Randomly Yours

Traffic in the town of Glen

A really pretty farm on the way over to Coby.
They have an amazing sugar bush

Amish corn shocks

Inside door knob sitting porch

Outside door knob sitting porch

Before and after the mockingbird

Just a few pictures from a road trip yesterday and a couple of door knobs. Everybody takes pictures of door knobs, right? Also before and after the mockingbird worked over an apple on the sitting porch.

Home again, home again, how bout that driveway?!

Farms Keep NY Green

Last week World Dairy Diary (which is fast becoming the go-to place for breaking news on the dairy industry) posted a great video about dairy farming put out by people who know the real story about dairying. This week they have a post about the billboards which are being placed here to tell the truth about our business.

And it is the truth. Despite the absurd price situation they are facing right now, farmers across the state and the nation are doing anything thing they can to stay on the land and keep their animals. Some simply can't, but quitting is a tremendous, life-altering heartbreak. I thank the New York Animal Agriculture Coalition for the campaign and WWD for keeping me informed about it. See both the billboards and the video at the NYAAC site.

BTW, Senator Charles Schumer, accompanied by Kirsten Gillibrand and a number of other senators, followed through on a promise made to farmers at a local meeting, which Liz and I attended a short time ago. If you read my post about that meeting you will see a little John Deere back pack, which accompanied the cutest farm boy you could imagine. His mom, with whom my kids did dairy judging and dairy quiz bowl over the years, asked the senator to find a way to provide foreclosure protection for farmers akin to that being offered to homeowners.
Schumer said he would look into it.
Apparently he did so and I thank him for it. Farms are falling like dominoes around here and believe me, Northview is far from immune to what is happening. It costs roughly $16 to make 100 pounds of milk (around 11 gallons). We are getting paid around $9. I don't care how many cows you own, that is a losing proposition. We love our cows and our land. We want to keep doing what we do. I hope we can.

***(Liz talked to a kid in Texas yesterday about dairy farming down there. He told her there isn't a cow left for miles around, due partly to the price situation and partly to drought. Empty buildings and pastures everywhere. Beef farmers aren't in a much better situation there either. This is a crisis. Growing food is not something you just walk out and do. There is a tremendous amount of knowledge involved in care of the land and the creatures. America's farmers are aging fast. If they can't make a living and pay their mortgages and raise their families they are going to quit. The Soviet Union is still importing huge quantities of food because they killed their farmers and put people who didn't know how on the land. Zimbabwe is suffering a crisis of staggering proportions because they killed or displaced their farmers and put people who didn't know how in their place. I hope this nation learns from their experience. Before it is too late....which may be sooner than expected.)

The Birds are Back

Yesterday was another wild one. We had about every kind of weather they make for late winter here in NY.
The sun shown.
It rained.
It snowed.
It was cold and dark.
The sun came out again. Our little creek could be heard from the house as it enthusiastically moved melt water downhill.

The stove needed some TLC around noon so I went out with some assorted kindling material (denim scraps from quilting burn quite enthusiastically). As I stood in front of it amid drizzle and flakiness I heard a sweet singer, first of his kind for the year. Normally a few song sparrows hang around all winter. For the past several years a very tame one rummaged round the heifer barn yard, singing right at us from the fence as we walked by and fluttering out from under the truck right at our feet. However, this year I haven't seen one since maybe last November. I think the tame one may have died or moved along, because the one singing at the stove was different. Lighter colored with a much different song. However, it sang from the same perches as the old one and seemed to want to cheer me up, as it circled right around me, trying out trees and bushes for a new sound stage.

From behind the hill I could hear hundreds of red winged black birds, the biggest flock yet this year (and only the second one I have seen or heard). They set up a din back there as long as I was moving logs and shoveling ashes.

Geese are back too. I think this is the first recent winter that even the resident geese were forced to move south as I haven't seen any in months. There are still only a handful, a gaggle here, a pair there, but I am sure before long there will be thousands. Soon we will have robins, although they seem to show up quite late here on the south side of the river. This is kind of a hard time of year, trying to get by with only one tractor and praying that it doesn't get stuck (no way to tow it out.). Calving is starting so Liz won't be getting much sleep, although the boss will do the midnight checks and she will nap daytimes. Milk prices are so bad I have never seen worse. Four farms off our truck are out of business now and another neighbor sold out to the Amish.

