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....
Last night, Gracie flew from a perch on the floor, to my H’s gloved hand – almost 17 feet. Great progress! He gets up bright and early each morning to spend time with her, again at lunch and late into the evening. It’s exciting to start to see the...
At breakfast this morning, my husband explained that Gracie, while perched on his gauntlet (glove), stood on one leg, but the other leg was suspiciously suspended in midair. It was 5:00 in the morning, he was sleepy, and for the briefest of moments, he...
Received txt msg from H at 7:12 a.m.: She got the carpet, slice. If u have can u bring carpet clnr? Pls LU Since Gracie graced our home, I’ve only just peeked in the doorway of the “hawk” room, not wanting to startle her. But this morning, my H...
As the next few weeks are a critical time of bonding and introducing Gracie to the world of man, my H spent almost the entire day with her. She seems to be relaxing more and more in his presence, but she is still a wild animal. He said it takes time and...
Husband and hawk survived their first evening together. They sat in a darkened room with just a sliver of light to see eachother with. She was perched on his arm for about 4 hours. He fed her two little white mice that were at the end of a skewer and said it was a...
So, this is how it went: 6:30 a.m. husband and brother meet up to go trapping 10:47 a.m. txt message received: 1220 gram-ish 1:39 p.m. txt message received: boy 4:56 p.m. arrive home with a Redtail hawk What that means (I had to call to get the juicy details), is that...
Well, it’s the “night before,” once again. No luck last week, but there are high hopes for catching a hawk this weekend. Preparations are again being made – the trap, the bait, the location and where to meet up. Further details to come! If...
After a long weekend spent roaming the countryside, the adventuresome crew caught a kestrel, which my husband’s sponsor will take home and “man,” which means, “To acclimate a bird to your presence. A bird is said to be “well manned”...
It’s the night before. My husband is preparing for an early start tomorrow (5:45 Saturday a.m.) as finally, after months of studying to pass the exam, the building of the mews, inspections and paperwork, it’s that time…to trap a hawk. I made some...
