXRuM/s1600/bunny_4650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010272001259778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EftXf-QI/AAAAAAAAE7A/r9a5GtjXRuM/s400/bunny_4650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bill spotted this cute little bunny trying to nap under the bushes in our front yard. Look how sleepy his eyes look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EfXrLtlI/AAAAAAAAE64/M8vN03iEwSk/s1600/dove_4635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539010266178238034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EfXrLtlI/AAAAAAAAE64/M8vN03iEwSk/s400/dove_4635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mourning Doves are plentiful in the back yard - under the bird feeders. I thought this one had especially nice shades of blue on his wings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-3335807113047821802?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3335807113047821802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=3335807113047821802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3335807113047821802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3335807113047821802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/11/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch-up'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TN6EvekbY8I/AAAAAAAAE74/U1odqXjnFMs/s72-c/sanderlings_4846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8500348180364497435</id><published>2010-11-11T15:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:12:02.089-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Racer snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandhill Crane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zebra Butterfly'/><title type='text'>Swamp Images</title><content type='html'>Our first full day in Fort Myers was cool and a little drizzly - but it didn't stop the kids from enjoying the ocean and the beach. Bill and I dropped them off then headed to Sam's and Publix to stock up for the rest of the week. Feeding 4 adults and 4 teenagers was a challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFKCb3qaI/AAAAAAAAE6w/wx35zJF1Hgg/s1600/swamp_4676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538377680513640866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFKCb3qaI/AAAAAAAAE6w/wx35zJF1Hgg/s400/swamp_4676.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We couldn't wait to share some of our favorite places, so after the beach, we took the family to Six Mile Cypress Slough to walk the boardwalk. There weren't many birds out, so about half-way around, I handed Bill the camera and headed back to the restroom. On the way, I spotted 8 to 10 wild pigs routing in the weeds. They were right beside the boardwalk - I could have taken some great shots - but my camera was a half mile back and by now I had to hurry ahead. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFEJDIZ7I/AAAAAAAAE6o/kwyrwyP5g7U/s1600/zebra_butterfly_4701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538377579209713586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFEJDIZ7I/AAAAAAAAE6o/kwyrwyP5g7U/s400/zebra_butterfly_4701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day was sunny - but still on the cool side, so we went south to Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary. This is a Zebra Longwing Butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFCzTBGsI/AAAAAAAAE6I/NSwiCL6q5z0/s1600/snake_4721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538377556190894786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFCzTBGsI/AAAAAAAAE6I/NSwiCL6q5z0/s400/snake_4721.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our most exciting sighting of the day was this Black Racer snake. The wildlife must have not liked the weather because they certainly were not out-and-about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFDQT1XqI/AAAAAAAAE6g/4CieHxUdMyk/s1600/Crane_4767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538377563978948258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFDQT1XqI/AAAAAAAAE6g/4CieHxUdMyk/s400/Crane_4767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we were leaving Corkscrew, we spotted two Sandhill Cranes in a fenced-in pasture on the side of the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFDDWW10I/AAAAAAAAE6Y/z5ipqaxfhsY/s1600/Crane_4726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538377560499869506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFDDWW10I/AAAAAAAAE6Y/z5ipqaxfhsY/s400/Crane_4726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I was walking up to the fence to get some pictures, one of them started jumping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFDFyEtFI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/eLg9ZNhH_nQ/s1600/crane_4739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538377561152992338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFDFyEtFI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/eLg9ZNhH_nQ/s400/crane_4739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next thing I new - he threw a snake in the air and jumped on it! It was quite a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, Hannah had had just about all the swamps she could handle in one lifetime so instead of going further south to the Everglades, we grabbed a quick lunch at McDonalds and headed for the seashell beach at Lovers Key State Park where we walked from one end to the other collecting shells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8500348180364497435?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8500348180364497435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8500348180364497435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8500348180364497435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8500348180364497435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/11/swamp-images.html' title='Swamp Images'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNxFKCb3qaI/AAAAAAAAE6w/wx35zJF1Hgg/s72-c/swamp_4676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8743536995824764451</id><published>2010-11-11T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:23:09.