Good morning. The snowdrops are on their way up.

The conclusion of Judge Fred Biery’s ruling on the Liam Ramos case, with its inclusion of John 11:35, made me weep.

Good morning.

Good morning. Looking into the neighbor's woods, yesterday morning. The snow is mostly gone now.

The moon, earlier tonight.

Good morning and happy Sunday.

We ended up with about 3 inches here in North GA. It's 17 degrees, the winds are strong, and the roads are bad. We're definitely not going anywhere.

Good morning and happy Caturday from Wild Thing. He loves laundry day.

Good morning.

Good morning. We still have snow on the ground, but I'm dreaming of spring seedlings. From March of last year, this is a pepper seedling saying "I love you" to the world.

Good morning. Mild Thing knows how to deal with cold weather. Find a patch of sun and sleep all day.

I bought this hyacinth a week or two ago at Aldi when it wasn't showing any color. I'll have to hide it from Wild Thing. He thinks flowers are for eating and/or destroying.

A truly beautiful and moving piece by Adam Serwer in The Atlantic describing the everyday heroism of people in MN @adamserwer.bsky.social @theatlantic.com : www.theatlantic.com/ideas/2026/0...

Good morning. It's 14 degrees out there.

Good morning. Happy to report that we still have power. It's icy and windy out there, though.

Republican politicians who think that Minneapolis is a political problem are missing the point. It is a moral problem. But they are in so deep that they cannot see just how morally bankrupt they have become. They do not understand that we are as revulsed by their complicity as by Trump's cruelty.

I'm sure Wild Thing thinks it stinks to be locked up inside when there are so many plump little birdies out there.

This is a bad picture, taken with my phone out the kitchen window, but that's a yellow-bellied sapsucker in the holly. First time I've ever seen any kind of woodpecker there. Maybe his usual trees are too icy today.

Good morning. That's ice on top of a wee bit of snow. The freezing rain has started.

Impeach Trump and Noem. Find a way to banish Stephen Miller to Mars or somewhere. Shut down ICE. Fire all of Trump's goons. Oh, and RELEASE the EPSTEIN FILES!

Good morning and happy Caturday. Wild Thing has not a care in the world. He's blissfully ignorant of the impending ice storm, while I'm trying to figure out which room is least likely to have a tree crash into it. (P.S. Those are fake plants, so he's not eating them.)

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Good morning. This is from January 2015, when our little goldfish pond froze over. (The fish were fine.) Now our current fish are about to get a good dose of wintry weather, as are we. Stay warm and safe out there, friends.

Good morning. Hundreds of migrating grackles came through yesterday, making a beautiful (to me) racket in the woods. Wild Thing slipped out the front door with me, heard that terrifying (to him) noise, and ran back inside as fast as he could. 😂

Good morning.

Good morning. The pink hellebores are in bloom now. The white ones are always first.

Good morning. It's cold out there.

Good morning and happy Sunday. This is a dark-eyed junco.

Good morning and happy Caturday from Wild Thing. He has found a new hidey-hole.

Ooh! I should give Trump the trophy I won in my fifth-grade spelling bee! It's so sad that he'll never win one of his own. 😇😂🏆

Now that we’re all about “complying with the law” re Minnesota, does that extend to complying with the law re Epstein files?

Good morning. A couple of pics for @oreobelle.bsky.social. The daphne blooms are opening. For perspective, each cluster is about 1 inch across. The plant stands about 2 feet tall. The lemony scent is wonderful, but it's only 21 degrees out there so I won't be outside much to enjoy it.🙂

Good morning. The first hellebores are blooming.

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Good morning. This is Wild Thing's paw, groping under the office door as he tries to dislodge the doorstop that keeps him from jumping on my desk and parking himself in front of the monitor or on the back of my chair where he drools on me. A daily occurrence.

Good morning. From ten years ago, a red-headed woodpecker. I never see them anymore, but maybe that's because we moved to a different town.

Good morning and happy Sunday. (This birdhouse isn't usable for nesting, but birds like to perch on it and then fly away just before I can take a picture.)

Our January palette of colors. Subtle but beautiful, at least in person. The rain is pouring down now. We're under a flood watch. Gotta love North GA weather.

Good morning and happy Caturday from handsome Hobbes, who has been gone for ten years now.

Good morning.

Good morning. The weather is still unseasonably warm, and the daphne blooms are thinking about opening.

The question if a police shooting is justifiable is just 1 question to ask. 1st: this wasn’t justifiable. But for me the real question is was it inevitable. As police, we must do everything we can to avoid deadly force. Many times the suspect makes it inevitable. Not in this case

Good morning.

Good morning. The woods were a bit foggy yesterday.

Except for her habit of dragging the tree skirt across the floor so she can sleep on it, Mild Thing has been very good about leaving the Christmas tree alone. It's coming down tomorrow.

Good morning from a Carolina wren.

Good morning and happy Sunday. From yesterday, some colorful remnants of fall, backlit by the morning sun.

Good morning and happy Caturday from a cat we had long ago. Priscilla lived to the ripe old age of nineteen.

Good morning. These are brown-headed cowbirds. They lay their eggs in the nests of smaller birds and fly away to let someone else do the parenting. Not very nice of them!