The birds don't care. They are burning their bridges and getting ready to nest, devil take the weather. Maybe they know something we don't.

Global warming here at Northview Farm.
And here is a good post on the topic at Carpe Diem. Be sure and check out the comments.

Wild Weekend (no not that kind)

The Tower

What a weekend we had here at Northview! Saturday started out pleasantly warm and calm with a few sunny breaks in general cloudiness.
Outdoors was the place to be.
I dug out the door of Nick's run so he soon can get some exercise without endangering the old sheep and channeled some running water away from the back porch.

Probably not what you expect to see in Upstate NY,
but Liz says ice floes are building up against the bridge in town...

Then just after the sun went down a BIG thunderstorm hit. Alan and I were on the bridge when lightning flashed bright pink all around us. He hit the dirt, as he is terrified of it (with good reason) and I almost tossed my umbrella.

It was pouring.

Remember the three feet of ice on the bridge and in the barnyard? It was deep enough to channel the entire flow of water off the barnyard and probably some off the hill right in through the barn doors. Water was running across the floor into the gutters several inches deep and flowing out onto the platform and into the milkhouse. The girls started milking while Alan and I went out to shovel, scrape, scoop and dam (and damn) with assorted tools, up to and including the skid steer.

Eventually we got the flood diverted and the water indoors receded to where it didn't quite reach the cow beds.

Outside the big windows, looking in

When we went back inside Crunch was loose and running up and down the manger bawling and fighting all the cows who were still locked up.

Chaos.

Insanity.

She is a big cow and she was enjoying herself immensely so it took us a few minutes to get her locked back up.
Then the boss showed up innocently wondering why we were so far behind. We wasted no time in informing him about all that had gone on in his absence.
We did not get out of the barn until really late Saturday night.

Then Sunday morning the vacuum pump malfunctioned so I missed my morning off. I should probably be disgruntled, but I am so grateful to be warm! The sun is shining and it is nice enough to go out and chop up the crispy carcass of the Christmas tree and burn it up in the outdoor stove....great fun....and to take photos of how different everything looks with the snow melting fast.

Still more ice. I took these from the lawn and the river is quite a ways away so...

Sunday Stills...moi

The Sunday Stills challenge this week is self portraits. I am allergic to having my picture taken, really, really, really hate it, so you won't see many photos of me around. I almost blew off this assignment or cooked up some clever way around it...like maybe a tastefully decorated paper bag. However, early one morning, I looked in the mirror and thought...well, this is about as good as it is going to get. So here it is...moi

Blind, Deaf and KindaTippy

But at fourteen he's still quite a Mike

Cow Tax Bill in Congress

A sensible bill cosponsored by a New York Senator. Whaddayaknow....

Some Story

At the time this story took place we followed it avidly. Jeff King became and has remained my favorite musher, largely because of his interaction with this valiant local boy.

King of Heart

Herding Cats

Thanks to Moos for this one.

Wall o' Water

But not the tomato kind

Dairy Farmers Care

I had heard these spots were out and I thank World Dairy Diary for this commercial showing our side of the story. There are billboards too, or so I have heard.

The Marvelous Market

I have to write the Farm Side practically from scratch this morning, so I will offer you a link to a thought-provoking article on what is fast becoming one of my favorite blogs.

I thank my good friend, Numberwise, for pointing me to Carpe Diem, where you will find this post:
The Forgotten Daily Miracles of the Market.

I learn new things every day reading Carpe Diem. The insight into what is really going on in the economy, rather than the latest terror story intended to persuade us that the government is going to fix everything and give us milk and honey forever and ever amen, is quite comforting.

Irony at its Most Ironic

A chilly standoff in the Capitol and another at Northview

It is five degrees here at glamorous Northview Farm, way below (like about 20 degrees or more) the statistical norm for the season and the region. It has been cold like this almost every day since mid December and even November was outstandingly cold and nasty. This is not just a little anomaly here, this is one danged cold winter. The cows didn't even start shedding until well into February, when normally about the second week in January the hair starts flying. Every once and a while it actually gets warm enough here (indoors that is) to feel comfortable and we wonder why we suddenly feel so relaxed. It is sort of intense to be chilled most of the time......

Therefore this story just tickles my sense of irony all to heck. Global warming my foot...my blue, frozen, never out of double wool socks foot....

