Monday, January 25, 2021

A Touch of Winter, a Touch of Spring

 January is fast disappearing and I have not written a single blog post. The break-in of the U.S. Capitol and Inauguration a week later was all absorbing. So thankful to finally have an adult in the White House again. 

We did our two raptor surveys and my beached bird survey whenever the weather allowed. And Johnny had a birthday. The best part of birthdays for us is the kids call on those days. Cedrus and Kinnera had birthdays, too. Cedrus did a birthday presentation via ZOOM of his year. It was so fun and interesting that the California family decided everyone should do such a presentation for their birthdays. So Johnny did one yesterday, Sunday, a few days after his birthday, with the California family. If I knew how, I would put it on a blog post with all the photos. Maybe one of the grandkids can clue me in how to do that.

Most of the month I have spent every reasonably dry day cutting trails through the woods and clearing blackberries from the little creek by the barn. Only recently did I get so lost in the woods between the South field and Agency Creek that I found that the cedars, redwoods, and spruce we planted many years ago have finally fought their way far enough up through the gooseberries, blackberries, and other stuff to be visible... at least in the winter when all the leaves are off the brush and low-growing trees. When I get the trails better cleared (so I don't get lost on them), I'll take photos of the beautiful Port Orford and Red Cedars, Redwoods and Sitka (I think) Spruce trees.

Today we had snow for the first time this winter. Just a touch. The winter-blooming plants were dusted with snow.




And the barn. Notice no goats in view! My heat loving Nubians stayed inside the barn.


"When winter comes, can spring be far behind?" More snow is predicted for this week...