The dinosaur descendants in the backyard are excited about their second winter! When the weather gets cold enough to freeze the bowl of water, the under heater comes out. We trade these ladies compressed corn pellets for tiny packages of
The snow is back and the temperatures are dipping. Layers are pulled out of storage and you can smell the wood smoke in the air. The ground is covered in ice and every step is crunchy and slippery. The wind
When the kitty jumps up on the window ledge during golden hour, there is only one option.
Time for nesting and holding tight to the offspring of the future is here. Deep in biology, mama’s count eggs with anticipation. Hour upon hour, brooding over oblong spheres of yearning. Protecting carefully a constructed nests that envelope hopes and
Sifting through and pecking deep. Finding meaning in the mud. Birth after birth to feed the masses.