On the Hunt
It’s in the air today, along with the gathering thunderclouds. Everyone around here is hunting for something.
Our Great Blue Heron is on the hunt for his lunch.

He seldom misses.

He’s snagged himself a nice fish.
Oh, there’s something else fishing there along the side of the pond!

Is it our Fisher (a weasel)?

Nope. I’d recognize that fluffy tail anywhere. Looks like Finn’s found some good hunting by the pond too.
Kiera and Wink are hunting for a … Read More


When I was young, I was quite shy and never liked drawing attention to myself. One of the ways this manifested was that I spoke very softly. My wonderful father was bothered by this trait and took it upon himself to remedy the situation. Anytime I spoke, he’d interrupt and insist that I speak more loudly.
I picked up Kiera late yesterday afternoon and she had a tough night. She’s doing much better this morning.