Trent Loos Does it Again

Here is a great article by Trent Loos on the Stimulus Plan and horse husbandry, which have more in common than you might imagine.

Wish Us Well

I hope you will wish us well today. We have to get the pigs over to be processed and haul a cow and a heifer to the sale. This is usually not such a big deal, but the ice is so bad the dog even fell down and had to be helped to safety. It is like living on an ice floe on the ocean or something. The guys sanded as best they could yesterday but.....

Sunday Stills Motion

Chickadees are always in motion

Seems as if our resident skunk is too

Kashette was busy this day

This week's Sunday Stills is motion. You woul think everything would be frozen in place around here this time of year, but a few things were on the move.


Believe it or not even this spider was moving right out....He was in the center of the skunk track area above when I spotted him. I though it would be fun to pick up the hunk of snow he was sitting on to take a close up. Hah! He jumped off my hand like a rocket. I tried five times before I realized that he wasn't interested in posing for anything that included the word still. When I left he was hustling across the snow going who knows where and going there in a hurry. Who knew that spiders ran around on the snow on sunny days?

Panning for Gold

In the dining room

With paper plates

Break up and the Farm Show

Beautiful downtown Syracuse, home of more red lights
than certain districts in the old days. That is a green one you see there,
but we didn't see many others.

We visited the NYS Farm Show yesterday. The show itself was very nice. I will try not to complain too long about the parking guys filling the farthest out lots first...2 miles away. About the insane shuttle bus driver. Standing up with camera, jackets, etc. in hand on a school bus with a death wish.
Pot holes.
Corners on two wheels. Praying not to land in the lap of the poor little Mennonite kid in the seat I was clinging to.
Walking all the way back after doing the show, because the buses were all parked. (I think it was a plot.)


No, I won't whine about that stuff any more than I have to. We talked to lots of very nice salesmen, who who were very generous with samples of a number of probiotic products that I can't wait to try. When a cow digests her feed via rumination it is really a lot of little bugs, microbes if you will, doing the job. When conditions get out of balance in her rumen, due to feed issues, or calving or who knows what, those bugs sometimes die, making it tough for the cow to process her lunch. Probiotic products put a new set of bugs on board so she can break down her groceries. We already use a couple of such products, but it will be interesting to try these new ones. We have a lot of calving coming up and so will have a lot of fresh cows needing extra attention.





I took a couple of through-the-windshield, slashing rain, howling wind and dark and gloomy conditions type photos on the trip. Below is the ice on the river beginning to break up. Experts are predicting a serious flooding situation when it finally warms up enough to move that ice and I suspect they are right.

We are driving on about three feet of compressed ice on our barn road. It has been such a cold winter that almost none of it has melted and our big concrete walkway that is about a foot above the driveway hasn't been seen in months. When all that is on the river and all the snow and all the many places where the ground is covered in that much ice all melt, I expect it to be pretty noticeable.



Despite being footsore from the hiking, the show was fun. Glad we went. Even more glad to be home.

Customer Appreciation

This week's Farm Side Friday

I Was Followed

Off to the stove.

Not a bad job in this weather, what with the sun shining and water tinkling off the roofs and cardinals and blue jays and gold finches livening things up all over the place.

Then I heard soft, sneaky footsteps behind me.

The stalker.

I don't know why she thinks she needs to keep an eye on me.

Trent Tomlinson

Is about as nice a guy as you could meet....the girls and I met him last summer and he acted more like the guy next door than a major country singer.

He played this song at the Vermont State Fair concert and we loved it the first time we heard it. Now he has released it on MySpace video so you can hear it too.
Go ahead, take a listen...the top one is a slide show with studio audio and the lower is live.



Trent Tomlinson - That's How It Still Oughta Be - Live Video


Trent Tomlinson - That's How It Still Oughta Be (Slideshow)

New Slow Moving Vehicle Laws

According to a press release from the Commissioner of Agriculture, NY's SMV laws have changed thusly...
(Wonder if they are going to enforce Amish compliance with these.)

"The following is a summary of three new laws, as well as lighting requirements that pertain to slow moving vehicles. For the exact language of the new laws, please refer to the New York State Vehicle and Traffic Law at http://public.leginfo.state.ny.us/menuf.cgi.

