Every time I look out the window today the weather is doing something different. (Got me thinking….does the weather really do, or does it present or behave? No, as far as I know, the weather just is.) It is cycling between full sun, heavy snow and just plain dull and drab out there. But even a dull day in Milton is entertaining for those who have an active imagination, as you can see from this album of photos I took last week on a morning walk to the mailboxes:
It is so tempting to put speech bubbles with comments over this pair of eagles who hang out on a crag across the river, but I’ll let you imagine what they are saying to each other.
This fellow fluffs up his Canada Eagle wash and wear winter coat.
Up stairs or Milton fish escalator.
Down stairs or Bette Davis stairs.
I call them Bette Davis Stairs because she is reported to have said “the best time I ever had with Joan Crawford was when I pushed her down the stairs in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane.” (a great movie worth a revisit from time to time)
“Sur la pont….” I hummed as I started across the bridge.
I quickly changed my tune to “Like a bridge over troubled waters……”
Birds of a feather were flocking together.
Wait now, that duck is not of a feather!! Is that a ring-necked duck hanging out with those mallards?
I wrote my own little soap opera about these cormorants who hang out on the rock by our yard.
A small gathering at Skipper Seagull’s riverside pub. Specialty – fresh eel.
Let’s call them The Skipper, Carl, Crystal, and Calvin. The guys get goofy, vying for attention.
Carl says “Hey, Crystal, I can bend over backwards for you”
In the meantime Calvin breaks into his rendition of “Do the Funky Penguin”. Carl covers his ears……..
…and counters with “Blackbird singing in the dead of night….” and wins Crystal’s heart.
As per Ralph Wiggum’s valentine to Lisa, Crystal says “I choo choo choose you”.
The skipper officiates as Carl and Crystal recite their vows. Calvin cries into his wing, broken-hearted.
Aah, I’ll never be bored in Milton.
Click on any photo for a larger view. ©Judy Parsons 2014
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We should be so lucky as to see all this on our way to the mailbox!!! A mundane task turning into a nature walk. Methinks there is no such thing as a boring day if we just take time to smell the roses…