Yellowstone Dandelion

Today was a day of domesticity. We cleaned, cooked and generally got ready for Thanksgiving. Anne made a List of Lists by way of planning. I bought the turkey. Until I started working in the yard, there was a hawk in the tree above the garage. It sat there all morning. Anne thought it was another Red-tailed, but I thought that it might be a Cooper’s. I took pictures. We’ll figure it out. Its persistent presences provoked me to set up the bird-feeder crooks. It is past time that we got the raptor smorgasbord up and running. In lieu of raking, I mowed the lawn and bagged the leaves. That didn’t really work too well. It just made bigs into littles, but since none of the neighbors have made any moves yet in the raking department, there is no real sense in my getting too far out in front of everybody else. I would just end up raking their leaves too, when they inevitably blow into our yard. Afterwards, I was too tired to go biking today, but I did get out and organized all of my winter bike duds. In preparation of this blog post, I found the above little treasure. It is a photo of a Yellowstone Dandelion. It looks pretty cool, if I do say so myself.