Kickin' back, musing, observing, and gathering inspiration from the hills of East Tennessee.
Monday, March 24, 2008
We have a gray fox coming out to eat some old cat food that we're throwing out. He (or she)usually comes after dark, but he came earlier one evening and I was able to get some pictures. He comes every evening and often times the raccoons come also and they eat together peacefully.
Rabbits cookin' coffee -- that's what the locals call it. But here in this little hollow in East Tennessee, when the hills surrender their misty hostage to reveal the stalwart cedars growing by the stream in our pasture, I know there is no place on earth I would rather be. The welcome mat is out! Come and sit on the porch and chat with me awhile!