Lots to do

Joe found a dead muskrat just off the driveway on his walking path. It was partly consumed. Muskrats have musk. I don't know if that factored in. Or traffic roaring by scared the coyote. 

The tail is really interesting. The tail bone is surrounded by fat, maybe stores for winter.

I'd imagine it was hit by a car and the coyote grabbed it, moving it to safety on this side of our fence.

We took the carcass down to the trailcam by the frog pond. It disappeared, too fast to catch it on video. Circle of life. 

I woke Saturday morning to a cottontail running outside, and the tray bird feeder knocked, feed spilled.

💡 We're big on lights around here. Winter is so dark. The light strings were pretty bad, all but one strand pooched out on me. The photo was taken when two were still working. We can thank big business, like Cheapmart, who want shoddy goods that require being replaced frequently. 

First step, deconstruct.

Hand held phone image!

I rested my arm on the railing... sigh.

The birds have been bouncing off the window. I put up a wind sock. It helps.

Cinnamon sat on the windsock.