I found this birdhouse stuck in a tree, broken at the bottom. I found some wood glue, secured the bottom to the base, attached an eye hook to the top and filled the bottom with bird seed. Just a few days later I saw a little song bird poke her head out of the hole. A little gray and blue momma found her place, making a spring home out of an old birdhouse that I brought back to life. I can relate to her. Sometimes we just have to pick up the pieces of discard and make the best of it.
Sunday morning I had to take my oldest son into Burlington for a Rugby clinic, so we got up early and headed out the door. As I called the dogs in from their morning pee, I noticed Pauley dragging something from the woods into the backyard. I thought it was tree branch and dismissed it. When I got home that afternoon, I noticed the "item" that she had dragged into the yard laying just beyond the back porch. Hmmm. That wasn't a tree branch...seems the dog found the ultimate doggy snack out in the woods. It was the hind leg of a deer! Jake and I put our mud boots on and set out on a quest to find the owner of the leg. We found it. There wasn't much left of it and who knows how long it has been out there. All I could say was "ewww!"
Today's weather was interesting. Within an eight hour period, we went from sun to clouds, to snow to sun. A friend of mind told me, "If you don't like the weather in Vermont, just wait a minute - it'll change." I thought he was exaggerating...
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