We are blessed, or cursed, depending on what day you might ask, to be in a breeding zone for some raptors here at the Little House. Today I am feeling blessed as I arrange these feathers collected by my guys (The Mr. and Jack the dog) on their walks through the fields and hillside on the property. We can recognize most of them coming from the red tailed hawk and believe some of the others are from the 'nasty' falcon, who will actually come down to the chicken yard, or sit right on our fence by the garage!
Just a little something to share with you on this Monday morning. Hope your week is staring out well, have a good one! xo
