A Carolina Wren sings me a love song,it is the start of a new day. When I woke I had a nice breeze coming through my window. It carried the sweet smells of the world around me. Maybe it carried a few memories, I lay back down and took in this fresh air. I remembered laying close to the window in the summer as a child. I could almost smell the dusty screen in my old room. There had been a storm last night nearby and some of the rain smell still lingered in the air. It was hard to find that right position to enjoy this moment in the morning. I rolled back over and felt the prairie breeze, drifting through my room, carrying the happiness of many on it's fingertips.What a great way to start one's day, out on the prairie.
Both of these Berkshires have been bred
This is the first batch of incubated eggs, plus a duck who has assumed the role of lead chicken.I hope it won't be up to me to tell her that she is a duck. I figured the other ducks maybe would, but they have been in their own little world so long, perhaps they want it to stay that way.
I like the contrast of colors with the Scurfy Pea and Golden Alexander.
A fish waits near the top of the water