At times, I can accomplish much

On Saturday morning, I had a few things to do before I left to spend the weekend at my sister’s place. One of them was an early morning walk, which I accomplished. At the end of the walk, as I was going by this birdhouse, a bluebird flew out and nearly collided with me.

So I decided to get a chair and my camera with the long lens and see if I could capture the bluebird when it returned to the house.




I waited for awhile, mentally ticking off the numerous things I had planned on doing this morning before I left.

But it was such a beautiful day, and I was glad to be outside in the fresh air. I could wait until the elusive bluebird returned.




I took photos of one of the other birdhouses, further up the fenceline. I bought this one last summer for my husband when I was visiting blogging friends in Mathews County, Virginia.

I was still waiting for that bluebird to return.




My husband walked by.

I got a photo of his back just for good measure. I will add it to my collection.




A beautiful cat posed for me. This is a rarity, I will have you know.

And still, no bluebird. I went inside to get coffee in order to have something to do while I continued my vigil for that bird. The hell with the vacuuming, I told myself as I splashed in a nice dollop of half and half.

I took the coffee outside with me, sipping it while I waited for the bird to appear.

And then, through the lens, I saw my little friend.




He’s bokeh here, as I focused on the fenceline.




He sees me.




He gently drops his frisbee, and doesn’t seem quite sure what to do.

I am not saying anything at this point, only sitting there with the camera.

And then I think I giggled.




Mama! Mama mama mama mama!

I believe I began laughing at this point.




The laughing makes him run faster. Mama! I’m comin’, mama!

I luuuuurve you, mama.




I believe that one of the best things in this world is having a dog that, at the sight of you, gets so darn happy that he just wants to kiss you.

Yep. That’s the best.

Needless to say, I never did catch that bluebird Saturday morning. But I do have a bluebird photo taken by my husband in February, 2009.

Such a beautiful little bird.

Thanks for stopping by today, my friends.

At times, I can accomplish much. And then there’s all the other times . . .