When you read today's post,
you might be inclined to think it is a re-post from another year.
I assure you it's not.
It's just that some things happen repeatedly around here.
Yesterday morning, when we opened the chicken house,
They literally flew out the door...
one hitting Hubbs square in the chest.
And this is why...
It seems young Percy Possum thought he had found himself a good situation.
Free rent and warm meals!
He soon realized that he had made a mistake,
as we chased him into a garbage can,
(aka: possum re-locator)
and drove him about 3 miles away to another woodsy location.
After last autumn's debacle (finding a possum consuming one of the chickens),
we take no chances on them finding their way back to the henhouse.
This weekend was our annual hike along the farm boundaries
to refresh our "No Trespassing" signs...
just in time for hunting season.
We do this yearly on a weekend preceding Thanksgiving.
It's an activity the dogs love.
It takes us about 2 hours to completely circle the farm,
hiking up hill and down, through bramble, and over fallen trees.
It's great exercise and a chance to enjoy every bit of our woods and fields.
Several deer jumped out close by us.
The presence of the dogs flushes them out.
The dogs are not allowed to chase the deer... but the deer don't know that!
This tree is fascinating.
It looks as though it started out as two very closely situated trees
that eventually grafted themselves together into one tree.
Our woods are just filled with nature's magical touches!On the edge of the woods I found a treasure...
This abandoned paper wasp nest will be added to my greenhouse gallery of
found nature items.