Faye's Fotos

Hmmmmmm

2012-01-31T18:27:00.001-08:00

OK so I haven't logged into my blog for awhile.. now that I have I see there are links to some game place all over throughout my posts. Anyone know how to get rid of them.. and prevent them from happening again?

2011-06-20T20:00:00.000-07:00

Two weekends ago we drove over to the coast. The beach in Bandon is one of my favorite Oregon beaches. The weather was perfect and the ocean was calm.

Compare the above photo to this one which was taken several years ago of the same area. This one includes my daughter and grandson. Much different seas here.

2011-06-18T09:15:00.000-07:00

Headed out to my back yard to find a bug and instead I found a whole village. These bugs had
unfortunately set up shop on one of my roses but it was so interesting to see the different stages
of life represented here. I assume the fat black bug and the lighter bug are aphids. The white
"shells" have been shed from other bugs. I think the larva may be feeding on the aphids. I'm sure
they're all related somehow since they were all on one rose..
AND I NEED TO SPRAY!

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Final Walk By The Fishing Hole

2011-06-15T20:33:00.000-07:00

A Walk By The Fishing Hole.. #4

2011-06-14T06:31:00.001-07:00

This one is something at the end of its cycle.

I saw quite a few plants that had been invaded by whatever type of bug leaves this "spit". Maybe aphids?

A Walk By The Fishing Hole.. #3

2011-06-13T09:31:00.001-07:00

Two more gems from the walk. I guess if I'm going to be posting wild flowers I really should know what they are called :)
I'll have to find a book. I do know what the mossy stuff is though... its dried mossy stuff on a broken stick! And I'm quite
sure that's the real biological name.

Weeds and Wild Flowers

2011-06-12T13:18:00.000-07:00

Continued from my walk by the fishing hole....

This is a weed. We see them everywhere. They show up in lawns and we mow them down.
A type of dandelion?

This tiny wild flower is smaller than a dime.. graceful and delicate.

Contemplation...aka A Walk By The Fishing Hole

2011-06-11T20:16:00.000-07:00

When I decided I was ready to start working on my blog again, I thought about what I wanted to post.. what photos? It seems like I have been doing this for so long that there isn't a barn, old building, bridge, farm etc, that I haven't already shot.. and posted. Whats new? What haven't I already shot?

Then this morning I went fishing with my family

While they were "attempting" to catch a fish, I took my camera and walked down the road

I was amazed at the things I saw.. I can't believe how much I had lost my "photographer's eye" in the year or so since I has stopped taking photos... I had also stopped paying real attention to all the beautiful things around me... I had forgotten that the beauty of my rural Oregon isn't made up only of waterfalls and mountains and valleys and rivers and barns and fields and grazing animals.. but also of tiny wild flowers and insects and twigs and pebbles and moss and streams...

So.. even though I may have photographed all the barns and old buildings in the county.. there are lots of little flowers and bugs beside those barns and old buildings that are calling my name :)

First I spotted this tiny pink flower. I believe its a type of wild rose

and I fell in love with this old barbed wire fence with daisies growing by it. I did some playing around in Photo Shop with this one.

Sheep Barn

2011-06-10T23:47:00.001-07:00

I pass this barn on my walk most days. Today they were sheering sheep. I watched wooly sheep go into the barn and sheered sheep come back out.

Artichokes in our Garden

2011-06-06T21:26:00.001-07:00

Artichokes in our Garden, a photo by Faye Pekas on Flickr.

Hubby is quit proud of his artichokes this year. This plant has 14 artichokes on it.

Rocks on the beach in Bandon Oregon

2011-06-05T20:50:00.001-07:00

Rocks on the beach in Bandon Oregon, a photo by Faye Pekas on Flickr.

Drove over to the coast yesterday. Was walking along the beach in Bandon Oregon and noticed all the different colors, shapes and designs in the rocks I was walking on.

Closed. No business.

2011-06-05T16:39:00.001-07:00

Closed. No business., a photo by Faye Pekas on Flickr.

Probably been a loooong time since they were open for business.

Summer Garden

2011-06-04T23:47:00.001-07:00

Summer Garden, a photo by Faye Pekas on Flickr.

The Gate

2011-05-31T22:38:00.000-07:00

A gate on a farm in Douglas County Oregon. Editing included a Photoshop plug-in filter called Monday Morning.

Its been a long time since I've posted to my photo blog. I'm feeling the urge again. We'll see where it goes. I haven't taken many new photos so may just do some "best of" for now.

Fall Kaleidoscope

2009-12-09T07:44:00.000-08:00

Fall colors on the Umpqua River in Douglas County Oregon. The reflections were absolutely gorgeous. It was like being inside a kaleidoscope.

Pretty on Pink - Camera Critters

2009-08-29T09:17:00.001-07:00

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Shed on Dairy Loop Road

2009-08-27T19:54:00.000-07:00

The Death of Rocket Power

2009-08-25T19:22:00.000-07:00

It started like an ordinary day. I was cleaning out a storage room in the back yard when my daughter, Christy, and her 4-year-old son, Raymers, arrived. Before I could get out to greet them, Raymers came running in excitedly exclaiming "Grammy, you've got to see this.. come on!!" I asked what I had to see. He said, "a baby bird fell out of a house and its all dead!!!"

So I went out to see the hapless bird and, sure enough, there it was lying in the carport below a birdhouse. Christy found a flowerpot close at hand and scooped the baby bird up in it. She gave the pot to Raymers when he insisted on holding it. Christy and I discussed what one does with a dead bird, and decided the proper thing would be to bury it. Raymers asked what "bury" meant and we explained as well as we could to an impressionable 4 year old. Raymers said, "NO YOU CAN'T BURY HIM, HE"S MY PET!!..................... ", and after a pause, “my dead pet."

