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As a child, it was one of my greatest delights to visit my grandparents in the spring when the whip-poor-wills began to call. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a remote valley of the Ozark Mountains where there were trees a plenty, and, seemingly, a whip-poor-will, or two, in each one.
My grandmother insisted that a whip-poor-will's call was not "whip-poor-will," but instead, "chip-butter-white-oak." I would listen really hard trying to hear it exactly as she said it was, but all I could hear was "whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will,..." But, I never let on to her.
I remember my grandpa watching and listening, with an amused look on his face, to one of these listening sessions. Shortly after that he began to call me, just for fun, "Chip Butter." It is a name I am proud to wear for I still love to hear that long, lonesome call on a warm summer's eve. And, sometimes, when I listen really, really hard, it seems I can hear quite clearly, "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak..."

Wednesday, August 23, 2017


After several weeks of hot and humid weather with showers almost every day, as of late, there seems to be a change in the air. Yesterday the clouds were dark and ominous, which, actually, made for some nice pictures along the trail.  But, this afternoon, when Millie and I were out and about, the sun was shining and the air had a clean, crisp feeling.  I even made it home with a dry shirt, for a change. Could it be that fall will come early this year?

Of course, the Eclipse was the big news of the week, but here in our neck of the woods, I was the only one who showed any interest in the event.  The Cowboy absolutely refused to go outside, opting instead to stay inside and take a nap.  It was later that I read that the Navajo stay inside and do not observe the eclipse out of reverence for what they say is an intimate event between the earth, moon and sun.  So maybe that was the thing with him, for his roots are intertwined with Native American.  I was reminded of  how he always refuses to go inside the large Indian cave that is near here, saying he feels spirits all around.  Or heck, he may have just wanted to take a long nap while it was dark and quiet, which, looking back, really wasn't a bad idea at all. 

The time for migration is soon approaching for the little Ruby-Throated Hummingbirds that have fed here since last spring.  It has been a chore to keep the feeders cleaned and filled with fresh sweet nectar, but, as always, I have enjoyed these little hummers immensely and will eagerly await their return next year.

I've never been to Montana's Big Sky Country, and probably never will, but I was reminded of it yesterday when I snapped this picture.  Let's see... Could it be that the Little Bighorn River lies somewhere right over yonder rise...


  1. So glad you are seeing (Autumn) light, at the 'end of the tunnel.) We had a snap of hot/humid, broken by lovely, lovely early Autumn weather! Happy sigh..

    As I blogged, the eclipse was rather ho-hummm here. :-) I really wanted to observe changes in nature. but didn't get any...

    I love it, that your husband "...refuses to go inside the large Indian cave that is near here, saying he feels spirits all around." How wonderful, to be that tuned.... To whatever is there.

    Gentle hugs,
    Luna Crone

  2. All three pictures are beautiful. I love the sky as the background. Keeping the feeders filled gets to be a job, but I too enjoy the little hummingbirds. This time of the year the yellow-jackets try to take over the feeder. I hate those things. I've just looked at your last post...your old garden was so pretty. It must have been a job moving all the rocks. I drag home every rock I can find. :)

  3. Wonderful photos and thoughts. I'm glad the weather is getting more pleasant in your area.
    It's fun to hear the different beliefs around the eclipse. The cave near there sounds like an interesting place to be visit. You may be right about the connection for your Cowboy. But a nap sounds like a winner too.
    It's amazing how quickly the hummingbirds empty feeders. The hummingbirds in our area will migrate in the next few weeks. We'll miss them chattering and their antics of flight.
    The cow photo is so forlorn and could be an evening under the Big Sky Country. I agree, I think the Little Bighorn River might be over yonder rise. ;)

  4. The eclipse was a big deal around here, many left to drive to places of totality. I think if we had totality here, it would have been more exciting... but we are supposed to have just that here in 2024.
    As for caves, I do find them fascinating. Haven't been in many, one in the Hill Country of Texas a few years back and a really large one in Tennessee when I was a child.
    And yes, the weather is changing... hurricanes season approaches fast. Harvey is apparently heading into the Texas coast as we speak (text).

  5. Such beautiful photos, your certainly live in a beautiful part of the World.

  6. Are your humming birds acting differently? Ours are--rather than fighting one another for the feeders, they're sharing, so we see several on a feeder where we used to see only one, jealously guarding it. Maybe they've got a common interest now that it's time to move on.

    I have lived in Montana's Big Sky Country. And while it is beautiful up there, Texas's big sky is my favorite, and NEITHER of them can hold a candle to the beauty of where you live! Just sayin'.

  7. We were able to see only a partial eclipse, but it was still wonderful. I have never seen Montana's big sky country, but I am sure it is quite beautiful!

  8. I grew up on the Prairies, in Alberta, just above Montana, so I know all about Big Sky Country and for a long while after I came to B.C. I missed it terribly here among the mountains. But now I just think of it with nostalgia.

    The other thing I miss, and I know you do too, - gardens past that grew so familiar as we nurtured them!!

  9. Oh that sky! I read something similar about the Native Americans staying inside during an eclipse and apparently the Ayurvedic tradition does the same. So he's in fine company. I was watching my little granddaughter that day but stepped out a few times to don some welders glasses. Not sure it was worth the effort because seeing it made me feel weird, like it was something I shouldn't be doing. So I learned something. Have a wonderful week on your beautiful land!