Winifred Goose & her best buddy rooster, out for an afternoon stroll through the woods. The rooster is one of a half-dozen look-alikes that hatched out year before last. He was destined for the soup pot until Winifred picked him as her best friend forever. She followed him around, honking, nagging, persisting . . .
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All 7 puppies in a pile, sleeping . . . Mama Dinah’s outside, taking care of business.Notice the white tipped tail on the puppy below. I love those white tips, and most of this litter has that marking. The brown one in the pair below has markings like its grand-dam, who was Bebe’s littermate. (Which
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At last count, there were seven. The rest are tucked against her belly, dozing and enjoying a bit of milk. I think she’s finished. I hope she’s finished. I’ll take more photos later. Right now, I hate to risk waking them.

This winter’s tatsoi (mustard greens) crop is in full bloom in the greenhouse. The leaves are no longer yummy, but I’ve left the plants to
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Champion collards, planted in the greenhouse September, 2007. Collards, like most brassicas, are biennial – that is, they go to seed their second year. Collards
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This is Ingrid’s first season as a nesting mother, and she’s taking her job seriously. Thirty days, on the nest, incubating and protecting those eggs . . . err . . . those egg-shaped gourds that look a lot like the eggs Ingrid laid, except browner. (Scroll back a few days for the reason she
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It rained hard much of the day yesterday, with wind, lightning, thunder, and some hail to keep things interesting. It was a good day to be a duck — those idiots played outside all day. Their only concession was to tuck their heads under their wings when the hail started. (They could have waddled into
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