Kickin' back, musing, observing, and gathering inspiration from the hills of East Tennessee.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
We have two small bucks that come to the feeder. One is a "button buck" and the other one is getting pretty nice-sized antlers. Here's a picture of the larger buck. We just hope and pray he doesn't get shot this hunting season since we have watched him "grow up!" He won't get shot on OUR property - at least there had better not be any hunters on our property! We think the doe in the picture is the larger buck's mom.
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!