I had to hack away at the ice where I bring in the wood. The rope from my log sled was frozen in 5" of ice. The hatchet was perfect, except I sliced through the rope. I just retied it. I thought my faithful readers might get a giggle from my story. Someone mentioned an axe in a blog post, as I mulled over how to free my sled, and I realized that was the answer.
I fixed up hubby's beautiful eagle feather, a gift from a First Nations friend of the bird clan. She did a smudging for him. Also in the shadow box, a pottery turtle shell and another feather. I had to mull this project over, as well. Mounting it on the wall looks perfect.
March is here, and time for a decor switch. I thought I'd cleverly wrap my white December tree with green ribbon. It was covered in snow Saturday night. It didn't show up as much as I'd have thought. Back to the drawing board!
Down on the frozen frogpond...I took a walk, turkeys and a coyote, who cleverly avoided the trailcam.
We continue to see many deer and turkeys. This two were playing tag around the tree. You must realize I saw them do this, then ran for the video camera, and they were still doing it.
turkey tag from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
deer feeder from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Doe on the trailcam. The new one shows her beautiful brown eyes.
Does this ever piss me off. I have a collection of the these phone scam frauds on video. I know these people live in poverty and take any job they can get, but to think that it is moral to rip off retirees is insane.
I must admit that I played along. I had wine beside me. Just sayin'. 😀🤭)) Hubby was in the basement watching his curling, and I paused the TV.
He wanted my "Wisa or Mastercard #" in order to give me a new interest rate on my card. You can listen, I couldn't believe it. Nothing phased him.
I'm getting a number of spam comments. I cannot fathom this. I'm an old, white woman in North America. Why would I permit these comments?
