Creek House Wildlife #3: The Ones You Sometimes See
The ground has its own residents, and most of them don’t want to be seen: deer, box turtles, skinks, rat snakes, a mole I know only by his tunnels, and otters I’ve never laid eyes on.
The ground has its own residents, and most of them don’t want to be seen: deer, box turtles, skinks, rat snakes, a mole I know only by his tunnels, and otters I’ve never laid eyes on.
The owl wouldn’t be photographed. Everyone else did. A field guide to the loud, feathered, ridiculous cast at our feeders: three woodpeckers, two hawks, a catbird that sounds like a cat, one ghost-white finch, and the geese who own the place.
A barred owl sat twenty yards off our deck for ten minutes and I had the wrong camera. Phone shots, a call I couldn’t place, and why this isn’t a yard, it’s habitat.
Let me tell you about the time I thought I was going to have to convince Zach to let me build a garden shed, and how spectacularly that didn’t go the way I expected. The Setup I had my whole strategy worked out. I was going to tell Zach that we needed a garden shed….
No apologies for leaving this blog dormant for so long; instead I’m just going to jump right back in with updates and posts. There’s been a lot of change over the last year and it’s time to start documenting and posting and adding the “life” part to this food and life blog. So many things…
A fifty-year-old house on a creek in Johns Creek, Georgia, and our project since 2021. Honest before-and-afters, real budgets, and the receipts on the flipper.