Greatly Missing Green

I certainly miss the green of spring and summer, and the colors of fall. Winter is so drab and lifeless. I’m not cold hardy, either, so my daily outside projects — other than refilling wild bird feeders, opening the chicken coop door in the early morning, changing frozen water containers, collecting eggs, and closing theContinue reading “Greatly Missing Green”

Domesticated Predators, Part 3: I Miss You, Scootch

This is sad. But it’s a lesson. Certainly to me. Maybe to whoever else reads this. Scootch liked me. And I liked her, despite my general indifference to cats. She was more like a dog than a cat. She would stay close and watch me when I was working outside, pounding on this and that,Continue reading “Domesticated Predators, Part 3: I Miss You, Scootch”