Living the Wildlife
Now I’ve seen a lot of wildlife here at the farm: deer, turkeys, possums, ground hogs, egrets, herons, coyotes, racoons, squirrels, eagles, armadillos (only in recent years), various snakes, Mallard ducks, geese, not many rabbits.
Locals tell of spotting black bears and they have Bigfoot-like photos to prove it.
Why Aren’t You in Bed?
But until this weekend, I’ve heard owls, but never seen one up close. Maybe that’s because our sleep patterns don’t coincide. But JC spotted one standing on the roof, actually on the gutter, staring into his bedroom window. From the photos, it looked like a young owl, perhaps one who’d gotten his days and nights mixed up.
An internet search showed him to be a Barred Owl, common in this neck of the woods as are the Great Horrn, Barn, and Screech Owls. The Barred is recognizable in the wild by it’s distinct sound. Not the typical hoot, but something that sounds like “who cooks for you.”
Hooters on the Roof; Quackers on the Pond
A View from Another Window
The most welcoming sight was the scattered patches of daffodils, forsythia, and rhododendron in the rock garden. The rhododendron had taken a beating from recent wind and rain, causing many of the fallen blossoms to form a colorful carpet along the stone walkway.
A Visit from the Easter Bunny
“Spring comes and so will happiness.
Life will get warmer.”