Life on a family farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
Monday, December 04, 2017
Ice Fog
Walked out on the hill this morning and didn't see a single bird the whole way up and all the way down. I did HEAR a bunch and that counts too, but it was downright foggy out there. At least the mud was frozen so it wasn't so slippery as it has been.
I sang out several times as I walked along on the frozen leaves, "I'm not a deer, I'm not a deer"....I hoped that would deter anyone hunting on us from taking a sound shot and finishing me off....not that I have seen any tracks that I couldn't account for in the past couple of weeks. And I do wear bright orange, but you can't HEAR orange, unless of course you are ingesting illegal substances, which I suppose some of the less responsible among the deer hunters may indeed do.
Anyhow, it was pretty, if not so very birdy out there.
Just beautiful! Thanks for taking these photos and sharing them. And you were very smart to keep hollering. I carry a shrill whistle in deer-hunting season, and if I hear a shot nearby I blow that thing like crazy. I also wear a hot-pink coat.
6 comments:
I don't like fog so I just pretend it is a cloud
Some very pretty shots!
Cold can be beautiful :)
Just beautiful! Thanks for taking these photos and sharing them. And you were very smart to keep hollering. I carry a shrill whistle in deer-hunting season, and if I hear a shot nearby I blow that thing like crazy. I also wear a hot-pink coat.
Very pretty...very cold...and very Christmasy!
Is that the same as an hoar frost? I've only experienced it once and it is amazingly beautiful.
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