Snow and Spring Peepers

An evening snow fell lightly, large flakes drifting east.  Yet a small chorus of spring peepers cut in with their high-pitched staccato chirps telling us the spring house pond dwellers have awakened.  It is, after all, April.

Bald Eagle Sighting

Owen and I took a bale to the cattle on the west side of the creek. As we came up the hill we saw a bald eagle swoop down out of sight. We crested the hill and were given a beautiful view of its white head and black plumage. Exploring further, we found that it …