Saturday, Sophie came home from a walk carrying a stick (a thin branch). I took it away and gave her a chew stick.
Other times, when she had a chew stick, she demolished it immediately, swallowing whole chunks.
This time, she carried the chew stick around for three days, much the way she carries her toys , sometimes looking for a place to bury it.
Finally, today, she settled down to really work on it.
February report
Weather can be beautiful in February. We’ve had a number of sunny days, a couple getting up to 60 degrees.
Saturday, I planted an old packet of sugar snap pea seeds after soaking them. If they sprout, they should be ready to be replaced by the time I want to plant tomatoes. And maybe, just maybe, the legumes will leave some nitrogen in the soil with their passing.
Today it snowed.
Bare Sticks, no I mean Bones . . .
Every year, there comes a time when I admire the bare bones of trees. If I chew on sticks, it’s only with my eyes. Even our slow-to-drop-its-leaves oak tree is bare by now.
This is the last month trees can show off their inner beauty before they start sprouting greenery again.
Everyone, be well!
Kate Harrington 