A Prairie Morn

Sunrise is slow and easy on the prairie,

with only a few morning sounds for accompaniment.

A farmer's dog barking,

the crickets finishing their night-time soliloquy,

the morning birds chirping, at work on their breakfast.

 There are always deer to be found (see their heads?)

Leave it to me to frighten them,

so that they distance themselves from my camera lens.

For some really awesome wildlife photography,

check out my friend Misty's portfolio.

Or her blog.

Misty knows how to sneak up on wildlife!

(Or else she's got a lens a foot long.)

 Barack and Fluff are always with me.

They are most definitely "morning" cats.

Fluff, on alert, as usual.

Today is a Wichita morning.

We need some supplies from the big city.

What's on your weekend plate of "to-do"?

Wednesday Country Cute

I promise to delight every Wednesday with

brand-spankin'-new FRESH country photos.

Might be animals (like today), 
a landscape, a sunrise or a sunset.

Pure country livin' entertainment.

Naked Lady lilies, cut down in their prime during a storm last night

Barack finds a dry island in the morning's dewy grass

Fluff finds her own spot and sniffs the country air

The Not-So-Purty Side of Nature

We rarely see cardinals in our neck of the woods. But in the last few weeks, hubby and I had noticed a strikingly beautiful cardinal hanging out around our house and near our tree break.

I found this today.

And this.

 Fluff.  Suspect Number One.

 Barack. Suspect Number Two. 

I've told him repeatedly, NO BIRDS, only rats and mice.  But he is full of cat-titude and has refused to abide by my rules.  We are sad that our cardinal is gone and quite possibly endured a heinous kitteh-style death.

Ringo sez he didn't see anything while we were gone this afternoon.

Hmmmmm ...

looks like he just woke up to me.