The 1915 red barn on Owl Acres. Weathered, board-and-batten siding and green metal roof. Four-sided cupola with louvered panels perches on top. The roof has a sharp, pointed extension over the east gable, housing the track for the hay conveyor and providing partial cover for the large hay doors.

Paean to the Past: Barn

The barn was one of the aspects of Owl Acres that drew me to the place. It’s old, proudly flaunting its birthdate—1915—in big white numbers on its red front.  The brothers who farmed the land around Owl Acres in 1915 probably used local timber to build the barn. They had a sawmill powered by a […]

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A red fox stands in a stark white snowscape looking at the camera.  Large, erect, black-edged ears, pointy snout, bushy tail and amber eyes with vertical pupils.

Ever So Clever: Red Fox

One morning when the sun was just coming up, a red fox strolled across the driveway near the road on Owl Acres. In the time that we’ve lived here, that’s the only sighting we’ve had of Mr. Fox. That’s not too surprising really. Foxes are generally nocturnal and will claim and defend an area of […]

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The dogs are loving First Snow. Golden Retriever Clancy and Yellow Labrador Retriever (and Seeing Eye Guide) Dave stand opposite each other mugging the camera, in a white snowscape. Woods, the propane tank and the enclosure fence populate the background.

First Snow

The wind is blowing at 30 miles an hour, and snow is flying sideways past my study window. The birds on the bird feeder are facing into the wind, and the dogs are joyously cavorting in the snow. The temperature is around 32 degrees. The snow is wet and sticky, plastered to the vertical surfaces […]

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Small Red Oak stands in the front yard. Brown leaves still hang on the tree, even though it’s winter in Iowa. Karen and Dave walk down the driveway in the middle background, red house and blue sky in far background. Sunshine lights all on a cold day.

Red Oak

Most of the trees on Owl Acres are elms, walnuts, boxelders, hackberries and cedars. We only have one oak. It’s a red oak that we planted along the driveway about fifteen years ago. It was a sapling then, battling with the rabbits for survival. Those little creatures of the night wanted to eat its tender […]

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Crows don’t get enough respect. So, here’s a painting of a noble crow, wings spread, standing in heroic profile before a rising full moon. Why not?

Family Life: American Crow

As we start our daily walk, Dave and Clancy and I hear a crow calling from a tree in the woods. Its harsh and easily recognized caw-caw occurs throughout the year, including through the winter. I don’t think we have any crows staking out territory on Owl Acres. We do have visitors quite often, though. […]

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