Back in mid October, a week of spring-like weather settled into our area. As a result, a tornado hit town on a Sunday evening. The days that followed brought more storms and rain. It was good to see our rehabilitated deer return each evening, and also find our Rainy Day Punkin on the back porch … More A Pecan for the Road
In the days following my foiled attempt at finding clues after sighting a deer poacher on the neighboring property, I found myself keeping close to home. The weather had become cold and blustery, with occasional fog and drizzle, and I was anxious about continuing my investigation before the coming weekend when rifle season would open. … More Keeping a Low Profile
The sky was showing the first signs of light as FD headed off to work last Thursday morning. I generally walk him to our metal building where our vehicles are kept, and see him off to work each day. As I walked back through the building towards the house, I stopped by the electric buggy. … More Sunrise Hike to the River
I wondered how many times I had walked right past her before I noticed the spectacular web and her tiny, but colorful, black and yellow abdomen. She was the smallest female garden orb I had ever laid eyes on. There was no telling how many trips I made in a day, up and down the front … More Keeper of the Orbs
This past weekend, FD and I decided it was finally time to close the pool for the season. We were still enjoying the warm dog days of summer, but it was evident that autumn was just around the corner. Evenings were cooler now, and a few hints of fall color were making a splash in … More Nodding Off
I did not give much thought this past week about my plans for the week ahead. A cool front had moved through last Thursday, offering a reprieve from the unseasonably warm weather we had been having and a chance for rain. A ten-day forecast cited temperatures would not drop enough to end the miserable battle with … More Return To The Mist
While hiking home from the river last week, I took a little time to search for places to easily harvest cat brier for Emma and Ronnie deer. I have worked hard this year to forage for greens and browse so that their eating experience would be similar to that of fawns in the wild. Gathering acorns … More The Land Of Cottonwood And Cat Brier
Last week, I decided it was time for another venture to the river with my camera. Now that the milo fields on the river bottom had been harvested, and a recent downpour of rain had knocked some of the weeds down, I hoped it would be a good time to hike as the crow flies … More Hiking To The River As The Crow Flies
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. It … More Harvesting Acorns and Keeping Watch
On an overcast and calm Sunday afternoon in late September, I succumbed to the urge to go for a walk in the woodlands to the west. With my camera in tow, I crossed the barbed wire fence into the nearby pecan orchard and chose to follow the well-worn path of an animal trail along a fence line. I … More Walking An Ordinary Animal Trail
The arrival of autumn always leaves me a little blue. We closed up the pool in early September, just before the first leaves began falling from the trees. Our blissful days in the sun, floating on rafts and relaxing while listening to tropical music, were all just memories now. The birds had begun their migration, … More My First Gossamer Season!
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