Peripatetic philomaths…focusing on what's really important, eating ethically and cleanly, fermenting, foraging/wildcrafting, practicing herbalism, and being responsible stewards of our land. Sharing our photos, musings, and learnings. Still seeking our tribe.
I was outside recently and an odd iridescence on the concrete of the patio caught my eye. Investigating it further, I discovered that it was a slug trail – something arguably quotidian, yet striking. Sadly, the photo doesn’t quite capture the trail’s true brilliance in the sunlight, but I saw it. And marveled.
The weather has been strange lately: it went from very cold and snowy to unseasonably warm (mid-70’s!) with severe winds and thunderstorms in the span of a few days. Around here, you just roll with it. Once it begins to warm – even for a brief spell – the plants awaken and the landscape greens rapidly.
We’re lucky to have many wild bird visitors here, including cardinals, blue jays, finches, doves, indigo buntings, kestrels, and hummingbirds. Last summer, barn swallows built a nest in the barn’s rafters and hatched babies.
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).