Three Days of Rain

This is how the dogs feel. 

Yes, it really is that gloomy. 

The dogs have not been for a walk since Wednesday, and 

you know we walk a mile a day, normally. 

I think Lil and I could have made it, but we

would have had to leave Jester home alone today. 

On my way to church, I saw some mighty frozen weeds. 

There has been freezing, thawing, freezing, thawing, and accidents are everywhere. 

This poor cold hawk was on a pole at a farm where no one lives now (but it is still farmed). 

I felt so sorry for it. 

This past week, Izzie's Pond, a  rescue I follow on FB, attempted their 

first rehab of a red tailed hawk, under the tutelage of a wildlife rescue. 

One of the things Izzie's posted was that the number of hawks coming 

into rescue triples at this time of year.  Many juveniles or injured, cannot feed themselves, especially in the bad weather.  They grow emaciated, and then die.  

Sadly, the hawk in their care was injured too badly to live... but now I can't look 

at a hawk on a pole without worrying. 

Izzie's Pond has a wonderful story, and they have just purchased a larger property 

so they can expand their operation.  

Our skies have been so very leaden. 

Rain is predicted through Monday. 

I stopped at the bluffs... look at Stranger Creek!  

It is predicted to come out of it's banks upstream, at 

Easton. 

Here is the other side of the bridge, you can see that the water is roiling on it's way. 

We were supposed to have Jax over to stay the night tonight, but when I got home 

after church, Jim texted to say they were taking him along to dinner and a movie with 

Mom and Dad, while Paiton had a sleepover at her cousin's.  

As you can see, we are taking it EASY. 

I'll try to get some pictures tomorrow, if the driving is better. 

Geese are beginning to fill the skies here.