Red Dirt Farm and Studio

Living a creative life artist farmer dreamer

A little green snake made a visit. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement.  Did I see something move?  Yes, I did.  There, just at the floorboard under the heater.  Movement.  Then it was gone.  I waited.  After a bit I saw it again.  I waited patiently for quite a while.  Slowly, …

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It is a cold frosty morning, the grass crunches under my feet.  Blue Jay’s are screaming loudly and insistently.  Don’t they always?  That Cat is stalking something with deep concentration.  Eyes laser-focused on his subject.