Today is the second day I have been alone at home. My spouse has taken a trip south to fish and camp in the Florida Everglades and will be gone for at total of 12 or 13 days. I am truly all alone. My neighbors to the right are in Florida awaiting the birth of a grandchild and my neighbors to the left have driven down to their luxury condominium in Sarasota, Florida for the duration of the winter. If I fall in the driveway no one will hear or see or come or care. It is kind of a weird, unattached feeling.
I like the peace and quiet and took a walk outside to see what was happening in the yard as I had not been exploring for some time. Weather was in the 50's F and the rain had stopped.
On my way back from the driveway gate I saw some strange white substance in my wildflower garden. This is the place where I plant annuals and have to keep it fenced as animals eat everything. I had pulled the gate down as everything was dead.
This is the same garden where I got that terrible rash from the larkspur in the summer. I walked closer to see what this new mushroom or fungus might be.
It was clearly an odd thing and I was ready to document with the camera.
Then as I got closer I saw to my dismay that some tragic accident had taken place a while back. When talking on the phone to my husband that afternoon he said that when he had left in the dark he had seen in the car's headlights a rabbit make a dash across the road in the early dark of the morning.
I tried not to think about the terror and pain that this animal experienced as it died alone in the dark of the winter morning. I tried not to think about the immediacy of life. The animal was stiff and preserved in the cold. I have no idea how to remove it from the fence without cutting through the wire. I guess I will wait and see if our resident vultures find it or perhaps a hungry fox.