Return to Spring Creek Llama Ranch

The gorgeous ranch where I grew up.  My how I wish I could live here forever.

Green pastures and meadows.

Leaves are just starting to come out.

Goddard, our trusty old retired pack llama.

Daffodils along the driveway.

Flowers blooming in front of the house.

Lots of pretty flowers.

Looking out back into the forest.

A humming bird sitting on the feeder.

My kitty sister, Poofy!

She’s a great cat.  I miss seeing her all the time.

A Walk Around the Farm and Forest

 Looking out into the pastures below my parents’ barns.

 Llamas coming for a closer look.

 


 

 

 

  The railroad trestle.

 

 The creek was flowing right along.

 

 

 A big maple tree.

 The trestle through the trees.

 Looking up through the woods.

 An old bottle in a small creek tributary. 

 A small waterfall.

 

 

 Tree ferns on an old rotting log.

 Poofy trying to have me pet her while I was trying to take a photo of her.

 

 In the back acreage.

 Looking out into the Willamette Valley above Rex Hill Vineyard.

 Looking down toward Chehalem Valley.

 

Photo Rig, Poofy, and a Real Rig

This is the setup I used to take the time-lapse video in my car yesterday.  I setup a tripod weighted down with a gallon water jug.  It worked pretty well although my old trusty Canon S60 can’t take photos quite fast enough to make a good driving time-lapse.

 

Surprisingly, no one looked at me funny while I drove up the road to Newberg.

 

I assert this is the cutest, most adorable kitty in the world.  I want to steal Poofy from my parents farm and bring her to Corvallis.  She works for her food, too.  My parents have an incredibly clean floor from her dust mop abilities.

 

Coming back to Corvallis last night, I saw this guy driving down the road in an old fixed-up car.  He only had one very dim tail light that didn’t seem to be wired to his brakes.  No turn signals.  No hand signa