New York State Vehicle and Traffic Law Section 100, paragraph (d): The law now pertains to every agricultural tractor, self-propelled implement of husbandry, and towed, mounted or semi-mounted implement of husbandry. “Implement of husbandry” means a vehicle designed or adapted exclusively for agricultural, horticultural or livestock raising operations or for lifting or carrying an implement of husbandry.

New York State Vehicle and Traffic Law Section 375, subdivision 36, paragraph (b): Farm machinery and implements of husbandry designed to operate at 25 mph or less, traveling on a public highway during day or night, whether self-propelled or used in combination, shall each separately display a slow-moving-vehicle emblem as specified by law. The previous law required an SMV emblem on either the tractor or the vehicle being towed, but not both.

New York State Vehicle and Traffic Law Section 376, subdivision 1, paragraph (a): It is unlawful to operate, drive, or park self-propelled agricultural equipment on any public highway or street during the period from one-half hour after sunset to one-half hour before sunrise and during other times as visibility for a distance of 1,000 feet ahead of or behind such agricultural equipment is not clear, unless such agricultural equipment is equipped with approved lamps that are lighted and in good working condition.

Lighting Requirements for Self-Propelled Agricultural Equipment: When lighting is required, all self-propelled agricultural equipment shall also be equipped in accordance with New York State Vehicle and Traffic Law’s lighting requirements, which are as follows:

§ Head lamps: must be two white lights on the front of the equipment, at the same level and as far apart as practicable

§ Tail lamps: must be one red light at the rear of the equipment and as far to the left as practicable
§ Combined hazard warning and turn signal lamps: must be two amber lights at least 1.1 meters (or 42 inches) high at the same level, as far apart as practicable, and visible from both the front and rear

§ Rear reflectors: must be two red lights at the rear of the equipment, at the same level, and as far to the left as practicable."

By all means check the website about these laws. The above is taken straight from the press release and I don't know how much more there may be on this.

Here is another quote,

"In 2007, there were 59 accidents involving SMVs that resulted in 17 personal injuries in New York State. Farm equipment usually moves 25 miles per hour (mph) or less in areas where the speed limit may be posted at 55 mph, leaving little time for approaching traffic to react. According to the National Safety Council, roadway collisions that involve farm vehicles on U.S. roads total more than 15,000 per year. More than two-thirds of those collisions involve the farm vehicle being hit from behind and over 90 percent occur in the daylight and on dry roads. Usually, when a fatality occurs, the victim is the tractor operator.

Slow Moving Vehicle emblems must always be kept clean and must be replaced when faded. It is illegal to use SMV emblems as driveway or mailbox markers, which can confuse the meaning of the SMV emblem and lead to its loss of effectiveness as a warning device.

For questions about the New York State Vehicle and Traffic law or the changes to the law that went into effect this year, contact your local New York State Police Troop Traffic Section.":

Love is in the Air

Ah, spring! Step onto the porch take a deep breath (heck take a tiny little gasp) and you are met with a solid wall of it. It is kind of like getting hit in the head with an olfactory brick. Or maybe stepping on a rake handle and feeling all the ouch in your nose. Kinda sorta stomach-clenching, brain-numbing, beyond imagining fragrant spring air.
It creeps into the kitchen causing Liz and me to look up in puzzlement. What the heck is that?

Then the penny drops. We now watch the dogs very extra carefully and subject every kitty that crosses our path to a heightened level of scrutiny before proceeding, progressing or bending to pet.

Despite the fact that the only green things are spruce trees and house plants. Despite the ice gripping the ground and making every step a pending peril. Despite temperatures dropping into the very low teens every night. Despite the fact that the calendar and every other sense says that it is still winter, our noses tell us otherwise.
He's back......

Mephitis mephitis, skunk on the loose. To him this is the season of love. To us, well, we just wish he would move along.



****Update, other topic.... Jan at Poodle and Dog had these links to just how Humane the Humane Society of the US really is....you need to read them. Thanks for keeping us up to date on this stuff, Jan!

Hopeful

Faint Promises

Two days ago I stood on the back porch waiting for the dogs. The old dogs can go out pretty much unsupervised now, although Mike will get in the compost bin and eat apple peelings if you don't keep half an eye on him.
However, Nick will go after the old sheep if you don't watch him, so I do.
(This morning a cottontail rabbit got up right under his feet when he went out the door. Of course he gave chase. I called his name and said, "That'll do," and he stopped instantly, practically tipping over in his tracks, and turned right around and went back to tending to business. That is good boy type stuff, to come right off the chase without a backward glance. I was proud of him.)

