We have bluebirds that live here in the winter, along our little Wells Creek. Typically four or five of them will follow us along the river bank and this morning a bald eagle gave us the eye as he flew off down stream. He was sitting high above the creek near open water. Watching for breakfast would be my guess and we unknowingly interrupted him. We being Amber Jo and Daisy Mae as we took a jaunt to the snow covered beach before our day got involved with computer work and ongoing spring planning.
Daisy Mae is growing like a weed and she takes every opportunity she can to let Amber Jo know it. She's still not quite sure of herself around the fertilizer team who have been taking their job very seriously this winter.
I believe from the robust cover over their backs their ability to convert feed to fat is very efficient. As the prove lies on the ground composting away to be applied to fields this fall. Gross huh?
That's a cold, snowy winter day at Sol 'N Tyne. Thanks for reading.
