Here we are, at the final day of the first month of 2021. I had high hopes for this year being better than last, but so far, it has not exactly been much fun. Nonetheless, we are so much luckier than many, I am not complaining. I always find January and February a bit tedious. The birds feeding on the back porch do help, especially on gray days like today!
Blue jays 
Impressionist birds 
Cardinals 
Cardinal in flight
Mistletoe and Weedy like to snuggle together lately.
Tom Morris greeted me impatiently this morning, as I was slow getting out of the house.
“Where have you been!?”
Before Tom Morris returned from his night’s adventures, Skittle enjoyed the new cat bed. Once in the tack room, Tom Morris settled in for a day’s rest. Cora is the fattest cat in the tack room. She waddles out for a little while during the day, but never misses a meal.
Skittle loves the new bed 
Tom Morris is exhausted 
Oh, Cora!
Speaking of meals, Marmalade wondered why breakfast was ten minutes late!
The horses enjoyed their hay, but are beginning to get sick of being in the paddocks already. It is an unspeakably wet January. They will get out in a few days, when single digit cold is forecast. That will set up the mud for a while, anyway.
Bart is looking for a cookie 
Oisin loves his hay
Stay safe, stay well. Peace.
Cora is what we affectionately refer to as a “cookie jar” cat. Our Mac was one too …. 24 pounds!
What is the wiggly branched tree the Cardinals are often on or around? It adds a Japanesey air to the gorgeous photos. I love those shots! Mistletoe and Weedy, how open minded of them both! As to the horses, oh my! Yes, it is wet, and gloomy grey, muddy and cold. I wonder, does the gloom affect the horses or the dogs? I think dogs see in grey anyway, but they must sense a difference. And, the horses, so stoic, unworried, simply living and being content as long as they have their proper butlers.
That tree is a”Twisty Baby Locust”, Jane. It is a grafted tree, on a native, thorny locust. No thorns on the twisted tree, but I have to control thorny sprouts that arise all over the place from the roots. I love that contorted tree. It grew very quickly, too.
And speaking of love, I love your comments. Peace, as our beloved Linda has taught me to say. A perfect benediction.