One Big Fish

I caught the big fish.

There was something new at the boardwalk in Havre de Grace. It has been a while since I took the time to visit. It was just too nice outside to spend it inside. So, My husband and I spent the day checking out many places. The coolest thing that we came across was this big fish at the end of the boardwalk.

Who ever made this fish, took some time to put the pieces together. It is made up of many smaller fishes. This is one fine piece of work of art.

Today, it is New Year Eve. Tomorrow, like the whole world, I will be starting a whole new year. It would be easy to think that I can do it all alone. I do tend to try. As I get older though, I have learn that I need the help of my family, friends and church family to make it through the water ways of life.

It does take a whole school of fishes to stick together. There is power in the numbers. This fish art helps me to see how many can become one powerful force to deal with.

Happy New Year.

A Wren Song

There is no mistaking the song of the Carolina Wren. When these little birds of the Mariner Point Park start to sing, you can hear them through out the park. Like many birds they have many vocal sounds. I know when they sounds the alarms. It is amusing when they are in a playful mood. In this picture, the wren is calling out to another.


These little fellows are a sight to watch. They remind me of God's sense of humor. He makes us all like the wren in that we all sing our own songs. We can sound the alarm when scared. We communicates back and forth with each other. And I am sure He finds us a sight to watch.

I just hope that in my case, God sees in me the eagerness to sing a wren song to Him. That it is pleasing to His ears as the wren song is pleasing to mine..

First Fox Sighting

It has been years since I have seen a fox around Mariner Point Park. When their dens were destroyed from the dreading that goes on about every three years, I knew it would be awhile before I would see one again.

I miss the foxes when they are not around. The first time that I saw a litter, I thought they were rats. They were so small and so dark. As they grew, the true nature of their color would come out.


I love watching the mother teaching them to hunt. They are so eager to learn. The kits love to play and explore. They sure are curious about things. This kit had to figure out who I was many years ago.


Many time in life, there are friends I do not get to see for years. Today an old fiend came into my work. It was good to see her and catch up.

Like the first fox sighting this year, seeing my friend brings many good memories. I do miss seeing the foxes at the mariner. I miss many of my friends. The good things is that I know that I will run into them again. This makes me smile and look forward to tomorrow.

Skink's Log

One thing I can count on as I walk around Mariner Point Park, on one of the decaying logs, I will find a family of skinks. This has been going on for many years.


This five-lined skink is a juvenile. I read once that the female lays her eggs inside the log. One day I will find the spot around this log. Through out the park, I can find these gems sunning themselves on a hot sunny day.

The little guys are hard to see, unless you know where to look. It has taken me years to learn where several of their hiding spots are located.

This kinds of makes me think about learning where some of the gems of the Bible are located. It has taken me more years than I can count just to take in the beauty of the verses that gets me through the day.

I never know what I will find as I turn the pages. Just like walking around the park, I never know when I will find another skink on a log, Each day I can not wait to find the next gems.

Curious Woodpecker

The woodpeckers were curious about the hole in the tree. First the red-bellied woodpecker checks out the hole. Within a few minutes several others joins the first female. So, I decided to stick around to see why they were so interested in this one tree.


Soon the downy woodpeckers also join in the quest. One by one they took their turn checking out the hole. I wanted to climb the tree. I was just as curious as these birds

I notice some movement coming from inside the hole. Soon, I would finally get to see what all the excitement was about. Camera in hand, the mystery was about to be solve. Out of the hole popped a titmouse.


This was not what I expected. Once he left the tree, the other birds seemed to go their own ways as well. I never did figure out what was in the hole. Whatever it was, like the woodpecker it has my curiosity going full blast.

A Caterpillar Hitch Hiker

Today as I got into my car, I notice that something tried to ride along. I had a caterpillar hitch hiker. He was so tiny. I almost did not notice the little guy. So, I sent him on his way back to where he belong.


He was not the only caterpillar I saw today. It seemed that the park was full of them. As I walked along the fence looking for signs of life. I came across many.  They were all sorts of color and sizes.


I have no idea what these caterpillars will turn into. This is something I need to research some more. But, for now I just will enjoy the different patterns.


This past week, I showed what Harford Glen had to offer. This week, I will seek out what the Mariner Point Park has to show us.

Fawn Scare

Walking down a path by the stream, I was startled by a movement in the bushes. Out popped a fawn that I had accidentally scared. Of course, the fawn scared the wits out of me as well. The grassy area was so high that it was too hard to see the fawn. But she kept an eye on me all the while, until I took another step and off she went leaving me to see her tail bobbing along.

This is not the first time that I was startled by a fawn. Last year as I walked the same path, I came across another one drinking from the water. For a good five minutes we both just stared at each other. I was afraid to move for fear that I would scare him. He was afraid to move, properly thinking that I was going to attack.


I wish there was a way that I can let these babies know that I am not out to hurt them. One thing is for sure. They sure know how to put a fawn scare in me. I need to be more quiet as I go down the path by the stream.