Anyhow on that coupla days ago noon time I closed my eyes as I stood there rejoicing in the sun. (It is sometimes hard to see with the snow howling by and all, but it really is getting just a little bit higher over the horizon now.) I let it beat on my face turning the light behind my eyelids bright red, almost as if it were a summer day, and it felt GOOD. Did you ever do that when you were a little kid? Point your face at the sun with your eyes closed and look at all the reds and purples that you see and feel that blissful warmth? There was just enough of a breeze (as opposed to a frozen gale) blowing to tug at my hair that day that made feel me like walking right out and starting on the garden.




It was the most peaceful, yet invigorating moment that has come my way in many moons. A faint promise that finer seasons are on the agenda and may, in fact, show up soon.




However, yesterday a snippy little storm blew in, setting all the slush like concrete again, and spitting a couple more inches of snow all over everything, so a walk to the barn is fraught with real peril. And the wind is snarling around the house likie a werewolf, nothing balmy or promising about it today. It is February still and it still feels like it, and looks like it, but I sure am grateful for that little taste o' spring the sun allotted me the other day.


And on the bad days, breakfasts like this take some of the sting away. (Thanks Liz).
Homemade waffles with maple syrup from the north facing woods down past the barn. What's not to like?

Sunday Stills, Architecture

This is the Montgomery County Old Courthouse, built in 1836. It was a nasty day when I got over to town...it had just stopped snowing, but you can still see that it is quite a place.



For more Sunday Stills.....

That's Just Dovey

Quite early this morning, before the sun was even over the horizon. Guess the birds were hungry after the very cold night.

NY Cheese Plant Suspended

CONTACT: FOR RELEASE:

Jessica Chittenden Immediately, Friday

518-457-3136 February 20, 2009

STATEMENT FROM AGRICULTURE COMMISSIONER PATRICK HOOKER
Regarding the Suspension of the Ahava Cheese Plant in Ogdensburg

“Today, the New York State Department of Agriculture and Markets suspended the operating permit of Ahava of California, which operates a cheese manufacturing facility in Ogdensburg. The suspension was based on inspections of the plant and samples of the plant’s products, which showed that continued operation and distribution of its products could pose a serious danger to the public’s health, safety and welfare.

“It is unfortunate that one of our dairy processing facilities is suspended from operation, however recent inspections found its products to have excessive levels of bacteria and coliform, as well as containing non-food grade oil. In addition, Ahava’s facility and equipment are in extreme disrepair, posing further potential contamination.

“The action taken today is effective immediately and stops all cheese processing and distribution at the Ogdensburg plant. Department inspectors have already seized over 25,000 pounds of cheese unfit for consumption, and all other product will be held until a determination is made that it is not adulterated. While Ahava only sold its products in bulk, the Department is committed to identifying any retail outlets that may have received Ahava products to assure the safety of the product.

“Since all operations at the Ogdensburg plant are currently suspended, we have notified the New York State Department of Labor of the possible job loss. The Department of Labor will take steps to provide services to all impacted employees.”

***This is a press release from the Commissioner of Agriculture

Pardon My Skepticism

I still believe that putting the national animal disease laboratory in Kansas among millions of hoofed animals is nuts. Keep it out in the ocean at Plum Island, where disease has been successfully contained for decades. As far as I am concerned this is all about a boost for state economy with no concern for animal safety.

Here is what happened in Great Britain when a disease lab was placed among farm animals.

And here is Farm Side Friday

And here is an interesting story about Anthrax immunities in dairy products potentially offering a vehicle for vaccine delivery.

We are fishing in the wrong place

That is all there is to it. Grabbed this from Joce at Tillaboro Orchard. Do watch it all the way to the end, because it just gets better and better (or worse and worse, depending on how you feel about fish.)









Alan, this one's for you....we have to find out how to do this! (Dibs on the hockey helmet, you can use the chainsaw one.)

What Do You Do in the Winter?

You get on committees.
And go to committee meetings.


Run to WalMart in snowstorms. Drive carefully and be thankful that everyone else is also doing so for a change.