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ft Myers Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Visit to Remember</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a week! Bill's daughter Laura, hubby Tim and their four teenagers arrived from wintry Colorado last Wednesday and we headed to Fort Myers to spend a few days. Three of the kids had never seen the ocean so the beach was our first stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7X0HO3gI/AAAAAAAAE54/mPCPSpkKSSc/s1600/beach_4663_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538296553326697986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7X0HO3gI/AAAAAAAAE54/mPCPSpkKSSc/s400/beach_4663_sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We arrived at Fort Myers Beach shortly before sunset. A cold front with fabulous billowing cloud formations was rolling in over the pier. The couple in the foreground was embracing - perhaps sharing their first kiss. It was beautiful. Click on the image for a larger view - it really is a pretty shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7XkswyDI/AAAAAAAAE5w/U4FDlEpOuME/s1600/Runyons_4667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538296549189142578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7XkswyDI/AAAAAAAAE5w/U4FDlEpOuME/s400/Runyons_4667.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family: Kyle, Quinton, Hannah, Tim, Laura and Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7XHCb79I/AAAAAAAAE5o/Ztt82aiIXYQ/s1600/Quinton_4887_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538296541226987474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7XHCb79I/AAAAAAAAE5o/Ztt82aiIXYQ/s400/Quinton_4887_sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quinton is a senior at Hanover High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7XJ_HyCI/AAAAAAAAE5g/MQRmKi76D60/s1600/Nate_4938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538296542018390050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7XJ_HyCI/AAAAAAAAE5g/MQRmKi76D60/s400/Nate_4938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nathan, also a senior at Hanover, turned 18 during their visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Fort Myers, we visited Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary, Lover's Key, Six Mile Cypress Slough; ate raw oysters at SOB's and mediocre Mexican at Times Square. The kids enjoyed their evenings at the pool, the hot tub and fishing the Parker Lake ponds. On Saturday, we drove to Ocala and treated the family to a catfish dinner at Stumpknockers on the Withlacoochee River. We visited Cedar Key and spent a day fishing and kayaking down the crystal clear Rainbow River in Dunnellon before they departed for Daytona Beach, Shades of Green in Orlando, Cocoa Beach and Universal Studios. It was a wonderful visit and I will post more pictures later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-8743536995824764451?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/8743536995824764451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=8743536995824764451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8743536995824764451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/8743536995824764451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/11/visit-to-remember.html' title='A Visit to Remember'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TNv7X0HO3gI/AAAAAAAAE54/mPCPSpkKSSc/s72-c/beach_4663_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-2794134441702156263</id><published>2010-11-01T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:56:08.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fox Squirrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red-legged Seriema'/><title type='text'>Florida Fox Squirrel</title><content type='html'>We have some interesting squirrels here in Florida. Along with the common Eastern Gray Squirrels, we have endangered Fox Squirrels. There are a couple of varieties of Fox Squirrel and I spend quite a bit of time trying to figure out if this one that was in our backyard was a Sherman's or a Big Cypress Fox Squirrel - but read that the only way to tell the difference is genetic testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TM69XfnHkLI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/MnmvcEhZuqk/s1600/Fox_Squirrel_4138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534569203405131954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TM69XfnHkLI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/MnmvcEhZuqk/s400/Fox_Squirrel_4138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are about twice the size of Gray Squirrels - and look at the length of his tail! This shot isn't too bad considering I took it through the screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TM69XNgc2AI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/8Dzd9TjaWDM/s1600/Fox_Squirrel_4152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534569198545328130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TM69XNgc2AI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/8Dzd9TjaWDM/s400/Fox_Squirrel_4152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bill went outside with the camera to try and get a better picture, but our little friend is shy and scampered off into the woods. We spread sunflower seeds on the ground hoping he'll return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TM69WGZ2bzI/AAAAAAAAE5I/KYxNMDJ5FPY/s1600/zoo_4237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534569179458727730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TM69WGZ2bzI/AAAAAAAAE5I/KYxNMDJ5FPY/s400/zoo_4237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was left-over from the zoo pictures I posted the other day. It's a Red-legged Seriema. I haven't taken many new pics as I have a cold - and don't want to share my germs. I need to get over it before Wednesday because Bill's oldest daughter Laura, hubby Tim, and their four teenagers are coming to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-2794134441702156263?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/2794134441702156263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=2794134441702156263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2794134441702156263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/2794134441702156263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/11/florida-fox-squirrel.html' title='Florida Fox Squirrel'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TM69XfnHkLI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/MnmvcEhZuqk/s72-c/Fox_Squirrel_4138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-3562715283048957155</id><published>2010-10-30T07:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T07:20:19.