Fleurs and Fins
Will wonders never cease? Well, I certainly hope not! A once-in-MY-lifetime opportunity presented itself recently when we were picking up our weekly goat cheese and yoghurt/sour cream order from our friends Camille and Brian who own a ranchette down in Clarkdale.
Everyone here at The Surgeon’s House seems to be into something.
As we cruise through February, Mother Nature is barely beginning to awaken so on particularly sunny days, our finned babies in the lower pond are vaguely navigating about while our Miss Fiona Papillon is ever-vigilant on the ‘birdies watch’ and trying to keep our feral Jasper from getting to his good eats.
With the insane proliferation and year-round breeding habits of the javalinas, this recent January passerby is a welcomed addition.
The Capt. and I celebrated our Samhain ‘bone fire’ a bit belatedly this year so we conjured up a combo meal deal of Solstice AND Samhain ending and beginning – yay! Many bones of 2025 to set aside and leave behind as we move into longer, brighter days and a spurt of outgrowth.
The cooler overnight temps have everyone at the night eatery (aka the Honey Shack) feeling their oats. Jasper is looking pretty stinking comfy in the late afternoon sun as he stands watch on what began as his safe haven.
As we near the end of October, it feels like one moment it was summer and the next, fall had fallen! Inside and out, everyone - finned, 4-legged, and green - is beginning to hunker down into the upcoming season when we all celebrate the rest and introspection resulting from the harvest and bounty of spring and summer.
As we near the full moon and the fall equinox, I am thinking that the term ‘lunatic’ is an apt commentary. Our raccoon family of mama and three babies recently found three over-ripe peaches outside the backdoor and tried to sneak away from the scene of the crime undetected.
The days and nights are breezy and nearly balmy. Brightness and luminosity abound . . . We miss you INSIDE AND OUT so how about checking us out again this fall?
We have been scratching our heads to account for not having seen any raccoon-ettes (babies) then lo and behold here came mama with her entourage!
