Dogs. Dawgs. Other critters. Life as Oliver Wendell Douglas. Live heirlooms, both flora and fauna. Self-sufficiency. Suffering not a fool to live. Land stewardship. Turnip trucks, and those who have not fallen therefrom. Training things. Growing things. Search and rescue. What is this bug and what is it doing under my desk light? Embracing the reality that Nature Bats Last.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Winter
Woke up this morning, and world had gone all Andrew Wyeth on me
Took a walk out to the camera trap in the upper pasture. I couldn't see any tracks along the trail at all, but the dogs were running some sort of scent.
The trap camera needs to be adjusted to point more downwards, or else moved to the downhill side of the trail. I got 20+ photos of this:
And one partial shot of the swift and wily tractor-bambi:
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farm life
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