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lowry Park Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OTOW Shutterbugs'/><title type='text'>Lowry Park Zoo with the OTOW Shutterbugs</title><content type='html'>The OTOW Shutterbugs Photography Club took a field trip to the Lowry Park Zoo in Tampa. At the next meeting we will share some of our favorite images from the trip. I did not stay with the group when they toured the park as I wanted to get different pictures - plus, I wanted to spend quality time in the aviary with the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxosX5tQI/AAAAAAAAE44/02Mp_PkkfQw/s1600/Loriket_4413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533571142330725634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxosX5tQI/AAAAAAAAE44/02Mp_PkkfQw/s400/Loriket_4413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Lorikeets are housed in a large, screened-in area where visitors can actually go inside to view the birds up close and personal. They are wonderful little critters and while I watched, one perched on the zoo volunteer's shoulder and pecked her ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxnvfYjnI/AAAAAAAAE4o/Whxl6KahQXM/s1600/pigeon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533571125987544690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxnvfYjnI/AAAAAAAAE4o/Whxl6KahQXM/s400/pigeon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is not your run-of-the-mill city pigeon - but a Nicobar Pigeon found in Southeast Asia, New Guinea and the Philippines. He's wearing my colors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxoDerKFI/AAAAAAAAE4w/T-Fotytlxps/s1600/camel_4543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533571131353278546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxoDerKFI/AAAAAAAAE4w/T-Fotytlxps/s400/camel_4543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Lowry Zoo was rated #1 by Parents Magazine and watching the children was as wonderful as watching the zoo inhabitants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxMZFTvFI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/T2g7apFIzOE/s1600/Giraffe_4561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533570656116128850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxMZFTvFI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/T2g7apFIzOE/s400/Giraffe_4561.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tell me this isn't the neatest set-up! Of course, the zoo sells food that you can feed to the giraffes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxnGf3WsI/AAAAAAAAE4g/dsuIylIcbvE/s1600/giraffe_4557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533571114983709378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxnGf3WsI/AAAAAAAAE4g/dsuIylIcbvE/s400/giraffe_4557.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know who was having the most fun - the children, the parents or the giraffe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxL3nwWrI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/1jtl3Vtham4/s1600/Giraffe_4563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533570647133805234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxL3nwWrI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/1jtl3Vtham4/s400/Giraffe_4563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't you love to see fathers with their children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxpMuC7fI/AAAAAAAAE5A/vNqehaiXDKk/s1600/mom_4569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533571151013539314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxpMuC7fI/AAAAAAAAE5A/vNqehaiXDKk/s400/mom_4569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Momma Orangutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxLaRR5-I/AAAAAAAAE4I/lc5zaqE9dm4/s1600/chimp_4573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533570639254906850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxLaRR5-I/AAAAAAAAE4I/lc5zaqE9dm4/s400/chimp_4573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is her greedy baby, begging one of the zoo keepers for a hand-out. How could you resist that face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxKjdCBSI/AAAAAAAAE34/P-0q-kENm-M/s1600/club_4585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533570624540247330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxKjdCBSI/AAAAAAAAE34/P-0q-kENm-M/s400/club_4585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just as the day was really heating up, we all gathered and went to PF Chang's for lunch. It was a fun day - thanks for driving Gary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-3562715283048957155?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/3562715283048957155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=3562715283048957155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3562715283048957155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/3562715283048957155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/10/lowry-park-zoo-with-otow-shutterbugs.html' title='Lowry Park Zoo with the OTOW Shutterbugs'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMsxosX5tQI/AAAAAAAAE44/02Mp_PkkfQw/s72-c/Loriket_4413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-236382821738281057</id><published>2010-10-29T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:48:34.975-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suwanne Valley Quilt Shoppe'/><title type='text'>Quilt Shoppe Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I deserted Bill and headed to Trenton, Florida with two new friends. Our destination was the Suwanne Valley Quilt Shoppe. We arrived shortly after it opened at 10:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqtezx3rCI/AAAAAAAAE3w/8iA8WaLMTYQ/s1600/shop_4588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533425836985134114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqtezx3rCI/AAAAAAAAE3w/8iA8WaLMTYQ/s400/shop_4588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The complex is a restored 1925 Coca Cola building and you enter the quilt shop through the cafe where we had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsGZBTB-I/AAAAAAAAE3o/pGAiAXD70_c/s1600/shop_4590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533424317973596130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsGZBTB-I/AAAAAAAAE3o/pGAiAXD70_c/s400/shop_4590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shop has over 5000 bolts of fabric in several rooms. This is the Asian room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsF6GQSFI/AAAAAAAAE3g/yxK5a1ITYVY/s1600/shop_4594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533424309672888402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsF6GQSFI/AAAAAAAAE3g/yxK5a1ITYVY/s400/shop_4594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the fabric is 100% cotton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsFFnUiYI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/TNGHjyC0KrY/s1600/shop_4595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533424295584500098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsFFnUiYI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/TNGHjyC0KrY/s400/shop_4595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every color and print imaginable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsE43ZF1I/AAAAAAAAE3Q/ILAzU5Xyo3s/s1600/shop_4596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533424292162246482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqsE43ZF1I/AAAAAAAAE3Q/ILAzU5Xyo3s/s400/shop_4596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is