Eagle Cam

Many years ago, the local power company, Public Service of Colorado, placed a nest box on the smokestack of one of their power plants. They put a camera inside, and watched what happened.

What happened was that a pair of Great Horned Owls moved in and raised a family. The public got to watch. Very cool.

Fast forward several decades. PSC merged with two other power companies in 1995 to form Excel. One of the other companies also had bird cams (which is the story you read in their “Information” page.) Excel now has at least five raptor cams, three in Colorado and two in Minnesota. https://birdcam.xcelenergy.com/cams

Both Bald Eagles and Great Horned Owls begin nesting in January, if you can believe it. Right now, I’ve only seen activity in the Bald Eagle nest. https://birdcam.xcelenergy.com/cams/xcel_energy_eagle_cams/eagle_cam_two

The male, in the foreground, has a bloody beak, after eating a rabbit, the remains of which are just to the left of his head. The female is rearranging the sticks to her liking. Courtesy Excel Energy Bird Cam

I saw them mating earlier, and interestingly, in this pair, the male seems to be the larger. In raptors, usually, it is the female who is bigger.

The female continues to rearrange sticks. Courtesy Excel Energy Bird Cam.

I have two monitors on my computer and have one on the bird cam permanently. I look forward to watching the nest cams through the spring and summer. I hope you enjoy them, too!

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Library Goose

I love going to the library! You get the entire world at your fingertips — fiction, science, art, music, geese.

Yes, geese were at the library this morning. Colorado has become a wintering stop for vast numbers of Canada geese, who earn their keep by turning dead grass on lawns into organic fertilizer. But this small flock included this odd duck — er — goose.

The bird in the center doesn’t have a white “chin strap” as the Canada Geese do. And it has orange feet. It’s bill is blunter, and it doesn’t look as heavy as the other birds.

I think the bird in the center is an immature blue-morph Snow Goose. Snow Geese breed in the far north, on the Arctic coasts of North America. There are three populations of Snow Geese — western, mid-continent and eastern.

There are two color forms, or morphs of Snow Geese — white or blue. While the coastal Snow Geese populations are mostly the traditional white, the mid-continent populations has a high percentage of blue-morphs. And this is apparently an immature blue-morph.

I took these shots with my cell phone. Now that I know that at least one Snow Goose is hanging out with the Canada Geese at the library, I need to take my camera with me when I go, to get some better photographs of them.

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Red-Tailed Hawk

As I pulled into my driveway this afternoon, I spotted a red-tailed hawk about 20 feet up in a cottonwood across the street.

I think this bird is a female, based on her size — female raptors are bigger than males. And she is big.

You can see how big this bird is when you realize that she is about 20 feet up in a cottonwood.

I’ve seen her several times in the neighborhood, usually being mobbed by the resident crows, ravens and magpies.

Which brings up the question — why is she in a suburban neighborhood? I mean, we are on the very western edge of the Denver metro area, with the mountains about half a mile away — she might cruise in once in a while to see what she could take, but the open foothills are better habitat for her. And we have a healthy resident population of woodland raptors like Coopers and sharp-shinned hawks that already patrol this territory.

Local Red-tailed hawk watching a boy walking home from school. She looks like she’s judging her chances, but non-nesting raptors don’t attack people — we’re too big to eat. Rabbits, prairie dogs, medium-sized birds are her usual prey.

She gave me no answers. I’ll just have to watch her like a hawk this winter, and see what happens.

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Zoe, the Pet Therapy Dog

After training  (Zoe the Corgi’s First Day of Pet Therapy) and an initial evaluation, Zoe and I went to our final Pet Therapy evaluation today. Considering that Zoe is my third dog in the program (Dog as God’s Messenger), I was surprisingly nervous. I worried that I might forget something or that rules might have changed while I wasn’t looking.

Things started off well. We met Lyn, our evaluator, at hospice, and proceeded to visit the staff. We always try to see all the staff we can at hospice. It takes a special person to work there, and they deserve all the warm fuzzies we can give them. Zoe was her charming self, her little stub of a tail wagging furiously as she dashed over to see her next new best friend.

Once all the hospice staff had been suitably loved, we walked down the hall to see patients and family. As we approached our first room, we were surprised  by a little Scottie who came charging out of the room, barking to mark it’s territory. Zoe, startled and challenged, barked back.

I groaned inside as red-alert alarms went off in my brain. Pet Therapy dogs are not supposed to bark in the hospital. I corrected Zoe by giving her the “leave it” and “quiet” commands, but I also waited for Lyn to show us the door.

But Lyn just shrugged. While patients can bring pets into hospice, they are supposed to abide by the same rules as pet therapy dogs, and not bark in the building. This dog had startled Zoe, and barked a challenge. Zoe responded, but quieted almost instantly. No harm, no foul. Whew!

