One of my favorite things about spring is watching all the plants and flowers come up. I can never remember exactly what we planted where, and what it looks like. So it’s like a surprise every year.
vinegar cure?
strike
the Susan bowl
observer
shadow art
recycling
wild wildlife
As posted on Facebook, a hawk was successful in procuring some lunch this afternoon. When we went out to see if he was still around, he was gone but his leftovers were still there, with a trail of rabbit fur leading up to it. It didn’t look like the hawk had actually eaten much, but I didn’t really check that closely