Raging trickle

While chatting with Chris yesterday afternoon, he mentioned the deluge he was getting in Atlanta and how he would be sending it our way. He wasn't kidding. This morning Alex's upstream and Christopher's downstream (the same sedate trickle of water) had become raging torrents. Water is oozing from every nook and cranny of this hillside in incredible quantities. I think the drought is over...

Fox went out on a chilly night

Fox went out on a chilly night
Prayed to the moon to give him light
Had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-0

A Christmas toy was a trail camera that is triggered by motion. Well, I've gotten a couple dozen photos of Bambi and kin, several of a blue jay eating the cracked corn that I put out. And a couple of Mr. Fox - possibly interested in the mice that are interested in the cracked corn that I put out... When it stops raining, I'm going to move the camera to the very large and newly hewn hole in the tree - to see if that's where Mr. Owl lives.