There has been a white rooster hanging around in our woods since last Thursday. He runs out to crow fiercely as we drive by on the driveway. He even came across the road when J and I were digging stray daffodils last weekend and attempted to peck me. (Why did the chicken cross the road?) I attempted to catch and eat him. Neither of us were successful. This is just another chapter in our book of random livestock wandering free on Poplar Ridge.
J accompanied the dog and I on our daily walk this morning. There was still frost in the shaded areas. We marveled at the beauty of it, as well as the contrast of the blue sky and sunshine.
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