These three guys showed up just before sunrise on a dark, drizzly morning. The bull on the right is missing his left antler, hence the nickname. Never tire of watching them out our living room window.
While the east coast gets a heavy snow, we continue with boring, damp, moist weather. Sure, we may have to wash off the moss from between our toes now and again, but this is way better in my opinion.
We get one of these every year along with a Panetonne. The latter are MUCH smaller these days. But they’re both still as tasty as they’ve ever been. An annual indulgence to brighten these dark days.
Joyce Carol has been tending to this Christmas Cactus for so long, neither of us can remember when it started. We agree it used to be much larger. She took cuttings many years ago and has managed to keep it alive. Still amazes me.
Two does just went bounding through our yard followed closely by this guy. Game on!