It's All in the Details

We went to the Donnie Smith Bike Show on Saturday and drooled over a lot of nice bikes and trikes. Some of the paint jobs and detailing were phenomenal! I have a few blogs-worth of picts, so today I thought I'd share some detailing close-ups.

I've always loved dragons, so when I saw this little guy trying to melt the crome off this bike, I had to get a shot.





This bike has dragons, swords, and knives all over it. Here's a close-up of a little dragon keeping a watchful eye on the front tire.

And here are a couple more dragons protecting the saddle bag.




No dragons in this pic, but it's not every day that you see a chain drive on a modern custom chopper. I think it's much nicer looking than a belt drive, especially with that shiny gold contrasting with the chrome.

Soaring Eagle

We went for a little drive Saturday evening. With the sun out a little later and the beautiful weather we're having, it was a very pleasant drive.

Just past Lake City on HWY 61, people gather at the look-out points to watch the annual eagle migration.

We saw several young eagles flying around, including this one. Looking at the pictures in my bird book, this eagle will probably be an adult by next year.

Kitty Snow Art

We're in the process of a mini blizzard this afternoon. And, of course, my kitty had to investigate it from the safety of the screen porch. She didn't go far, though. And after she moved her lazy behind, I saw an interesting work of art.....

My kitty is so talented!

Like a Red Red Rose

Boy, my first post of 2009. I guess I got a little behind in blogging!

Well, it's that time of year again, and another Valentine photo op has presented itself.

Winter Kitty

My kitty can never decide if she likes winter or not. She loves being "outside" on the screen porch, but this whole snow-and-cold-thing gets her every year.

The wind will sift the snow through the screen porch just like powdered sugar being sifted onto a cake--very light and fine-textured. She'll go outside the first couple times, get the white stuff stuck in her paws, and start doing the paw shake dance. After a few more snow encounters, she makes her peace with it, scoops up a paw's worth, and starts eating it.

Even the wind and cold won't usually stop her from wanting to go "outside." Although that does generally shorten the length of stay. Sometimes she'll sit out there with her back to me, wind whipping through her fur, temperature and windchill well below zero, putting on a show of being a tough kitty. I'll tap on the window to see if she's ready to come in yet. She'll give me the green-eyed stare and then give me the cold shoulder again. Another minute passes and I tap on the window again. She contemplates giving me the cold shoulder again, but comes to the realization that she's quickly turning into a kittysicle. She bolts for the door, and as she crosses the threshold, she'll make the same grumble noise that Marge Simpson makes when Homer or Bart do something wrong. Like it's all my fault that it's cold out there. What a cat!

Yesterday, though, it was 20 degrees and sunny for a short time, so I think she mostly enjoyed her time out there.