The air smelled crisp, with an undercurrent of damp earth, as we walked along the road on our morning walk, and then the dogs, noses in the air, dashed down to the quick running creek water.
It was well below freezing. Snow was falling fast, and from my kitchen window it looked as though a good three to four inches was already covering the wooden rocking chairs and table on the side deck.
It was well below freezing. Snow was falling fast, and from my kitchen window it looked as though a good three to four inches was already covering the wooden rocking chairs and table on the side deck.
"You can do this," I told him. "You can raise this baby and in time I will let him fly through the creek valley sky, and after he flies he will always return." I stood there. "We can do this," I told him. "We can do this."
"You can do this," I told him. "You can raise this baby and in time I will let him fly through the creek valley sky, and after he flies he will always return." I stood there. "We can do this," I told him. "We can do this."
I am glad that I learned how to care for my bird. It had occurred to me to simply chop off his head, but now I am thankful that I did not. The bill was well worth the learning, and as for next time ... I now know how to order the medications on line and administer them myself.
I am glad that I learned how to care for my bird. It had occurred to me to simply chop off his head, but now I am thankful that I did not. The bill was well worth the learning, and as for next time ... I now know how to order the medications on line and administer them myself.
We have been taking the horses for walks up and down the road on their leads, but we have been leaving the dogs behind. We thought it best to move slowly into our hopefully new routine of walking all six of us together.
We have been taking the horses for walks up and down the road on their leads, but we have been leaving the dogs behind. We thought it best to move slowly into our hopefully new routine of walking all six of us together.
No doubt about it. This old machine is one of my prized friends. She works as hard as I ask, and is always eager to get out and get the job done. I have never heard a complaint from my sweet, faded yellow, 580 D backhoe. I smiled as I headed up the hill to bake that pie.
No doubt about it. This old machine is one of my prized friends. She works as hard as I ask, and is always eager to get out and get the job done. I have never heard a complaint from my sweet, faded yellow, 580 D backhoe. I smiled as I headed up the hill to bake that pie.
We are building a passive solar, four-season greenhouse. The sheets of polycarbonate glazing lie stacked and ready. The metal frame lies scattered across the shop floor-like the pieces of a giant erector set, but putting together the actual greenhouse building does not seem to be the real challenge.
It could not have been a more perfect day to get the honey off of the hives. The morning was cool and there was only a slight chance of rain. I smiled to think that the occasional cloud would help to keep the afternoon relatively cool as well.
I woke up this morning to the rooster’s early call. It was not quite light out. I looked out of the loft window before I went downstairs. I paused. A gray fog was spilling through the trees, up the hill from the creek. The rooster called again. It seemed that the morning fog had dampened his call, but still, he was right. It was time to get moving.
