The other day I was telling a friend that I use to blog at one time and this got me to go back and have a look at Wytchwood Ramblings. This inspired me to start again although my life seems so uneventful that it's hard to know what to write at times.
This past few days, as my Grandmother would say, I'm in slings. I'm getting the smaller of my two bedrooms renovated so this means that everything had to be taken out of that room, and believe me it was an awful lot of stuff. My house is small so now there is just room enough to get through it. I'm so looking forward to it being finished.
As I'm an older woman living alone, I find the winters here hard on me. The shoveling and hauling wood in every day in particular takes it's toll. My joy are the crows. I have twenty to thirty plus coming each day at daybreak for their breakfast. When they see me come out the door with their food, the place goes up. Oh how I love it.
I had an amazing visitor in the garden last week. A Northern Goshawk. A big, fierce bird. A magnificent creature. I was able to get this photo.
There's still patches of snow on the ground and not much above zero each day. I'm longing to get out at the garden again. Soon hopefully.
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