Eagle in the Basswood

I'm taking this as a powerful omen for the new semester and the next three months of winter.

When I opened the door to let the dog out around 9 a.m., the very large animal in the upper branches of the basswood between the chicken house and the tractor shed imposed itself. Such an awesome presence, looming there, so fine. Thanks.

Now let's do some chainsaw work before the hard cold comes, gather our books, and sing "Hosanna" cheek to cheek.