Day 98: Source

I get most of my feathers from an Alabama peacock farm that is located between Foley and Fairhope. It is a wonderful, magical property that includes all sorts of birds, llamas, alpacas, miniature horses and cows, and goats. There are lovely, old shade trees and rolling green pastures. There is clearly a lot of love for the animals and the property. It is a good place.

So rather than another painted feather today, here are photos of the birds that have provided many of my feathers, along with a few friendly cows and goats. Lots of lovely feathers, indeed!

Day 51: Beef! It's What's for Dinner!

Last night's danish and shrimp were eaten, but the watermelon was unappreciated. The door on the trap did not get tripped (partially due to a piece of the watermelon that ended up wedged under the weighted food tray). I don't think it was anything other than the raccoon that ate the food. The trap is on the roof, so it wasn't a possum or armadillo. A cat would not have eaten the danish, and a squirrel would not have eaten the shrimp. I didn't hear any birds and I have no evidence of mice or rats on the premises.

On tonight's raccoon trap menu: left-over beef stew with a garnish of green onions and fresh parsley. After I set it out, I thought about the fact that raccoons don't actually eat cattle naturally. But they would if they could, right? "Hello, cow, you look delicious."