Toby and I love this time of year when we can hear the geese flying over and watch their beautiful Vs flying high up in the sky. We start watching about Thanksgiving time to hear their call to one another and get excited when they finally arrive. They seem to stay in about the same places from year to year and that is where they know there are crops and food for them to eat and they always remember the river, their source of water.
Updated: 2 months ago
Her number is 838, we call her June. We noticed her when we came home from summer pasture. It appeared that the summer had not been overly kind to her. She isn’t that old, five years old to be exact. We don’t know exactly what her problem is, but something is not quite right.
Updated: 2 months ago
My dad was a carpenter and an artist and a very skilled craftsman and he had a wonderful tool box. He had everything he needed to create beautiful things out of wood, and he knew exactly what tool he needed for each job he had to do.
Updated: 4 months ago
No one knows how long she has stood in the same spot. She’s looking a little tough these days. Some of her branches still produce a few leaves, and many of them don’t. Those that produce some cover have housed many a birds’ nest, and a quiet place for barn owls and hawks to silently watch what is happening.
Updated: 4 months ago