The rest of the visit went fine. We shared the love with patients and visitors. I didn’t make any mistakes. Lyn’s biggest concern was that Zoe pulled at the end of her leash in her eagerness to get to people. Since she weighs 22 pounds, it wasn’t as if she was going to pull loose and go tearing down the hall. With age and experience, and me gently reminding her, we agreed that she’ll settle down and save her energy for wagging her tail stub.

So it’s official: Zoe has earned her purple scarf, and is now a Pet Therapy dog.

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Zoe the Corgi’s First Day of Pet Therapy

Zoe turned two yesterday, and so we were able to visit the hospital as a pet therapy team for the first time today.

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Don’t you just love the little corgi tongue sticking out?

I’m often asked what it takes for a dog to be a pet therapy dog. Requirements vary from program to program, but here’s the minimum for the pet therapy program at Lutheran Medical Center:

The dog has to be friendly to every person it meets.

It absolutely cannot growl, snarl or snap. If it does for any reason, it’s out.

It has to be well behaved — no jumping, lunging, or bark. Basic obedience is nice — sit, stay, settle, down — but not mandatory, as long as the owner has control of the dog at all times.

It can’t lick or give “kisses”. I know. I love them, too, but mouths are germy places, and that’s bad for people who are sick already. More surprising, it’s not dog hair that people are allergic to, it is dog saliva. It’s just that the hair has saliva on it. So, no licking.

It must be able to take a treat gently.

It must pass a fecal screening to make sure it is free of parasites.

And finally, the one Zoe and I have been waiting for, the dog must be two years old.

When Zoe first came to us (A little corgi dropped in and wanted to stay.), she was a little skittish around men and other tall people. Hats and umbrellas freaked her out, too. I can’t blame her for being nervous — she’d had a lot of changes in her short life.


Just a little worried…

But I could sense even then that she would be a great pet therapy dog if we could get her used to new things. So we started encouraging her to “say hello” to every person she came across. Treats may have been involved.

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We worked on “no kisses” after Zoe got over being shy.

The end result was visiting the hospital, with all it’s strange sights, sounds and smells, and greeting new people, some of whom who wear floppy gowns — and loving it. I was ready to leave before Zoe was.

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Why are we stopping?

Next up — being evaluated by other pet therapy program people to make sure I’m not biased or missing something. I don’t think she has any serious problems, but we’ll see…

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Pet Therapy at Fall Festival

Lutheran Medical Center held its first ever Fall Festival on Saturday. It was a ton of fun, as different groups from the hospital dressed for Halloween while holding a health fair. They asked Pet Therapy to lead the way with a Pet Therapy Parade. If it means they get to greet people, the dogs are always happy to oblige!

Zoe in her tutu and hat

Zoe is ready to show off her costume. She picked it out herself!


Zoe greets a fan.


Pet Therapy dogs come in all sizes.



This greyhound has been in the Pet Therapy program for 8 years.


It was another intense day of greeting her new friends. Zoe is tired, but content.

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Tour de Corgi

My daughter and I went to the 4th Annual Tour de Corgi festival in Fort Collins on Saturday. Tour de Corgi started a few years ago as a corgi meet and greet, and exploded into a major fundraiser for 4 Paws Pet Pantry, Low Riders of the West, and the Wyoming Dachshund and Corgi Rescue.

My photos don’t really do it justice, but I was having too much fun to take pictures. There were corgis everywhere. It was like seeing double.

Zoe meets her twin.

Zoe, center, meets her twin. Tegan is to the left.

Or triple.

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Zoe greets another new corgi friend.

Or hundred-iple.

Tour de Corgi Crowd

Hundreds of corgis and even more people met at Fort Collins’ Civic Center Park for a costume contest and corgi parade.

There were pounds of hounds and even more people.

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Zoe was so proud to be surrounded by her people — er — pupple. Or something.

Zoe Amy Tegan Tour de Corgi

We brought Tegan along as a corgi groupie. She’s a mutt, but she might have a little corgi in her?

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Zoe was a pooped pup by the time we left. She collapsed in the center of the car.

Zoe totally relaxed

Tired but happy, Zoe had a well earned nap when we got home.

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Hadrian’s Wall Day 4: Gilsland to Brampton

Day 4 Gilsland to

Our last day on the Wall. We started in some serious rain, the first that had fallen on us on the walk.


But with only 9 miles to go this day, we enjoyed the slower pace.

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At Willowford Bridge, the foundations of the turrets and abutments were built first, then the curtain wall built up over 9 courses high.