You lose a longtime family friend and miss the funeral because no one gets the paper. (This was a friend of the boss, one of his many year's bowling buddies and auction going cohorts. We only found out that he passed because the boss asked me to look up who was at the funeral home today. He feels horrible about missing the funeral!)


Take pictures of bark (after all we live near the Adirondacks and word is that the Indian word means "barkeater" in reference to the limited menu during long hard winters there).




Photograph white-throated sparrows through the grubby kitchen windows in lousy light....but you CAN see the trademark yellow nares.




And find owls in the backyard. It was almost dark, but this one, a barred owl I think, let Liz walk right up to him and only flew when she tripped...thus when Blogger gets over its recent moodiness and she can log into and post on BuckinJunction, she will have better pictures than mine....cause I stayed down on the porch.



****This bird photographin' thing must be contagious because now we practically jostle each other as we race out to take pictures of whatever has landed in the yard.

Wordless Wednesday

Winter Singers

I love the wheezy, breathless calls of the titmice, like chickadees with pack a day habits. Their sound is so compelling to me that I have to force myself not to go to the window to watch them whenever I hear them. (They hang around all day so I wouldn't get much done if I did.)



Yesterday I was trying for some good pictures of them. They are much wilder than the chickadees, thus harder to photograph. As I was standing under the big Colorado blue spruce, freezing my hands and hoping I blended in a bit, the most beautiful blue jay call I had ever heard rang out behind me. It was so clear and sweet and melodious, it just filled me with delight. I marveled that a bird could sound so harmonious. I didn't turn around because I didn't want to spook the titmice, but I did wonder that it came so close. Jays leave the minute I go outside as a general rule.

Then the singer flew right over my head and obligingly perched right over my head.
What a lovely blue jay!
Not.

Later, as I stood on the porch waiting for the dogs to do their thing, another set of calls rang out. Maybe fifteen red winged blackbirds flew right past the porch, chinking to beat the band. I was so excited I sang out, "Blackbirds!" and startled them so badly they turned around and headed back the way they came. We had just been remarking that morning that we hadn't seen any yet ...and there they were. We take our signs of pending spring any way we can get them.

Senator Charles Schumer Dialog with Dairy Farmers

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Was held yesterday where my kids attend college. Liz and I drove down to listen to the good senator offer his views on solutions for today's dairy pricing melt down and to allow farmers to offer their input on what would be the best course.

It was a good meeting and I was favorably impressed with Mr. Schumer. He clearly really understood milk pricing and farming and knew many farmer spokesfolks by their first names. I liked him a lot more than I expected to and I have always felt that he made a real effort to do well for farmers.

Anyhow, the meeting will be the focus of this week's Farm Side, which I must write today because I have another meeting tomorrow (it is farmer meeting season).

One of the highlights of the meeting was enjoying the cutest little farmer baby you ever saw. We know his family from Dairy Bowl and college and all and he was just a little cutie! He sat right in front of Liz and me and we flirted shamelessly with him through a good part of the meeting.

And his mama had the world's best diaper bag.

The practical, yet chic farm kid diaper bag.

Doomsayers Unite

Or untie...whatever.

This is an interesting George Wills column on things that didn't happen and others that probably won't happen, but the powers that be want you to worry about them.

The Law of Doomsaying

HT to Carpe Diem

Where is it?

I am betting some of you will know where these photos were taken. Alas, I was not there and did not take them. Rather my youngest brother and his wife, the weavers, took these when they were near a place where he was drilling to stabilize some earth...that is what he does by the way when he is not farming or weaving...he drills holes for concrete and grout to stabilize stuff, including the subway tunnel where the World Trade Center once stood.



****Update, I KNEW I had seen this building before! When Matty sent it to me it looked so familiar. Today I went searching for where I had seen it. I haven't been to the state in question since about 1973. If you want to know the answer to the question of where it is, go here......and little bro, not so long ago you were not so very far from on of my favorite bloggers!

He uses this thing, (although the trailer is not supposed to be broken like that.)



If you know where these were taken, state, city, general locality (there are two) or anything, leave an answer in the comments if you wish.

****Except for the drill these are Florida pictures taken around St Augustine and at White Springs Florida. I recognized the store right away and had to search Pure Florida to find the other picture where I had seen it before.