My freezer, which once held the bounties of nature and pre-packaged delights, has forever changed. No longer is it a place to freely inspect, to gleefully rummage or to speculate about its hidden wonders. Where once I moved confidently and boldly in this frozen...
Well, it’s official. Until now, Gracie had been a bit of a mystery to our dogs and myself, but now it’s a whole new level of real. Most of the time she’s been in a dimly lit room with my H, just he, she and ESPN spending some good quality bonding...
As an aspiring blogger, devotee of the english language (grammar not included) and lover of lexicons, the skill of the poet is much admired in my heart. I found this delightful little poem and hope that you enjoy it as much as I did. A Barred Owl by Richard Wilbur...
Ahh, the joys of country life… Nature Fresh mountain air Starry nights Old barns and… bats? My H was telling me of his progress with Gracie tonight in the barn. As a passing comment, he mentioned that there may have been a bat in the attic with them. It...
My husband is teaching Gracie to fly from the perch to his gauntlet. He fed her a little mouse for breakfast, which she quickly Houdini’d and I was able to catch on film. This is the first chance I’ve had to take some candid photos of her in the daytime....
