Lily may be a little dog, but she’s had a taste of glory: When I unloaded five hay bales next to the garden (destined to be mulch), she saw her opportunity and took it. After a considerable time observing her kingdom from the top of the mountain, she discovered new perspectives from inside it. Alas, […]
Our chicks may only be a couple of weeks old, but they’re already expressing adolescent discontent with their box. So yesterday, the hot, sunny, calm afternoon granted their wish: It was nice enough to move them out from under their heat lamp into the Great World Beyond. In a cage, of course. The chicks quickly […]
For years, a lonely tulip has lived along our fence line. Maybe it was planted by a previous owner; maybe it escaped from a long-forgotten garden. Whatever its provenance, every spring the yellow flower beams like a lone star in a green firmament: Always lovely, always alone. But this year, a golden twin appeared. The […]
Brownie and Veelie used to be a Thing. They’d been together since duckling-hood, and when they hit sexual maturity (with a vengeance, in Brownie’s case), they became mates as well. They would waddle around the yard, Veelie remaining demurely in Brownie’s wake. With Brownie’s sleek dark brown body and white head complementing Veelie’s luminous white […]
Sometimes a dog’s life is tough. Sometimes he just needs to cuddle up with a stuffed hedgehog. At least until a fuzzy menace arrives to usurp the hedgehog. It is indeed a dog’s life.
Between a sojourn in the Land of the One-Handed (thanks to a sprained wrist from a spill on the ice) and my tween’s discovery of the Magic of YouTube, my ability to blog has been significantly reduced lately. And yet the blogless month was still replete with cuteness. I present to you a sampling of […]
Lily wasn’t sure what to make of snow at first; she shivered pathetically by the door, wondering why I’d inflicted all of this nasty, cold white stuff on her. Then she had a revelation: Snow may be cold, but she can DIG IN IT!!! Her passion for digging had previously been a forbidden one since […]
We couldn’t keep all of the ten orphaned ducklings we adopted this summer–I knew that from the start–so my clever plan was to raise them until we had a good idea of their genders, then keep only two females. According to the Internet, female Muscovies are much smaller than the males, plus they lay eggs. […]
Winter is almost upon us, and most of my flowers have gracefully succumbed to the inevitable. Not one little viola, though: It continues to bloom defiantly even as its comrades wilt. Alas, this flower too must eventually meet its fate. But seldom has a battle against mortality been a prettier fight.
My Muse is currently silent; happily, puppy cuteness speaks volumes. Here are a few adorable moments from Lily’s first two weeks in our family: It’s not a dog’s life yet, but it sure is a puppy’s life.