(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({ google_ad_client: "ca-pub-1163816206856645", enable_page_level_ads: true }); Northview Diary: Four Letter Word

Friday, November 13, 2015

Four Letter Word

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

4 comments:

Rev. Paul said...

It's 10° here this morning, and the ground's white with the snow that fell last week. This will be our condition, with temp fluctuations, until next April. I enjoy seeing what colors remain in your neck of the woods.

Terry and Linda said...

We are seeing lots and lots of hawks, all shapes and sizes. There seems to be more this year for some reason.

The Sandhill Cranes are now back.

Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
https://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com/sherlock-boomer
┊  ★

Cathy said...

Ahhhhhhh . . .. a little "puff of smoke" . .

Whew!!

Still . . . . our forecast calls for possible flurries :(

threecollie said...

Rev. Paul, you folks are hardier than I even want to be. lol Brrr......It feel cold today with the temp hovering just over freezing. We did have a few flurries though. lol

Linda, oh, how I envy you those cranes! Haven't seen one in over forty years.

Cathy, alas, it was flurrying here this morning.