Weekends are usually the same as every other day for me, except that I am not on FD’s work schedule, meaning I do not get up quite as early to prepare breakfast and open up the storage building where our vehicles are stored, and unlock the front gate before he heads to work. This morning … More Hear Me Roar!
Monday morning of this past week, I set out early to the pecan orchard property to cut a few Siberian Elm limbs and some cat brier for Emma and Ronnie deer. In the distance along the old river channel dike, I saw the dead coyote that FD shot Saturday, still intact, hanging on the fence. I … More Harvesting Acorns and Keeping Watch
Emma and Ronnie healed fairly quickly after they ran themselves into the deer pen fences nearly two weeks ago. Ronnie’s ripped nostril continued to dry, then crack and bled again for a few days. And finally by the weekend, new, pink skin formed and the wound healed over. Somehow, the broken antler nub welded back onto … More Time of Healing
Sunday started out much like so many other weekend days. After a simple breakfast, FD was off early to do a little work in the pecan orchard, and I took the electric buggy to the woods to fetch cat brier and elm branches for orphaned fawns, Emma and Ronnie, to feast on. It was a beautiful, … More Comfort Came To Visit