Again.  Same place, same time of year as last. And Gandy the dog discovered it first. Actually, it was a THEM. She always runs ahead of us down the road the follows the edge of the steep woods along the pasture that tumbles along beside Nameless Creek. Usually, when she bursts away from us, bounding on her back legs like a pronking antelope, it’s a squirrel she’s spotted just at the bend of the road. So we didn’t think much about it when she bolted …

The Bear Came Over the Mountain Read more »

Pardon my alliterative exuberance. This phrase is simply a fancy way of describing what we’ve just seen here at our house. Or I should most certainly say SMELLED. We live in a place with miles and miles of forests around us. The wildlife was here first and our shelter is their shelter. I can’t blame them for wanting to get in out of the rain and cold. I’m just happy that only certain of our faunal co-inhabitants are small enough to live–and die–in our walls. Small …

Intramural Murine Mortality Read more »