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Some people find the unblinking stare of a cat unsettling, but it captures my imagination. It makes me think that the wheels are turning…that schemes are being concocted.
Or, perhaps, that he’s observing or contemplating something that tests the boundaries of human comprehension: multiverses, apparitions, the meaning of existence, free will versus determinism..?
Or maybe he’s just tracking dust motes or other miniscule objects that I simply can’t see.
What do you think is going on here?
The light was really striking this morning during our walk. It was in the 50’s when we were out, quite a change from the recent frigid temps brought by the polar vortex. It may be unseasonably warm, but this weather is definitely conducive to getting outdoors!
Do you like limericks? Me, too! And while they’re often, well…spicy, they can also just be good, clean fun.
The bitter cold is dangerous for animals, including wild ones. One morning, a small goldfinch hopped into the garage, seemingly seeking refuge from the frigid temperatures (it’s been in the negative double digits with wind chill).
You know it’s cold when it’s 4 degrees out – and feels like 3. After a beautiful full moon (a Super Blood Wolf Moon) last night, we’re also being treated to a vibrant sunrise.
There’s an interesting formation of ice crystals on a window…see it from slightly different angles and phases of sunrise:
I just don’t tire of the beauty of ice crystals. It may be bitterly cold out, but Nature always has a show ready!
Temperatures have been fluctuating lately, causing a cycle of freeze-thaw-freeze. When the mud hardens, we find evidence, like this, of animals stalking around the farm.
Any guesses as to what left its tracks?