As you know, I haven’t been writing here. I do keep a journal, and this year I decided to do something different. My 2021 journal is based on nature. I’ve written down the species and when they came back to the homestead. Some will stay for the season while others…
He’s early and he’s a welcome sight and sound. I stepped out onto the porch this morning to collect Penny’s food and milk dishes. It was warm and still and from the top of the dead spruce tree behind the stone fireplace, a robin singing. The first robin of spring…
Winter’s taken a noticeable turn. It’s quite lovely. The stone fireplace disappeared last week, unusually late in winter. I can see across the yard and field, beyond the high tunnels, to the edge of the forest by 5:15 am these days. A new solar light in the hen house means…
I knew the thieving rotten red fox was here thanks to photos on the game camera. Extra careful, birds not unattended, watching closely, looking out the windows often, but when I turned my back for 20 minutes, he attacked. 8:30 am. I went back to the house to get water…
In case I haven’t mentioned it, bear season is my favorite hunt. The work building up to opening day makes me appreciate the time I spend quietly waiting and watching for a bear. Watching a sow with twin cubs as I sat on the ground behind a six foot long…
We started prepping for bear hunting season in late August. My site had to be moved this year after discovering that “the bear” could see me through the woods. He’s a smart one, that bear I’ve been after for five seasons. Steve and I didn’t set up the new site…
Steve and I went out for the day yesterday to celebrate our wedding anniversary and came home with the experience of a bald eagle hunting ducks. What an interesting experience. I love Northeast Harbor so much I could live there. It’s nice to visit now and then. Our timing was…
It’s not that I can’t buy new plant pots. I buy quite a few. It’s that I love new-to-me old plant pots that I find in the woods on our homestead. I’m that 50something year old woman who still drags things home from the woods and fills her pockets with…
What a difference a days make. A week ago the wood yard was still covered in snow when we saw Boo Boo. Five days later I found a snake basking in the sun, warming itself on a cool morning. A nice surprise as I wasn’t expecting to see snakes out…
Sunday morning brunch. Probably my favorite meal of the week. Steve usually cooks breakfast on Saturdays and Sundays but once in a while I get in the mood for a skillet breakfast. This morning I diced bacon, red bell pepper, and Red Marble onions. I grew the onions last year…