Dumb clucks

I was busily making Christmas cards with my crafty buddies the other day when we heard a ruckus outside. “Ducks? Do I hear ducks?” said Maribeth. We threw open the door in time to see a big flock of guinea fowl scurry past and disappear around the side of the building. But we also heard them in the back yard.

In all there was a flock of 18 of these turkey-sized birds making a ruckus as they pecked and fluttered their way across our yard. This is the second time we’ve been visited by guinea fowl. Last time, several years ago, it was a much smaller flock. They are domestic birds. Our local Audubon volunteers tell us that people raise, then tire of tending and release them. These fowl survived Thanksgiving but seem unlikely to outsmart the local coyotes.

Theme Day: Gift

Not all gifts are classifiable, wrapped, in a box. The longer I live the more I recognize the subtle, intangible gifts that come from an appreciated life. Everything I’d miss if it were suddenly gone. Everything missed by those I’ve known and loved who are now gone. Gifts innumerable.

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Whimsical Woods

“Did you see those birdhouses?” asked DH as we drove past. Me: “What birdhouses?” “Back there! Go back!” Which we did.

There were birdhouses, bird feeders, and gnome homes, all beyond a sign for “Whimsical Woods.”

It was quite an interesting selection of little logs and twigs crafted into dwellings of one sort or another. You can learn more about their offerings and see more detailed photographs here.

Flight training

Canada geese are honking up a storm these days as big flocks make their way across the sky, first headed in one direction, then turning back. At first they’re unsynchronized, scattered, raucous. But as they turn and regroup they gradually string out and slowly, gradually a vague wedge is formed. Clearly, those distinctive “V” formations don’t just happen. Geese gotta learn.