Our Stalker

Yesterday Hannah and I were hanging our in our living room for a bit when we started hearing a tapping sound on the window. Now, we'd heard this before, but couldn't tell what it was. We were finally able to see what was going on; there's a bird that we think is trying to build a nest in our house. His problem is that we don't have any open windows but bless his little heart he keeps trying! He's targeted 3 possible entry points; our office, our living room, and our guest room upstairs. Foiled as he may be, the evidence of his attempted entry is all over the place with marks on the window. Thankfully he's not flying into the window full speed, rather he's just trying to kind of float into it, so he's not doing any damage - yet. But, he is officially a stalker. He's been trying over and over again for days, and just doesn't seem to be giving up hope.

When we first saw him, I quickly got out my camera and tried to shoot some pictures of him, but I couldn't get the focus right, and I thought I'd missed my chance. Well, about an hour later, he came back, and I got these:

Random Amusement

Yesterday, my friend W and I went to the city on some business.  It was a gorgeous afternoon, and we really had a good time and got some of the work done that we needed to.  As most people would know, the more time you spend going to a city center or a place where people gather, odds are there are going to be moments where you see something that just strikes you as funny.  Well, yesterday was one of those days:

W and I had finished some of the business near the city center, and were walking to the car to go to another part of the city.  Walking along shop street, there were the usual suspects; artists selling freshly painted canvases, henna tattoo artists, and of course, many people singing or playing instruments with the hopes that people will appreciate their efforts and drop some change in their guitar case.  Well, there was one such lad, that actually resembled the son of someone we know, so our attention was a little drawn to him.  As we passed him by, he was singing, and I noticed that indeed some people had in fact given him some money.  Well, I noticed that I wasn't the only one to see the money.  There was a group of young teenage girls that were also trying to collect money in buckets for a heart drive or something of that nature - a good cause to be sure.  Well, when the guitar playing lad stopped his song, I saw one girl kind of think to herself, and you could almost hear her think, "yeah, why not!" So, she heads over the the panhandling lad and asks, "would you like to make a donation?"  The guy looked at her like, "are you serious?!?" We were laughing at what we saw ... a veritable battle of the beggars right there on the shop street!

Sandcastles!

Well, we are a week or so behind in our postings about family life. As I write this blog, it is no longer necessary to wear jackets down by the water! Today we are all in shorts and tee-shirts/tank tops and sandals! Ah, but that's another post altogther. :o)

So, the first warm day in awhile that we had, we headed down to the beach to make some sand castles!

Mr. W came down to join the fun, too! Look at the concentration on their faces!

This shot reminds me of some pictures my grandma had hanging in her house

So fun!!

Cool "cloud road"!

Gorgeous view!