I think I've reached that point of mid-February in which winter becomes intolerable and a severe case of cabin fever seizes us all. Add a cold snap and throw in nursing two restless kittens recovering from their spay surgeries, and I'm prepared to either run south without looking back or hide under a rock until the snow drops emerge. If it weren't for our forest companions, I'm sure that would be my fate. The top picture is of a peeping Thomasina who ate her lunch while staring into the studio/office. The bottom picture is of two deer. The one on the right, standing near the gourd birdhouse, is our dear three-legged deer mentioned in the Another Beginning blog post. She is still alive! We've seen her several times near the front of our house. This picture captures the only time that she was with a herd. Judging from her hobbling walk, I imagine that she can't keep up with them--especially on the icy terrain. She is the embodiment of hope and survival over deficit.
Anna Lentz, artist, writer, and creativity coach who blogs about making a creative life connected with nature at Spring Bird.