Winter has settled in here in the Far North. Morning temps dip between -5 and -10 F. But sunny skies have kept the days bright, and our daylight hours are increasing.
Moose are active, searching for food.
Our new eagle pair have stuck around for these wintry days. The young pair built their nest late in the season last year, and did not raise any chicks. But now that they are hanging close to last year's nest, maybe they'll get an early start this spring and produce some offspring.
Moose are hiding in the trees below. They stay in the trees during most of the daylight hours, and venture out on the Flats during the darkness. With little food available, they will soon start caring less about being seen, and we'll see more and more of them in the daylight.
When we lived in Pensacola (25 years ago), our favorite restaurant was Quincy's. They had amazing yeast rolls with honey butter. Jolene found the recipe recently, and we enjoyed a taste that took us back a quarter century.
Deep fried halibut, always a house favorite. Winter is always a time for good food (and hot chocolate) during our Alaskan winters.
Moose have started eating the bark off the trees. Bark becomes a food source for them in late Winter as the other food sources are depleted. This is one of our spruce in the front yard.
Dino enjoys a big femur bone, and spends half a day deciding where to try and bury it in the frozen ground. He's approaching 12 years old. His eyesight is gone, but he's still trucking along.
Spending time looking through the windows is the best defense against cabin fever, especially on those days when you're stuck inside.
Moose tracks through our fruit trees. I coated the apple and plum trees with Plantskydd, a Swedish-developed animal repellent, made mostly of cow/pig blood. So far, the moose have left the trees alone while browsing on other non-sprayed brush around the yard. Here they walked right though, without touching the young fruit trees. I'm hoping it continues to dissuade them from eating on the trees, otherwise I'll have to put up a hot wire fence.
This little spruce sprouted from the young spruce we had on the bluff. The older tree died from a spruce beetle attack last year, and I had to cut it down. So far, this little guy has been thriving right near the spot where his dad once stood.
Here's another little spruce near the raised beds, which will have to be transplanted next year....probably to the front of the lot.
Our little Norway spruce saplings are doing well, just beyond the fruit trees. Hoping they put on a few feet of growth this coming spring.
Awesome presentation. Thanks, D.
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