An early fall walk reveals a hint of change in the local flora and fauna. In the photo below you see a large pod I found on the greenbelt along the Boise river. Holding it in my hand, the expression “peas in a pod” came to mind. When I got home, I carefully opened it to see how many “peas” the pod contained.
The expression “peas in a pod” alludes to the seeds in a pod that bear a close resemblance to each other. Sure enough, the “peas” in the pod I found are like identical triplets!
And while many of us look similar to our family members, it’s been said that each of us has a doppelgänger — a non-biological twin.
I’ve been told on numerous occasions that I look like Peter Pan (not kidding), especially as portrayed by Mary Martin.
We live a hop, skip, and a jump away from the Laura Moore Cunningham Memorial Arboretum. According to my VivoSmart fitness band, the rows between the trees add up to two miles. A great place for Willa to run off lead, we go there regularly to get in two of her six daily miles.
On one such occasion, Willa—a few rows over from me—stopped abruptly, put her forearms on the ground, stuck her butt up in the air, and remained stock still except for her metronome tail. When I reached her, this is what I saw (click to enlarge):
Desperately trying to blend in, this little fellow didn’t want to be seen; its only movement was an occasional blink. Willa and I left him alone so his most-likely racing heart could settle back to a normal rate.
Are you more of a blender-inner, or a stander-outer?
A recent getaway once again confirmed that the Pacific northwest boasts beautiful wine country that easily rivals Napa Valley, California. Located in the east end of the Yakima Valley, Prosser, Washington is home to several dozen wineries. Vintner’s Village is a concentration of nine wineries—including our favorite, Airfield Estates Winery—connected by sidewalks, making for a wonderful wine walking tour.
Endowed with a slight control-freak-streak, if I’m not heavily sedated in charge of my travel environment, I tend to slam on non-existent brakes, lean away from sheer drop offs, and whimper and whine as I white-knuckle the passenger grab bar. So much so, that Len pointedly asked, “Do you want some cheese with your whine?”
I’m absolutely confident that each of you is a model passenger so I won’t ask about your travel phobias. Instead I’ll ask…
When you click the “play” button in the brief video clip, you’ll see two mourning doves on top of the security gate where we live. The ride is fairly smooth, but even in the slightly bumpy parts, the birds stay on.
I feel fortunate to have captured their seemingly effortless balance on camera, and I’m fascinated that they remained unruffled by my presence.
And while most of us don’t ride gate tops, we do balance multiple things simultaneously: career, family, home, relationships…
Do you remain cool, calm, and collected during the bumpy parts of the ride?