Today being that post-Thanksgiving-pre-Christmas-better-get-shopping-for-everyone-on-your-list Day, I knew I needed to head out the door.
But I’m a postpone-it-as-long-as-you-can type of shopper and so I didn’t get as early a start as I probably should have because I just wanted to hang out at home for a while.
A few hours later, however, I decided to join the crowd because I was pretty sure that the best deals worth my time and money awaited.
And, of course, they did. First there was the well-chiseled Pileated Woodpecker tree with a sign indicating I could save up to 50%. Into the cart it went. I was thinking perhaps JinMe might like this on her mantel.
Surely Faith and Sara will enjoy this ice sculpture–that is really a bunch of hidden pictures. I won’t let on how cheap it was, but even if I did, I suspect they wouldn’t care because, after all, it’s the thought that counts.
For Pam, there was that one-of-a-kind bird nest decorated with curly wisps of paper birch bark and enhanced with an acorn. I know she loves a mystery and suspect she’ll enjoy trying to figure out who created such, cup-shaped and located in the crotch of maple sapling.
For the other Pam, I put a limited-supply pond-scape photograph on layaway. It will serve as a memory of that day long ago that we passed by a barn, followed the S turns on a snowmobile trail, crossed over a number of water bars, looked for the point when the trail started to feel like we were descending rather than ascending, found a hemlock grove (or did we?), and looked for a sign we never saw, but decided to bushwhack instead to the edge of a certain pond. I couldn’t afford the entire price of the photo today, but with weekly payments, I should be able to wrap it in time to place it under her tree.
Four hours of shopping later and I was done in, not being much of a shop-till-you-drop person. I have so many others on my list, but in due time I’ll again force myself to join the crowds and snag further discounts and get something to show my appreciation for all.
I was just about to head to the check-out when I learned of a limited-supply item. You rarely find brand new products on sale so soon after being released, but there it was, a bear nest in a beech tree, that spot where a bear sits high up in the tree and snaps the branches to pull it inward in order to dine on beech nuts. I knew I had to get it for Bob. He really wants a partridge in a pear tree, but I think this doorbuster sale will suffice. Or maybe it’s a treebuster doorbuster sale. 😉
I have cleared off a space.
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LOL. Santa will deliver it. Just listen for the reindeer on your rooftop 😉
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Very cute Leigh!! And you have the grosbeaks!!! 😎
” Yes, ‘n’ how many deaths will it take ‘til he knows that
too many people have died? “
Bob Dylan
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Fun memory of a fun day. And a bear tree for Bob! Who knew?!
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The Evening Grosbeaks (never seen one) and the bear’s nest (ditto) made my day.
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I wonder if there’s a bear nest on your land, M? We’ll have to search. Or maybe you already have done so 😉
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Is that really a BEAR”S nest?! Didn’t know they built them in trees. Wow.
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Ah, Jen. It’s called a nest, but as said in the blog, it’s not really a nest or den. Instead, it’s that spot in a beech tree where the bear sits and pulls the branches inward to reach the beach nuts. When looking for bear claw trees, we always look those that look a bit deformed above–thinking that a bear may have sat up in the canopy and dined. The “nest” was such a fun find. Thanks for asking about it and I hope this explanation helps. There were a bunch of broken branches on the ground below the tree. And if you look closely at photo, you can see where the branches are broken. 😉
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