May 3, 2026

It's May, and we're looking forward to a bit more warmth outside soon.  Right now it's still chilly toes weather.  Here is a Jack-in-the-Pulpit from just outdoors.  And in the pond, a couple of Tadpoles.  Apparently, baby Fish don't look like Tadpoles - they are supposed to look like Fish!

These nearly-white Thistles grow and grow - they seem to want to take the yard. 

This mysteriously-shaped creature hasn't been identified YET.  What can it be?  Kimberlie Sasan reports that "The mystery bug is a weevil with his elytrya open and his wings extended. "   Thanks Kim! 

Here's a Mom Robin on her nest about noon.  (There are actually two Robin's nests on the porch this week.  This is one of them.)  

Here is a mystery critter that showed up (obviously, right on the computer screen)  just about noon on 5/3/26.  It didn't wait for me to psych out its identity before disappearing!

(You never know what is going to land on your computer screen (or anywhere else unguarded) while your attention is turned elsewhere!) 

Just look at the face of the larger critter that landed in this trash bin.  Doesn't it look as if it just pulled a good one on me?  Honest to gosh, this face was NOT redacted by me.  

Well, now,  it is about the witching hour (when I decide to fish or cut bait).  I believe I've gotten most of my best photos into this shortish blog for this week.  (as well as incorporated most of my best similes into this sentence.)  

It does seem that the days go by faster and faster, especially when one's own age shows no sign of slowing down.  Everything that has to do with one's age does continue to evolve, and/ but the aging process shows no such signs.  In fact, it seems to do everything in its power to speed up as YOU slow down.  Keep this in mind as YOU yourself find out gradually what the heck I'm talking about!  This may be one beneficial part of the process.  At any rate, we don't seem to have much power to alter the course - might just as well let it swoop past but keep your nose pointed in a nicer direction of your own choice!   Did that make sense?  Gosh, I hope not.  Love, Martha