Maybe that should be “Doves Still”. Our resolute birds are still sitting on the nest even in this miserable weather.
I think this one is the male. They trade off incubating the eggs.
It has been almost a week now. I read on the interwebs that the incubation time is about two weeks, so we are half way there. If I read it on the interwebs, it must be true, right?
DG finally got around to finishing his taxes. He was thrilled to find out that he doesn’t owe any taxes at all.
“DG”, I said, “that is because you are a cartoon character. You don’t have any income.”
DG: Wha?
Me: I said, you are a cartoon character. Cartoons don’t owe taxes because you have no income.
DG: Wha? Oh yeah? What about Snoopy?
Me: Sure, Snoopy is a very successful cartoon. But that money went to the cartoonist, Charles Schulz, not to Snoopy the cartoon.
DG: Wha? That’s not fair. Snoopy did all the work, and Charlie got the money?
Me: ‘Fraid so.
DG: Not fair.
Now DG is protesting.
Oh my. Here we go again.
I think he needs to double check the acronym before he designs his logo.
We have a family of Mourning Doves nesting outside our window.
There is a room at the back of the house that is full of windows and exotic plants. Just outside the room is a fir tree. The illusion of this arrangement is that we are in a continuous forest, but with a sheet of glass in the middle to keep us warm in the winter.
That illusion seems to work for the birds as well for us, and in fact the Chickadees have attempted to fly to the inside plants only to be confused by the invisible barrier.
The Mourning Doves have felt comfortable enough with the location that they have built their nest in the fir tree just outside the window.
Can’t see the bird? Here is a hint.
I zoomed in a bit closer, and there is Mom sitting on her nest.
Later on, Pop joined her.
We are hoping that they stick around long enough that we get to see their little ones hatch.
Shhhh. Walk quietly.
DG has been pulling his hair out trying to get his taxes done.
I told him that he should be careful with that, after all he only has one hair left.
Oops. Too late.
Oh well. Maybe it will grow back.
He has until July.
The title says it all…. what month are we in now?
That looks very festive….. for December… but April?
I hope the Chickadees don’t get confused and stuff the chicks back into their eggs.
DG decided that he needed to make a mask. That is what everybody is doing, making masks.
“DG”, I said, “Just stay inside. You don’t have anywhere to go.”
“Nope”, DG said, “I need to make a mask”.
“Seriously, DG, you don’t need a mask. You aren’t going anywhere”.
“Nope”, DG said, “I need to make a mask”.
So off he went and got to work making a mask.
It didn’t turn out all that great.
So, I stepped in and helped out and made one for him myself.
There ya go. Now maybe we can get some peace and quiet around here.
Amid all of the current chaos and disruptions, some things remain the same. The chickadees are frantically going in and out of the house, which probably means that they have a brood in there. A photo of a chickadee heading into the house.
And here is one coming out.
Can’t see the bird? A hint will help.
A super closeup.
That is a bird on a mission.
I have been wracking my brain trying to find something funny to post, but honestly there isn’t much these days that is funny.
So, I drew a picture of DG going Stir Crazy.
Hopefully, he will be able to get out soon.
Seriously, stay calm, stay safe, stay healthy.
It has been a while since I have posted a SPOTH. So here is one that just bloomed.
That’s pretty gnarly.
The flowers aren’t all that strange though.
In case you want to know what it is, here is the label.
And in case you can’t read it, it says “Tylecodon Ventricosus“, which is Latin for “My ventricles need a Tylenol®”……. or something like that.
Today is Pi (π) Day. In case you have been living under a rock and don’t know what π day is, it is March 14, which is written as 3/14 which some nerds have equated to 3.14, which is a very gross estimate of the value of π, which is actually, 3.141592653589793238462643383279… (approximately).
So, anyway, Happy π Day.
Speaking of nerds, this morning I was looking for a key to a lock box I need to open. I was looking in my Desk Organizer (which is actually a primo example of disorganization) and found some of my old Nerd Jewelry.
That is a Tie Clip and its attendant cuff links. Remember tie clips? Remember ties? I won’t even ask if you remember shirts that required cuff links.
The tie clip is actually a working slide rule, which is probably the nerdiest nerd fashion statement ever made. Here is a closer view of the tie clip.
Pretty cool, hunh? And if you are paying attention, you can see that the slide rule is solving the calculation of this blog’s hit counter in comparison to The Google hit counter. Click on the link below to refresh your memory.
To clarify further, I have included an annotated closeup of this version of the calculation.
So there you have it…. another get-a-life post on the Nothing Happens at Ten blog.
P.S. I did not find the key.
