Dancing for his Breakfast

The pheasant comes every morning 

and ruffles his feathers

Digs for seeds 

on snowy ground covered in bits and pieces blown from trees

in the windy days we are having

He struts about

and when he's had his fill

he saunters off back to the woods.

Meanwhile a mourning dove watches

from a tree's protective arbour.

The Cardinal and the Squirrel

The cardinal found the seeds on the old tree stump first

But the squirrel soon chased him away

The cardinal decided to explore lower ground

but as you can see

the squirrel decided to follow.

No peace for the timid cardinal!

Snow Walking

Silently the snow keeps falling

The rusty pups and us are the only fools

trying to walk in deep virgin snow

I don't think we made it half way up.

Should find my snowshoes

Wonder what this tree lived through.

Windswept and Snowbound Scratchings

Boy oh boy, what a windy snowy week it's been.

Lots of time indoors to start a new scratched scroll.

Year of the water snake

The wind howled through the trees and around the house.

The old dead tree that the heron used sit atop has broken in two.

We trudged up the mountain on virgin snow.

Boy is that hard work!

The pheasant comes for breakfast every day

It is so strange coming out of our small grocery store

and seeing the biggest eagle

perched on the skinniest branches atop a tree.

Snow, snow and more snow!

Might use up all my white thread soon.

Little Things That Brighten Up A Winter's Day

 

Red beauty brightening up a winter's day

 



 

Knowing there was a storm coming

 



he munched on sunflower seeds most of the afternoon

 



 

and the chickadees darted from feeder to bush

tapping at sunflower shells until they released their fleshy seeds.

 



2012 Scratched

A Christmassy Week



Hope your stockings were filled to the brim



and that Christmas day was spent in the warm embrace of family.

For us it was our first Christmas without any of our boys around

but so full of friends

and enjoyable FaceTime!



The pheasants came to feast on our abundant seed banquet

and then the snow started



One of my favourite books is "The History of Writing"

ancient scratchings fascinate me



For today, December 31, 2012,

I took all my scraps of thread and finished them



2012 has been a lovely, lovely year



I had planned on photographing the whole year ourside

but the winds are blowing.



I hope 2012 was good for you too



and here's wishing that 2013 is magnificent



Every year I try and stay awake to welcome in the New Year

Every year I fail miserably!



Christmas Wishes to You and Yours