Monthly Archives: September 2017
9/30/17 It was a cold night. The first of many to come. My animals have not experienced a winter outside. I worry about their survival, but they are animals and for centuries have adapted to weather and environment. I can … Continue reading
It’s quiet here. No wind, road noise or human voices. Just the sounds of chipmunks rustling in the leaves, crickets, and an occasional crow from my rooster Violet, who struggles to perfect his voice. It couldn’t be better.