
A variety of trees exist on the five acres around our home in Southern Oregon. These are white oaks. It looks like the Sherwood Forest of Robin Hood, or at least like I imagined it as a child. The road leads down to our house.
It’s Earth Day 2015. To celebrate, I am writing this post from a small deck Peggy and I had built on the upper portion of our property. I took the photo of white oaks from where I am sitting.
An Acorn Woodpecker is hammering away at a dead pine. He just stopped to issue a staccato comment on the day, a Woody Woodpecker laugh. I can also hear a Robin’s distinctive chirp— they are migrating through, scratching around for juicy bugs. Flickers and Stellar Jays join the chorus. The jays are discussing the fact I haven’t put out their morning helping of sunflower seeds. They are loud and raucous, hoping I will hear them. How could I not? I was soundly scolded on my walk up here.
As for the Flicker, he has gone to pounding on our roof vents several times a day. Who knows why, but it sounds like a jack hammer. It gets Peggy quite excitable and she charges around whacking our ceiling to scare him away. I’ve checked the roof, so far no damage. I am not so sure about the ceiling.
One very pregnant and obviously uncomfortable Black Tail doe walked by a few minutes ago. She’s restless. I watched her yesterday as she disappeared behind our pump house for a few minutes (it’s cool and shady), came out, munched on some grass, walked to our house, and plopped down against the side. She will be having her fawn soon, probably down in our blackberry filled canyon. We won’t see the baby for a week or two since does carefully hide their babies and insist that they remain hidden for several days.

The ballooning mom-to-be leans against our house and looks at me with her big brown eyes. It’s like she is saying, “Really, now what?” The deer are used to being lectured by Peggy about eating her flowers.
A cool, fresh breeze is blowing. Puffy clouds float by. The wind is welcome; it’s been hazy for the past few days. The weather people tell us that the haze is caused by smoke blowing in from Siberia. Apparently fires that Siberian farmers were using to clear their fields escaped. Our earth, this seemingly huge planet, is a small place after all. We are all neighbors. If people choose to pollute the air, discharge waste into water, cut down forests, and litter the landscape with the leftovers of modern civilization, it impacts all of us. We all suffer.
But enough doom and gloom—today is a day to celebrate the natural beauty of our earth. Let’s go for a walk. We will start at the Applegate River at the bottom of our property and move up the hill to the National Forest boundary marker. I’ve built signed trails throughout our property and named them after our grandkids (all boys). Ethan’s Hidden Springs Trail and Connor’s Jungle Trail are examples. The first thing the kids do when they arrive is run off to explore their trails. It is Peggy and my hope that we can instill in our grandchildren the same love of the natural world and desire to protect it that we have.
A Note: I wrote this piece and did our walk yesterday so this post could go up today.

I scrambled over and down these rocks to get to the river. Bureau of Land Management land is on the opposite shore.

This handsome guy is a mere shell of his former self, literally. I believe it was a dragonfly nymph before the dragonfly popped out and flew away in one of the miracles of nature.

Now it is time to hike up the hill. Our small 1500 square foot house with its sunroom is perched on the side. The tall tree on the right is a Douglas Fir.

While oaks dominate the northern side of our property, Ponderosa Pines, Douglas Fir and Madrones dominate the south. This is Ethan’s Hidden Spring Trail.

Madrones shed their leaves in summer. It is like having two falls. The shadow of a fly can be seen through the leaf. Shortly afterwards it flew down to bite me. Bad decision.

Signs of animal life are found throughout the property. This large hole was probably drilled by a Pileated Woodpecker.
You live in an absolutely gorgeous place! So much peace and quiet. And a pregnant deer? Have never seen one. Thanks for sharing this post. And Happy Earth Day!
Peggy and I spent a year looking for somewhere we wanted to retire. When we found this place, we stopped looking. One very pregnant deer. The Word Press spell check wanted me to eliminate the very. After all, one is either pregnant or not, right. But in this case, it fit. 🙂 And thank you. –Curt
You picked a great place to retire, but if you change your mind . . .
Not likely to happen soon. 🙂 Our daughter and son-in-law worked hard to convince us that Tennessee was the place… –Curt
Gorgeous pictures to commemorate Earth Day. Thank you!
Glad you enjoyed them, Carrie. My hope is always that our children, grandchildren, and right on down the line, can continue to enjoy the wonderful natural world that we have been able to enjoy. –Curt
Thank you for making this special day even more special 🙂 Your property is beautiful 🙂
Thanks so much Patty. If you are ever up this way… 🙂 –Curt
Curt and Peggy, your home and property are absolutely beautiful. Thanks so much
for sharing the photos.
Peggy and I love it, Bill. We wake up every morning with a smile and deeply appreciate the natural beauty and peacefulness of our home. It is always our pleasure to share. —Curt
Another walk through nature. Thanks Curt and a happy Earth Day.
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so much beauty. Good job of finding your peace.
Thanks Brian. And peaceful it is. -Curt
Gorgeous. It seems to me that you know how special it is.
Yes we do, Bruce. Sometimes I feel like the local Chamber of Commerce. Not that I am encouraging folks to move here. (Grin) –Curt
Happy Earth Day to you too Curt. You’re blessed by your location.
That we are AC. And thanks. May the earth smile on you as well. –Curt
I do believe you live in a little piece of paradise. Happy Earth Day!
Alison
Thanks Alison. I am always torn between being on the open road and being here. But if you have to find a place to settle, this is hard to beat. Don’t know where you are now, but New Zealand has always struck me an being a piece of paradise as well, particularly the west coast of the South Island. –Curt
What beautiful sights you have there on your walk. No more walking around here for me – we’re into the 90s already – so it’s treadmill-in-the-airconditioning-time for me now.
Florida in the summer has never been my idea of a place to be. (Laughing.) But it was nice when I was there a month ago. –Curt
I can’t kick – we had a great winter and fall!!
Yes, NZ is pretty special. We found many other places there to rival the west coast of the south island – endless beauty.
Admittedly all of New Zealand is beautiful. Did you make it to Milford Sound? –Curt
Fantastic and sunny pictures…
Thanks Lumar! –Curt
Gorgeous tribute to the Mother of all.
Thanks Evelyn. We are ever so privileged to live here. The Mother treats us well. –Curt
You are a very lucky man, adventurer, great-wife-haver, tons-of-Christmas-Trees-in-your-yard kinda guy!
Laughing, Koji, we’ve harvested a couple of those Christmas Trees. –Curt
Great idea about naming trails after the grandkids. You are creating a link to nature for them that will never be broken.
Thanks. It is certainly our hope. So far it seems to be working. –Curt
After an extended absense from my blog-reading duties, I’ve been trying to catch up with my favourites, one at a time. Today my goal was to read yours, and after I got over the shock of how many I missed, I realized it was an excellent place to pick up again. A tribute to our mother on the morning after Mother’s Day.
You and Peggy live in paradise. What lovely, lovely land. I would have been as excited about the National Forest boundary as you are. My new place that I’m trying to buy is in Rainier, Oregon, and I finally get to be out in the country again. It doesn’t have the fabulous trees that you have though. I especially love Madrone for its uniqueness.