Once in a Blue Moon

Whacked by another inch of snow and freezing rain early today – Old Man Winter is going out with a fight.  Nevertheless, I have clear evidence that spring will turn to summer before too long.  The resident marsh hawks have returned following their migration to the south.  I haven’t asked but they winter in the Deep South, Mexico or Central America. 

The Norther Harrier (Circus cyaneus) is singularly one of the most graceful of raptors.  And we have been watching the male glide and tilt just above the tall grass out back north of the house.

Crappy day today – dank and cold.  Made the best of it with homemade corn bread and venison barbacoa that Jill said was 'out of the ballpark' excellent.

This is not the light of an oncoming locomotive.  It’s the last Blue Moon of 2018….