Photo taken post walk
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?
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).
Every year, we find volunteer sunflowers growing somewhere on our property. The cause is easy to identify: the black oil sunflower seeds (BOSS) that we feed to the poultry and waterfowl get scattered around – sometimes even by wild birds – and those plucky seeds germinate. Seemingly in the blink of an eye, a radiant sunflower appears. And what’s cheerier than a sunflower?
When the volunteer grows late in the season, though, its chances for its seeds to reach maturity become slim. One late summer sunflower, with multiple funky little heads, did manage to produce seeds.
A second one that grew just weeks behind the first (above) succumbed to a killing frost. I found it frozen one morning when the temperatures had plunged overnight. I wish that one had made it to the finish line, too…but know it didn’t worry about the future – it just lived and grew, each day.
In Spring, I’ll plant some low-maintenance, smile-inducing sunflowers intentionally…but I bet a few volunteers will still pop up, too!
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?