Last year we had a family of mourning doves move into a basket on a shelf under the back patio awning. They raised two clutches of eggs and then left. We emptied the basket out after they had left and... Continue Reading →
Life goes on, ya know? It doesn't care if you're sick or tired or depressed. Once again, not to bury the lead. Meet my grandchild, Morgan. Biological sex is to be revealed upon birth which is predicted around Thanksgiving Day.... Continue Reading →
