@wisco50 We have Canadian geese that overwinter at the timber mill ponds. Since that is just over the creek from us, they often take off and fly a circle over us and settle back down. In the Spring they have a nesting area nearby, and the whole flock goes walking down past our house, middle of the road, proudly showing off their babies.

This morning it is a bit chilly, in the 20s with a cold brittle sun. The spider web on the deck is frosted over. Intrepid birds are out picking through the sparse lawn. Our cat is documenting their movements for us with play-by-play little cries, from the warmth and safety of her windowsill perch. Yesterday my walking was loading a cord of wood in to our utility trailer with my husband. A rickety old wheelbarrow helped get the hardwood from a stack, but the soft wood we loaded at the end, was a hand-off. Since it was just at sunset, we left it for today to start off-loading and stacking at home. It seemed fitting that moonrise helped light the way, as the mill barn had no lighting.
Ginger