The most excitement we had during the day came when we ran across a couple walking with their dog. The dog was off leash, which is very much against the rule of walking through somebody’s pasture. But the woman thought it was hilarious that the “cows” thought the dog was a wolf, and would chase it. We were not so amused when we came across some steers, who did indeed chase the dog. The dog panicked and bolted towards the nearest humans — my husband and I. Five angry steers each weighing 800 pounds followed. With no time to run, I threw up my arm to make myself big and yelled at the steers. The steers stopped, and the disgruntled dog owners belatedly put a leash on their dog.

Bull on the trail

Just glad the dog encountered steers and not this bull.

But the livestock continued to be very blase about hikers. This herd has their favorite spot to lie in, and the hikers can darn well go around them.

Herd on the Trail

Yes, the trail is the greener strip around the red cow. This is actually a well defined section of path.

Just about our last bit of wall.

From near here, we turned south to Brampton, and another old fabulous bed and breakfast above a pub.

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The hardest part of the day may have been negotiating the dips in the steps up to our room for the night.

Random Thoughts With Which to End Our Hike:

Walking Hadrian’s Wall was a fabulous experience. Seeing the ingenuity of the people in building their forts and walls made us remember that although they may not have been as technologically advanced as we are, they were not stupid. They came up with lots of creative “ahead of their time” solutions, using nothing but wood, leather, stone, iron and sweat.

Seeing their frustrations made the people of that time much more real. We could hear the men swearing as they tried to get that boulder at Limestone Corner to move, because we’ve had the same emotions ourselves. Reading their notes left at Vindolanda showed us their daily lives, that in many respects were very similar to our own.

As we’ve walked behind and across a lot of these little farmsteads, it’s been a little mind-boggling that many of these families have been in the same area since the Norman Conquest, and very possibly since the Romans, or even before. Cultures change, but the people remain the same. None of the places we stayed after Edinburgh was built more recently than 500 years ago. One of the pubs received their charter to sell beer in 1190 from King David of Scotland. That kind of continuity is, again, mind-boggling, and a little reassuring in this time of political and social disruption.

The people we have met have been unfailingly nice, patiently helping us out when we were lost or confused. We thank them from the bottoms of our hearts for sharing their home with us.

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Hadrian’s Wall Day 3: Once Brewed to Gilsland

After giving it our all yesterday, my husband and I decided that we could hike the Wall, or we could see some of the sites along the Wall. Given the time we had, we couldn’t do both.

Sore and tired as we were, we decided to take a day to see Vindolanda and Housesteads forts, and the Roman Army Museum at Carvoran. We made the right choice.

Vindolanda reconstructions

Vindolanda features reconstructions of a turf turret, on the left, and a stone turret, on the right. They helped in visualizing how big these constructions were.

Vindolanda Fort was one of the forts built before the Wall was put up, and therefore it’s a little off the Wall. It is one of the most famous of all Roman Forts because of a quirk in it’s history.


The Romans in Britain didn’t use paper much, it was far too expensive. Instead, they used thin sheets of wood to write on. Each of these sheets was about the size of a post card.


The famous birthday invitation. Courtesy , via WikiCommons.

One of the things that made the Roman Army such a success was it’s organization. Along with organization comes bureaucracy. And along with bureaucracy comes record-keeping. The Romans kept records on everything — in quadruplicate. Vindolanda was no exception.

But in 105 AD, the garrison of Vindolanda was told they were being reassigned, probably to that other trouble spot in the Empire — Dacia, on the Danube.

When they got the orders to leave, they decided to clean out everything that wasn’t going to be needed. So they made piles of old stuff in the courtyard, and burned it. But when they were burning 500 of these wooden tablets, a rainstorm came along and put out the fires. The Romans were in a hurry, so they didn’t bother trying to burn them again before they left.

After a couple of months, maybe a year, another cohort was assigned to Vindolanda. They cleared off the rubble the first group left, and then covered it in clay and turf to level the site. The clay covered the tablets, sealing them in an oxygen-free environment. And there they stayed for 2000 years.

When they were discovered in the 1970s, the tablets gave a window into the lives of every-day people living in a frontier garrison. The most charming tablet deciphered so far is to the wife of the commander of Vindolanda, inviting her to a birthday celebration. But others are equally relatable — disputes among the people living in the fort, duty rosters, a request for more beer.

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Tongue and groove joint carved into building stones.

Housesteads Fort was equally interesting. The east gate of Housesteads is reputedly where we get the width of standard gauge rail lines.  The story goes that 4′ 8 1/2″ is just wide enough for a horse to pulling a cart to pass through. This width was used throughout the Roman Empire as a Really Useful Measurement.

