Wow...I didn't think it would happen. Last summer, the temperature was consistently at a high of 110 degrees Fahrenheit. While the weather can be change quickly where I live, but usually never cold enough for snow. The amount of snow is very light though. There is enough for the roofs and lawn (that does not have tree branches above it) to look as if it's covered in powdered sugar, but not enough to make a snowman or even throw snowballs. This will be my 4th time seeing snow, so it's something special to me.
Edit: Awww....I can't make use of the Journal skin anywmore, so much for the free skin.
I had some family issues earlier in the month, but things have gotten better recently. Anyways, I'm drawing, but nothing I feel is suitable for submission.
Currently,I have been out of town, visiting relatives. It was a last-minute decision, so I didn't get a chance to post in my journal. I currently have no access to a scanner. I'll post some sketches when I come home.
Last weekend, went with my relatives to a farm in Mississippi. They were growing blueberries over there. During certain times of the year, visitors can borrow a bucket and pick some blueberries. The blueberries were plump and sweeter in taste than what you usually get at grocery store in the city. There was plenty to pick, for some bushes yielded enough fruit to get 3 gallons. We picked blueberries for 2-3 hours had enough to fill 2 1/2 large paper bags (the kind you get from the grocery store). Obviously, it's way too much to eat right away, so most of it will be freezed.
Today I found a bird that got its head stuck between the gaps of the wooden fence at my home. How did it get there in the first place?...who knows. The bird was still alive, because it periodically flapped its wings and tried in vain to pull its head out. Apparently, it's been stuck there for a while since the fence was scratched up pretty good by its talons.
I didn't feel comfortable handling the bird (especially with my bare hands). I don't have much experience in handling animals. I neither wanted to injure the bird nor get beaked and clawed in retaliation. After trying a couple of ways to free the bird, a grabbed a shovel and lifted the bird's body until its neck was no longer between the fence. Surprisingly, the bird wasn't flailing around furiously as I was lifting.
The bird flew a short distance before landing on the ground. It hopped around awkwardly for a while before laying down. There was no need for further meddling because the bird eventually took off on its own.
Gone for the Holidays
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