Thursday, June 1, 2017

New Visitors...

Joanie and I have been suffering of late from late spring germs - Joanie got the flu and I got a monstrous upper respiratory infection.  But God said, "Hey, I have sent you some neat stuff if you will just get up and look." After an awful night of next to no sleep, I forced myself to get dressed and  take the dogs out and just as I was about to open the door, I discovered this through the window.

This young buck (two points?) was following the doe across the road. 

Boom!  Thank you, God.

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Other recent fauna ...

This fella was spotted in our front yard a couple of evenings ago almost at dusk. He enjoys dining on salad greens we are growing.


 I believe we have had this eastern box turtle trudge through our yard last year.

Monday, May 8, 2017

The Fox Family ...

The night had been unusually cool, down right chilly, but the morning sun rose to warm the beginning of the  clear, dry day.  I happen to glance out the window into our back yard and spotted a red fox mom (vixen) and her three pups enjoying a beautiful day, warming themselves in the sun.

We have dense thickets behind Camp Alexander, a natural drainage creek that produces a small swamp before the runoff reaches the Neuse River.  Behind the creek is woods. 

Considering how many people let their dogs run loose in our area, we are surprised that a family of foxes would be so close to us.  We hope they stay around.  They are great mousers!  And they are fun to watch.


Tuesday, April 4, 2017


Joanie and I got a call from some old friends with whom we have kept in contact.  They asked if they could stop by for a visit.  "Sure, heck yeah!", we said. 

When an RVer comes to visit, remember, they bring their house with them.

John (aka "Boots") and Joan Malin have been great friends for several years now.  They are probably more responsible than anyone else for us being fulltime RVers. We have attended rallies together and had lunch when our journeys brought us close together.  Back in the days when we all lived in stick and brick houses, we met at church and were part of a group that regularly dined together on Saturday nights, calling ourselves the Saturday Night Regulars. 

We quickly called a good friend, Chris Anderson, who is an excellent electrician, and he quickly installed an extra 50 amp outlet here at Camp Alexander so the Malins would not have to run their generator.

 The Alexander RV Park.
Joan Malin, my Joanie and "Boots".

Do ya' wonder why they call him "Boots"?
And some spring color ...

There are colors in nature that show themselves only for a moment and you have to be awake and outside to experience them.  I find early morning to be the most fascinating time of day to experience this.
Gentle, cool blues and purples get abruptly pushed aside by blazing oranges and reds.


Joanie's picnic table spring flowers.

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Some things I've seen ...

On occasion I am moved to grab my camera and try to record things that I have found interesting.  In the last couple of weeks we have had a "super moon", a controlled  burn in a forest and some birds feeding.

The so-called super moon from a few weeks ago.  Moisture in the atmosphere gave the ordinarily gray light some color.

The super moon was powerful enough to burn through a weak cloud layer.
The Forestry Department performed a "controlled burn" in The Croatan National Forest and for a couple of days the smoke changed the color of the sky around us.  One afternoon it had an interesting and eerie effect when it mixed with clouds.

 Pieces of ash fell from the sky
The smoke climbed into the clouds and added a uniquely yellow color to the gray clouds.

A dozen or so of these birds thought they would try these seeds.  Two or three at a time would swoop down from the tall pines near by, grab a seed in its beak and fly back up into the pine to digest it.  This went on for over an hour.

A rather large flock of birds had breakfast in some trees in the back of our lot.  The black seeds bunch like grapes that have been hanging all winter and I have never seen any other critter take an interest in them until today. If you can identify the species of this bird, let me know.
 One morning not long ago, I lead the dogs out for their morning constitutional and was greeted by a  fiery sky to the east.  I was reminded of the adage "Red sky at morning, sailor take warning."  But the weather was nice all day. 
And something we did ...
We received a phone call the last week of February from our mail forwarder.  The news we heard was not good.  The business was to close on the last day of March.  They were apologetic and said our fee for the remainder of the year would be refunded.  We will now have to contact every entity we do business with, all our friends and organizations and notify them of a change of our mailing address.  We have done this twice in the last 3 years and it is a PIA. We decided rather than to find another mail forwarder, we would ask a friend when we are traveling to pick up our mail from a regular mail box.  Our friend was gracious to do this for us.  This is difficult news for our ability to travel unimpeded and, even after our traveling days are over, I will always look at that mailbox I put up as an anchor! 😠

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

The View from Choir Practice ...

I was a bit early for choir practice the other night and was sitting in the car quietly contemplating the evening and looked up to see the cross on top of St. Paul Church here in New Bern. It is in the quiet times when you are listening that God reveals things to you even if it is just to enjoy a pleasant moment in His Creation.

Sunday, January 29, 2017

A trip to Atlantic ...

Eastern North Carolina is rural, vastly rural.  Farms, forest, wetlands and old fishing villages make up most of the itinerary of this large portion of North Carolina with some tourist spots and military ranges. Some of the vast wetlands make it seem almost desolate.

We live south east of New Bern and consider ourselves coastal mostly because just outside our window is the Neuse River which is a good half mile wide at this point just before it empties into Core Sound and sea birds are a common sight. But you have to drive another hour and half east to reach land's end. At land's end you can get on a ferry that will take you out across the huge Pamlico Sound to Ocracoke on the Outer Banks.

The last village before the ferry terminal is Atlantic, North Carolina.  Atlantic, unlike all the villages you go through to get here, has a town plan of streets.  There was a settlement here since colonial times. I doubt you will find any colonial remnants here since this village is constantly pounded by hurricanes and ocean storms and is always having to be rebuilt.  The stands of tall loblolly and southern yellow pine are the only local building materials.  Atlantic was a fishing village when fish were more plentiful.  Now only vestiges of the fishing business are left and they are decaying quickly.  There is a modest marina close by for sport fisherman and perhaps, someday Atlantic will develop into a summer vacation destination like Emerald Isle did. 

We stopped down at the end of a street where once commercial fishing boats off loaded their catch and I took a few pictures.  There is a charm about Atlantic, quiet and stoic. I feel that that charm will bring us back some day soon.