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Container def

Well that’s a good definition but containers can be much more than this.

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Containers to protect precious goods.

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Newly hatched precious good.

Well, there are 3 but the other 2 were dried off and running…

…amazing.

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I found them though.

Of course mama and papa were hard at work…

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…trying to confuse me with their broken wing fabrications.

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Amazing camouflage!

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Ok enough pictures.

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I didn’t want to stress them out too much.

I thought I’d give the parents a break.

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Yeah, yeah…

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I get it…

…your injured…

…broken wing. Blah, blah, blah.

I see ya and I’m leaving.

Amazing.

 

Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

The first thing that came to mind for this challenge was, Scott’s old flip phone.

All of our friends and I were moving onto the newest technology. Data plans, texting, smart phones, etc…

While Scott wanted to be defiant.

“Texting is just a fad” he proudly announced, a few years ago.

He wasn’t about to give up this old relic.

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This phone has been dropped, drowned, sat on, drove over and briefly died. All to my excitement!…

…only to spring back to life like a phoenix.

Scott would say, “I don’t need all that technology.” “Your data plans and texting is for the birds”

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Of course he had MANY texts on this phone, that he never opened. As a result, I was his secretary when my phone would “ding,” Oh honey you need to call so and so because I got these texts for you…

Well after a promotion at work last year, he proclaims that he is forced to get a smart phone, due to his new supervisor position.

“Well, they are paying for it” he says in his defense…

So, hello iPhone!

Hello apps for weather radar, document scanning, joke of the day, slotmania, photo editing, trivia, etc…

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Goodbye land line. Who needs that when you have all this technology at your fingertips?

What’s that text I just got from you?

Oh you just bought a Bluetooth speaker so we can listen to Pandora on the deck, huh?

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Oh and that new hunting jacket you ordered from eBay, while you were “roughing” in at deer camp came today.

I love it when I’m right.

 

Until next time…Appy trails. Smile

It’s July in Wisconsin and it’s 56° outside.

I’m feeling grumbly this morning.

I start my coffee and put my jacket on before I head out to do my chores.

As I exit my door, I’m greeted with soft nickers and a bray.

I close the main gate behind me and, I stop…

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…and in the morning sun, I see a glitter.

I glance out at the pasture and in between the patches of shade, I’m overwhelmed.

So…I return through the gate (followed by soft nickers and a bray) and run for the camera.

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The morning dew is shining like diamonds.

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A soft breeze is gently moving the glitter.

I am in awe.

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I am in awe…

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I’m having my coffee on the deck this morning.

After I finished my morning feedings, that is.

Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

Each summer I look forward to the birds.

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Killdeer

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Hummingbirds

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Starlings

But I love my barn swallows.

I don’t care about the little piles of poo.

There’s just something about their little beauty, twittering and chirping that warms my heart.

When I see those little baby heads peering over the edge of the nest, I run for the camera!

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We have about 5 nests throughout the horse shed and big barn.

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I spy between 2 and 5 chicks squeezed into the various nests.

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Of course the watchful eyes of the parents, too.

http://birds.audubon.org/birds/barn-swallow

Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

I gotta tell ya…

One of my favorite things, is to watch the horses run and play in the pastures.

I open the gates everyday for their grazing enjoyment.

Yesterday I decided to grab my camera, for some action shots.

You know, you can never have enough of those stored on your computer.

So here we go!

 

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Even fat, little Tater Tot got into the race.

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Everyone seemed to be doing their own figure 8 patterns, almost playing chicken with each other.

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Farting and squealing…

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Squealing and farting…

Ahhh,

Just such a feeling of beauty,

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grace…

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…and comic relief.

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Don’t sell him short (yes pun intended) those little legs were a blur.

Atta boy Tater!

I see Kentucky Derby in his future.

Don’t you?

Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

Just going about my business, doing chores one night.

When all of a sudden I was getting scolded by this mad little mama.

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The pile of old shavings behind her contains one little egg.

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Not the sharpest photo but she made sure she was between me and her nest.

That is, until she faked an injury which caused me to follow her.

Well played little mama, well played.

 

Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

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It’s 7:40 pm in Wisconsin and the sun was in a perfect spot. After a horrific arctic winter I’m so happy to see buds on our trees.

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