Articles by Shannon Bardwell
Possumhaw: Another beautiful morning
Sam, the fisherman, left early around four or five o’clock headed to a fishing lake two hours away.
Possumhaw: Magnolia, thick and sturdy
There’s just something about a magnolia tree that catches one’s attention. The name “Magnolia” becomes someone’s name, a place, a song, a painting, and a poem.
Possumhaw: Home in a globe
Last year about this time an American Goldfinch couple arrived at our home. They settle on a glass globe hanging over the backyard porch.
Possumhaw: Wild flowers, turkeys, oh my
Just as I finished writing down all the flowers, plants and seeds I’ve been putting out around the flowerbeds and in the greenhouse, I stopped a bit to look for someone out there with a good quote about seeds and flowers.
Possumhaw: Lookin’ for a home
Well, my three frogs have disappeared. They’ve left the tree frog hotel that Sam made for them and I can’t say that I blame them for leaving.
Possumhaw: Brown-headed cowbirds
It’s always wonderful to live in the Prairie and enjoy the coming of spring. Typically, the weather is nice though lately temperatures have been up and down.
Possumhaw: Willy-nilly spring
The yellow and black swallowtail butterflies have arrived. They are so beautiful, flitting from tree to tree for a moment’s stop greeting new leaves before they wander off.
Possumhaw: Time to get outside
Overnight we stepped into Spring with all her splendor. It was just a week or so before we were huddled in an interior closet with bike helmets trying to avoid tornadoes, severe winds, and trees falling. It seems as if the trees popped their leaves out while we weren’t looking.
Possumhaw: A bit of Serendipity
Living here in the Prairie and spending a lot of time outdoors, especially after winter moving into spring, there’s much cleaning up and planting to do.
Possumhaw: Live, learn, love
Here in the Prairie there’s nothing like the coming of Spring to bring out the critters that live or temporarily visit the Prairie land.
Possumhaw: Spring has sprung
The weather does not always pay attention to the calendar marking March 20 as the beginning of spring. I’m looking outside the sunroom window where it looks like spring is creeping near.
Possumhaw: Do you know who you are?
I met a young woman when she and her family moved to the Prairie a few years ago. I don’t see her often but it’s always a lovely visit when I do. She raises chickens and sells eggs in season.
Possumhaw: Back to birds & bugs
According to “All About Birds” the Dark-eyed Junco birds visit our sunny south in hopes of warmer winters by spring they should be leaving northward. There are other Juncos besides the “Dark-eyed” variety also “Yellow-eyed,” “Guadalupe” and “Volcano” Juncos.
Possumhaw: Cold feet, Warm heart
It took a good bit of time dealing with the weather in the past few weeks. Cold temperatures dropped into the teens after having a week of 70 degrees.
Possumhaw: The Cat’s Meow
Middle of last week I stayed mostly inside, as did Wilhelmina. The rain was torrential, and the ground was full of slippery mud and very large puddles.
Possumhaw: A man’s gotta fish
It looked like it was going to be a good day for fishing. The temperature felt comfortable; water levels were right where he wanted it. The ramp was clear. Sam and his buddy headed to Grenada Lake early in the morning between 5 a.m. and 6 a.m.
Possumhaw: Winter wonder
Last week was indeed a wonder due to the cold temperatures. Any temperature below 32 degrees means a lot of preparation for keeping the house warm.
Possumhaw: History & Politics
The cold weather left as fast as it came. Not wanting to sit around while it snowed, Sam did home repairs. While he was busy, I dusted.
Possumhaw: Not our first rodeo
As I write this the weather people say cold, rainy, possibly ice and snow will greet us later in the week. We’ve done what we can to protect the homestead.
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