When railroad tracks were first being laid during the Industrial Revolution, the width of the tracks was all over the place, meaning that different train lines couldn’t run on each other’s tracks. The story goes that a railroad engineer saw this gate, and proposed it’s dimensions as the “standard gauge” to be used by all railroads. No idea if this story is true, but at least now you know.Housesteads west gate.jpg

We made the right choice in taking the time to look at the forts and their museums. After enjoying the sites for much of the day, we picked up the Wall at the end of the Whin Sill, and the beginning of softer sandstone as a building material. Consequently, even where the Wall survives along this section, it has often been buried to protect it.

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View  above Greenhead. The ditch is the grooved mound in the center of the photograph.

Instead, we were treated to a fabulous landscape in the evening light.

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The trail led into the ditch for a bit.

So ended our third day on the Wall.

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Hadrian’s Wall Day 2: Chollerford to Once Brewed

This was the longest segment of our Wall Walk — 12 miles. And it had more ups and downs.

Day 2 Chollerford to Once Brewed

The good news was that because the landscape is more rugged, fewer stones were taken for other building projects, and the wall is in better shape. The bad news was that because this section also held the most interesting sites, we dawdled more than we should have.

The first challenge of the day was walking up the long gradual incline of the Whin Sill dolerite intrusion. In fact, the Whin Sill donated the word “sill” to geology, meaning “a horizontal igneous intrusion”.

The Wall up here is built of Whin Sill dolorite. Sandstone and limestone are layered above and below the sill. These provide all the building materials the Romans needed to build their wall.

Limestone Corner demonstrated just how hard the Whin Sill dolorite is — the Romans couldn’t break up a large chunk of the dolorite to get it out of the ditch here, and just gave up. They didn’t do that very often.

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Dolorite rock at Limestone Corner. Grooves show where they tried to split it. One guide book said “…it must have been a very bad day” when the Romans tackled this rock.

The Roman Empire’s the most northern point happens to be at this problem spot. After about half an hour of looking at the rock and the scenery, and talking about the Roman’s northern frontier, we moved on.

Soon we came to a little temple to the god Mithras next to the outlines of a milecastle.  The Mithraeum was built to mimic a cave. The entire temple could only hold 12 or so. Mithraism was an elitist, hierarchical cult. We spent about 45 minutes there, poking around and taking pictures.

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By this point, we had gotten over our aversion to walking through pastures. We eventually realized that everybody has the right to walk through a field, as long as they don’t disturb the animals. And everybody does. And they don’t get shot.

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The missing path was there too — as a brighter green trace through the pasture, where the dead tan and grey plants had been broken up and pushed away by people’s feet. In fact, along the Wall it is standard procedure to walk off the trail, because of erosion. They don’t want to wear the plants down to the soil, so when it’s muddy, (and it is muddy a lot) we are supposed to walk side by side. In fact, it’s okay to take off across the field, totally avoiding the path to prevent wearing it out. That means that the “path” tends to be a wandering line of brighter green through the field, if it’s there at all.

We talked to some ladies from Alberta, Canada, who agreed with us both walking through fields and finding the path, so it wasn’t just us.

After a long pull, we had climbed up onto the Whin Sill, taking a few minutes for pictures along the way.

East to Sewingshields

The Whin Sill escarpment from Sewingshields Milecastle. The wall in the foreground is “field wall” built by farmers to mark their fields. It is on top of the remains of the Roman Wall.

Milepost 35 Sewingshields Milecastle had a nice view from top of crags.

Follow the Ridge around to the distance. We had to go beyond that this day.

Follow the ridge around to the distance. We had to go to the trees in the distance yet this day.

It was about here that we realized that, although were walking at about 3.4 miles per hour — a really good pace going up and down hills — when we were stopped to poke around and look at stuff, we were moving at 0 miles per hour. These stops meant that we were way behind schedule.

Housesteads Fort fits into the end of a dolorite ridge was built on a slope.

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Housteads Fort, in the middle of the picture, is framed by trees.

But we couldn’t stop at Housesteads, because we had at least two more hours of walking to get to our pick-up point in time for the taxi to take us to our bed and breakfast.

Sycamore Gap

Sycamore Gap is an iconic view of the wall. We took the picture and kept moving.

Another few miles saw us to the charmingly-named village of Once Brewed, and our pick-up point at a pub called Twice Brewed.P9050865.JPG

Although we had had beautiful weather to this point, we were having problems with the number of miles we needed to cover. In spite of missing the fabulous Housesteads Fort, we got to our pick-point with just a half hour to spare, both of us very sore and totally exhausted. And that meant we wouldn’t see Vindolanda Fort, 2 miles south of Once Brewed — one of my must-see spots — at all.

We needed to rethink our priorities.




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