I drove up to the farm this past weekend and it's looking good. So good, in fact, that it pains me to think of renting it out. I need to do it, though, in order to keep the bills paid until I can retire. Here's the new look for the master bedroom.
And the new look for the upstairs bathroom. It's almost ready to go. For some reason, the toilet doesn't flush properly but Rick will figure that out and fix it.
The first flowering crab has finished flowering and its neighbor has begun. This one is truly extraordinary so I took a close up view also.
And here is the close up view:
Winky and Wren (yes, they are buddies and most often together) sniffing the newly mowed lawn behind the house. Behind them you can see the apple trees and the 16.7 acre south hay field.
Seamus and Fergus (also a buddy pair) behind the house near the flowering crab. That's Denton Road behind them, the gravel road from which the snow plows pushed all the big rocks onto my lawn. Beyond that is my north hay field, 9.3 acres.
Wildlife abounds up there and even though I don't have time to specifically go looking, it's sometimes difficult to miss. There's lots of birds. I now have my beloved Barn Swallows in residence but it occurs to me that there should be Cardinals. I've yet to see or hear a Cardinal. Last weekend there were lots of Canadian Tiger Swallowtails. And while mowing, I saw big footed mice hopping rapidly through the tall grass like Kangaroos. They appeared to be reddish and striped. When I got home I looked them up and discovered they are Meadow Jumping Mice. Now, I studied Mammology in college and thought I knew the common mice species but I must have been sleeping the day we covered jumping mice. They're beautiful, lively, interesting neighbors. I doubt that I'll ever get a picture of one, though, unless I find one dead.
And the new look for the upstairs bathroom. It's almost ready to go. For some reason, the toilet doesn't flush properly but Rick will figure that out and fix it.
The first flowering crab has finished flowering and its neighbor has begun. This one is truly extraordinary so I took a close up view also.
And here is the close up view:
Winky and Wren (yes, they are buddies and most often together) sniffing the newly mowed lawn behind the house. Behind them you can see the apple trees and the 16.7 acre south hay field.
Seamus and Fergus (also a buddy pair) behind the house near the flowering crab. That's Denton Road behind them, the gravel road from which the snow plows pushed all the big rocks onto my lawn. Beyond that is my north hay field, 9.3 acres.
Wildlife abounds up there and even though I don't have time to specifically go looking, it's sometimes difficult to miss. There's lots of birds. I now have my beloved Barn Swallows in residence but it occurs to me that there should be Cardinals. I've yet to see or hear a Cardinal. Last weekend there were lots of Canadian Tiger Swallowtails. And while mowing, I saw big footed mice hopping rapidly through the tall grass like Kangaroos. They appeared to be reddish and striped. When I got home I looked them up and discovered they are Meadow Jumping Mice. Now, I studied Mammology in college and thought I knew the common mice species but I must have been sleeping the day we covered jumping mice. They're beautiful, lively, interesting neighbors. I doubt that I'll ever get a picture of one, though, unless I find one dead.
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