|The road that is not going to be taken...at least not today|
While hiding in the kitchen, pretending I don't have any work to do, for a minute I thought I saw some of that.....stuff....blowing across in front of the hill.
Thankfully it was just a little puff of smoke from the stove and wind-driven rain.
Which is bad enough.
|Not too early for tinsel|
It is snug and warm inside and cold and wet outside. Even the pup would prefer not to venture out there.
Then a hawk like a knife sliced past the window over the sink. Chickadees and Tufted Titmice scattered like chaff before a gale. One even bounced off the window...unharmed at least.
Then the thing swooped over the barn scaring the pigeons and panicking the rooster. Wow, what a large fierce bird. It flew off south, but I'll bet it will be back.
|How did this get way back in the Hickory Tree Field hedgerow?|
Meanwhile, last year on the 14th.
|Not much color left now|