At this point Christy and I both lost it. We didn't just laugh, we howled. Raymers looked at us so seriously and we tried very hard not to laugh.

I went in to change my pants…

When I got back out Christy had convinced Raymers we needed to bury his "pet" and then suggested we bury him in the garden. Raymers stated an emphatic "NO.. WE CAN'T BURY HIM IN THE GARDEN.. HE'LL GET TILLED BY PAPA!!!!"

Up until this point Christy and I were still laughing; trying to hide it but still hysterically laughing. With the “bird getting tilled” remark we doubled over laughing again. We were both in pain and telling each other to “STOP IT”.. Poor little Raymers was watching us with a confused look and still being totally serious. He kept asking us "why are you laughing?". Christy, with tears streaming down her cheeks, explained to her confused son that we weren’t really laughing.. we were sad and were crying. How else would you explain our hysterics to a child attending his first funeral?

We decided the bird might, indeed, get tilled if we buried him in the garden and instead we found a corner by the fence that had been tilled so the ground was soft but was out of the "Papa might till again" area. Christy dug a hole and Raymers poured the bird out of the flowerpot into the grave. We were still weak from laughing and couldn't see for the tears in our eyes but Christy managed to ask Raymers if he wanted to name the bird. Raymers looked into the hole at the bird; it’s graying skin showing through the scattering of white feathers, its head twisted weirdly to one side, one leg almost gone, one skinny pink “elbow” where a wing could one day have been, and said seriously "his name is Rocket Power".

I went in to change my pants…

After we finished burying Rocket Power, Christy built a little cross and we talked about Rocket going to heaven. Raymers wisely stated, "yes he will go to bird heaven". As we carried the cross out to put it in the ground, Raymers said, seriously, "I hope we don't stick it in the baby bird".

I went in to start the washer…..

Raymers found two more dead birds that summer and both were given a proper burial and laid to rest beside Rocket Power. Eventually the crosses were pulled from the ground and nailed to the fence as a permanent monument to the Rocket Power family.

Bambi - Sunday Archives

2009-08-23T09:06:00.000-07:00

Could it get any cuter? This little black-tailed deer was standinig next to a dirt road with his mother. When I stopped to get a shot, he looked up at me with his bright curious eyes and his ears all perked up. I love how you can see the light through the ears.

Originally posted 11/23/2006

Sailing In The Bay

2009-08-21T13:24:00.000-07:00

Leaving Portland and headed to the Oregon Coast. This is a bay near North Bend Oregon. If you look closely you can see the North Bend bridge in the background.

Noble Rot - Get Up Here!

2009-08-19T18:07:00.000-07:00

More from my Portland Oregon trip. Portland is known for being "different" and many Portland folks I know pride themselves in being weird. It isn't only the people that are weird.

This restaurant is called Noble Rot and the sign says Get Up Here! Its on the top floor of a large building.

The building itself is beautiful and fascinating. It takes up a big part of a block and the windows all around the building have this art work. It looks like it could be an apartment building. I love the building but it makes me wonder if the occupants are ok with the windows being mostly blocked by the art.

A Fashion Statement

2009-08-17T19:39:00.000-07:00

I took this shot the last time I was in Portland. I was actually taking a picture of something else nearby when I noticed this guy standing in front of this window and then, of course, this became the real shot. I love this shot. I'm sure this guy didn't even realize where he was standing while talking on the phone. :)

Rustic Wheel - Sunday Archives

2009-08-16T10:28:00.000-07:00

I've decided to start a new feature on my blog called Sunday Archives. I'll be posting some of my favorite shots from the almost-4-years I've been blogging. Most will be newly edited since I had no idea what I was doing when I started. :)

Monkey Business - Camera Critters

2009-08-15T08:54:00.000-07:00

This series is a combination of 4 posts I made on my Wildlife Safari blog 3 1/2 years ago. It tells a sweet story about a gibbon ape I have become quite fond of.

Feb 11 2006
You never see this gibbon ape without her stuffed companion. She drags it everywhere. If she needs her hands to climb, she uses her feet to hold her friend.

Sometimes she just sits and hugs it.

Amazingly, she always seems to hold it right side up

Do ya think it needs a good bath? :) Of course it would probably be too traumatic for her if they tried take it away to wash it.

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Feb 25 2006
There was a strange happening at the Wildlife Safari today. On Feb 11 I introduced an ape that has a stuffed monkey she carries everywhere. Today she was pulling the stuffing out of him. I think the first bit was an accident.

After awhile she was purposely pulling the stuffing out. She tasted it but evidently didn't like it and then she rubbed it on her face. I'm sure she was confused about what was coming out of her best friend. It's sad because she is going to wonder what happened to it. I hope one of the park employees patches it up for her

I didn't see how it ended. She was just staring at it when I left.
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March 4 2006
I am very pleased to bring you the next chapter in the monkey with a monkey saga. Today at the Safari I was delighted to find the stuffed monkey back all puffed and stuffed and in excellent repair. I was even more delighted to find the monkey was swinging her newly recovered friend :)

All is good in the primate world...
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April 1 2006 - Exciting news!

Where before there was one ape who carried a stuffed monkey everywhere she went, there are now two apes and no sign of the stuffed monkey. I assume the new one is a male. He is larger than the original ape.

They're still getting to know one another. He spends a lot of time running around, moving close to her and then running around again.

She spends a lot of time putting him in his place :) I expect they will become great friends and mates.
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Barn, Blackberries Vines and a Roll of wire

2009-08-12T18:48:00.000-07:00

I didn't notice the little roll of wire hanging from the fence when I took this shot. Now I love it. I think it adds more character to the picture.