an entire room of books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrrJ1Fy3I/AAAAAAAAE3I/oJ2Evw43Kpk/s1600/shop_4597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533423850039397234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrrJ1Fy3I/AAAAAAAAE3I/oJ2Evw43Kpk/s400/shop_4597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and a long hall with notions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrq_kltDI/AAAAAAAAE3A/-VXdektDhUg/s1600/shop_4600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533423847285830706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrq_kltDI/AAAAAAAAE3A/-VXdektDhUg/s400/shop_4600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we finished our shopping, we investigated one of the other buildings - full of quilt and sewing-related antiques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrqp9EPbI/AAAAAAAAE24/SxIrzXSruSw/s1600/Singer_4603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533423841482915250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrqp9EPbI/AAAAAAAAE24/SxIrzXSruSw/s400/Singer_4603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beth, this is the small red Singer I told you about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrqbSizcI/AAAAAAAAE2w/_p02X-uiIJA/s1600/fabric_4604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533423837546466754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrqbSizcI/AAAAAAAAE2w/_p02X-uiIJA/s400/fabric_4604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are some of the beautiful fabrics I came home with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrqVaaDyI/AAAAAAAAE2o/XcjcUnIml-Q/s1600/fabric_4606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533423835968835362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqrqVaaDyI/AAAAAAAAE2o/XcjcUnIml-Q/s400/fabric_4606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell I like color? Now all I need is a sewing machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information about this neat shop can be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suwanneeshops.com/quiltshoppe.html"&gt;http://www.suwanneeshops.com/quiltshoppe.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3305149491843446144-236382821738281057?l=parkersbarkers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/feeds/236382821738281057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3305149491843446144&amp;postID=236382821738281057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/236382821738281057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3305149491843446144/posts/default/236382821738281057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parkersbarkers.blogspot.com/2010/10/quilt-shoppe-road-trip.html' title='Quilt Shoppe Road Trip'/><author><name>Gail Baker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13754422711386464231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/SQhtMQYas1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOgRMl_tNuA/S220/Baker.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMqtezx3rCI/AAAAAAAAE3w/8iA8WaLMTYQ/s72-c/shop_4588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305149491843446144.post-8455269934252575439</id><published>2010-10-25T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:48:07.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shalom Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cedar Key'/><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Bill and I drove over to the quaint island of Cedar Key on the Nature Coast to see if they still had the best grouper and raw oysters in Florida. They did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKsRygbBI/AAAAAAAAE2g/MDuH5tXvy48/s1600/Birdhouse_3971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531769104356109330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKsRygbBI/AAAAAAAAE2g/MDuH5tXvy48/s400/Birdhouse_3971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way we stopped for a short hike at one of the parks along Route 24. This may look like a birdhouse, but I think it is actually either a bat house or a butterfly house - but don't tell this Great-crested Flycatcher. I like the muted colors in this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKsaBUbmI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/LXbUmy1F4X0/s1600/Butterfly_3997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531769106565721698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKsaBUbmI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/LXbUmy1F4X0/s400/Butterfly_3997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister has been taking beautiful pictures of butterflies lately - so I was inspired to try my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKrTsqyxI/AAAAAAAAE2A/14f_QKHtE1w/s1600/Butterfly_4009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531769087688624914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKrTsqyxI/AAAAAAAAE2A/14f_QKHtE1w/s400/Butterfly_4009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I chased this one for quite a while - as he flitted from flower to flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKShDQDYI/AAAAAAAAE14/xWTEnEymIbI/s1600/Butterfly_4019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531768661776272770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKShDQDYI/AAAAAAAAE14/xWTEnEymIbI/s400/Butterfly_4019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was prettier than my picture shows. Guess I'm going to have to find a butterfly guide so I can identify them. Maybe I'll just ask my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKSXIJY0I/AAAAAAAAE1w/MmsOeYORLwI/s1600/Choir_4097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531768659112452930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKSXIJY0I/AAAAAAAAE1w/MmsOeYORLwI/s400/Choir_4097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over at Cedar Key, the Forster's Terns are already in their winter plumage. The one in the middle must be running for Governor. I will be so-o glad when Election Day is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKR-w-oWI/AAAAAAAAE1o/b4PbMAnJLBk/s1600/Gull_4102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531768652572828002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry9sus110/TMTKR-w-oWI/AAAAAAAAE1o/b4PbMAnJLBk/s400/Gull_4102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the summer, the black across the eye covers the top of the head and the bill turns bright orange with black on just the tip. While we sat on the back deck of the restaurant eating our dinner, we were entertained watching them dive headfirst into the water over and over to catch small fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FOry
