While visiting the house the other day with the family, the kids came in shrieking that I needed to “come out back NOW!!”

There, nestled in the tall grass was an adorable tiny owl. I’m no owl expert, but it looked to me like a sleepy little baby just waiting for it’s mama to swoop down and take him home. We stayed back so as not to scare him. But honestly, he didn’t seem to mind our “Oooooh-ing and ahhhh-ing,” and all the “isn’t he so sweet-ing?” that we just couldn’t help. He seemed to sleep right through most of it, except for the occasional one eye, drifting open for a second and then falling shut again.

He reminded me of Ron Weasley’s tiny owl, Pigwidgeon, from the Harry Potter series. In fact, I’m going to take him in my own back yard, as a good omen.

For one who wholeheartedly believes in fairies, unicorns, dragons, pixies and anything else whimsical and sparkling…it’s not too much of a stretch of the imagination to say…

this place feels incredibly…



Makes me pretty happy.

Gr Signature

Tending For the Girlie

100 Happy Days #17


Miss Chompy came up the other day and asked if I would take care of her birds for a while…cause she had “stuff to do.” I said, “Sure, kiddo.” She emptied her pocket and these are the little friends she left with me. So we have a tipsy crow, a blown glass purple bird, a tiny guy missing his tail and his mom who appears to have no tail or wings. Needless to say, it was an easy tending job and not one birdy soul was inclined or capable of flying off. Pretty happy about that.

My favorite tending jobs are the kind you can do while taking a nap.


Pretty Birds

100 Happy Days #13


This is Peaches. Isn’t she just beautiful? She is lucky enough to belong to my sweet little daughter in law who has always wanted her very own parrot. One day–two of them showed up at the animal shelter looking for just the right kind of home. Our sweet little Kortney just happened to be at the right place at the right time and Daney-boy said, “We’ll take them.”

Lucky little birdies.


This is Peaches’ husband–Avocado or “Avo” for short. You should see these cute things–they dance and play with Dane and hang all over Kortney like she’s Dr. Dolittle.  The Bald guy even walked around with them on his shoulders for a couple hours.

I didn’t actually hold them myself. Too big of a chicken, I guess.

But it was fun to watch.

Seeing animals who are loved makes me very happy.

The Owl and the Pussycat


If you look very closely, you’ll see that besides the weekend’s deer visit, we’ve also had a wandering bird of some kind traipsing through the yard by night.


He strolled right across the driveway and around the corner of the house, like he knew just where he was going. And pardon me, but those are actually pretty darn big birdie feet–if you ask me. What IS that, a seagull or pheasant or something? I thought they left for the winter.


Oh, now look. Don’t you just love the footprints of friends meeting up at midnight for a little stroll and chat?


Hmmmm….yeah. I hope that went well.


Bird Watching Buddies

 We finally took a minute to refill the bird feeders last night, Miss Chompy and I.

It’s been a while and they were wondering if we’d moved to Portugal or something.

So, naturally I was excited to show the girly-girly how many birds discovered their breakfast on our deck this morning.

She gets such a kick out of watching our little flighty friends, but I couldn’t find that chicky anywhere.

It’s really so much more fun to hang out with someone who positively, absolutely LOVES these birdies–like I do.

Ah, well. Guess that works too.

Heh, heh.