Hubby is a mixture of both. He sees my talents, efforts, and energy through rose-colored glasses. He works with a group of community-minded folks that have passion, some have money and even a very few have connections and power. They want to save their little portion of the bay through restoration efforts. This also includes an education component and they have been able to contact at least FIVE schools from elementary, to high school to vocational tech, to help participate in these efforts. Recently, after some arm twisting on hubby's part telling me I worked so well with children, I volunteered at one of the elementary schools to help a STEM class with hands-on work with data collection on oyster shells counting oyster spat that about 6 adult volunteers and teachers brought to the class. The kids were intuitive, smart and well-behaved and it was a fun afternoon. Not sure what they really learned as scientific data collection is a long term effort in reality, but we found a lot of interesting wildlife on the oyster shells when we removed them from the aquarium. An elderly lady, my age, ran the effort and did a great job.
|Oysters we sometimes eat over the winter that hang out in cages under our dock...the only photo I have of oysters.|
The second meeting was last night and plans got a bit more solidified and filled up a calendar for the next few months. They (only five attended this time) were suggesting we needed a chair for this group. Everyone (some still worked full time) were shifting eyes and were too busy. They looked at me and one suggested if I had time. Well, I was not born yesterday, and I immediately explained that I was coming way late to this group, did not have the experience and connections they needed, and would be willing to volunteer at events, but NOT coordinate anything. I looked directly at the gal that had invited me, an elderly woman, one of those dynamic movers and shakers. She had the honesty to look down and make some notes. (I am sure hubby had praised me to her!)
Hubby and she ended up being co-chairs. Hubby has NO time for this, but that is his problem.
There was an after meeting of a much larger group (fishermen) to which hubby belongs, so I took my car and headed home. While watching the last episode of Hinterland, hubby returned and talked about someone at the second meeting.
He asked if I remembered a person who joined the group late and sat across the table and I said, "No." Well, this person is a really good nature artist and donates lovely water bird paintings to the auction/money raising effort that the fishermen/conservation group holds annually. I have seen them. I guess the fellow was out that morning with his camera trying to get some good bird photos as references for his artwork and came back without anything useful and complained to my husband.
Hubby immediately told him we had Canvas Back ducks in the river last week and that I got some
This morning I went through a bunch of waterbird photos taken over the years and will email the chap two of them explaining that as he gets to know my husband better he will realize that he exaggerates a bit.
|This is the photo that I took last week.|
Below is a better photo that I took many years ago.
(To add insult to injury, last week my DSLR broke and I had to send it out for an expensive repair. I put my telephoto on another smaller older DSLR that I own and in a few hours the telephoto broke! In all fairness, this equipment is over 12 years old and while I am careful with it, it does see a lot of outdoor use.)