Canada Goose Gander in pen and ink.
One legged geese.
Bliss can’t go to the pond with taking a leisurely swim.
Wild Wednesday … Gander
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Bobby’s Last Ride – FFfAW
Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge-Week of March 14, 2017
157 words
Photo prompt by me, Tim Livingston, The Forester Artist.
Bobby’s fist pounded against the metal above him. “LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT”, he yelled at the top of his lungs. His words were drowned out by to roar of the engine. Light filtered through the seams. After some time, the ride became rougher and dust began seeping into the trunk. He coughed and pounded against the metal.
The car, his car, finally began slowing. He heard branches scraping the sides, and with a loud thud it stopped. There was nothing but silence, and the smell of dust and hot brakes.
The creaking of a door snapped him back into the moment. He pounded frantically, “Come on, you had you’re big laugh, OPEN UP, OPEN UP!” A door slammed shut and a cold voice replied, “That was my baby sister, ya jerk.” “I’M SORRY, I’M SO SORRY”, Bobby cried.
Moments later, another car motor started, and then quickly faded away. Bobby lay in dark trunk whimpering.
Wild Wednesday … Goose Goose!
A pair of Canada Geese in pen and ink.
This was drawn from a pair of geese on the mill pond. Canada geese are great subjects for pen and ink. They’re already black and white.
Canada geese can be found on the mill site constantly.
This gaggle spotted Sailor and Bliss over on shore. They decided to come over and cause trouble for my goldens, who were minding their own business. Typical rabble rousing degenerate geese!
You had to know this would happen.
Sailor couldn’t take it anymore and swam out to say hello. What’s a boy to do.
Well this isn’t going well.
What we have here is a failure to communicate.
Forestry Friday … Winter Waiting
Winter logging is already hit or miss with the wet weather shut downs. This year is off the charts. Trucks parked with no place to go has been a pretty common sight this season.
Logging trucks in the fog. All fueled up with no place to go.
Wild Wednesday … The Getaway Car!
Where do you park your getaway car? I find cars like this in the woods every now and then. If cars could talk. I wonder if there’s a mobster’s hideout nearby.
Wild Wednesday … Bear Skull
Bear Skull in pen and ink.
This skull intrigued me with its bleached bone and hard shadows. I wondered what happened to cause it to be here. It was wild and dirty, and crying out to be drawn. So draw it I did!
The bear skull sitting on the running board of an older D6 Cat.
On our way into camp we often stop in a particular landing to give everyone a break from the ride. A D6 Cat tractor was parked there for several months. A local logger had been using it for road repair and erosion control work. During one stop at the landing we found a bear skull. It wasn’t a large skull, probably from a young bear or a sow.
The Cat was parked in the landing for a few months. The skull is sitting on the floor in the entrance. Can you see it?
I couldn’t resist placing the skull in the tractor for the loggers to find. It sat there for weeks undisturbed. Until one day, while we were coming through, it had disappeared. Somebody or something must have taken a fancy to it and packed it off. When I first saw the skull I wondered what it’s story was, but it seems that it’s story may not be done. I wonder where it is now.
One of the locals. A relative perhaps?
Castle Crags
Castle Crags, taken last week. I used to rock climb here with my brother and friends when I was younger, much younger.
It’s situated next to the Upper Sacramento River north of Northern California (Jefferson).
Wild Wednesday … Spring Teaser!
The buttercups started blooming a little over a week ago. When they arrive it means Spring is beginning to tease us here.
But winter is still trying to wash California away. Here are some pictures of the Sacramento River in the Northern California.
Looking across the Sacramento River at Balls Ferry.
Jelly’s Ferry bridge in the high water. The river bank is normally out past the beginning of the first steel arch.
The river is wide. Looking across the Sacramento River in northern Tehama County.
Finally, I was able to get out in the woods yesterday and enjoy a little sunshine!
Photobomb Friday!
Leave it to Bliss to try to steal the scene!
Bliss and Phanny photobombed a puppy photo shoot. On the Hunt
We had some fun with the dogs yesterday!
Yesterday we celebrated three years with Sailor with a nice pheasant hunt. He was joined by Bliss and Phanny. Tasha stayed home with the puppies. We’ll have to make it up to her.
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