It's a cold, rainy, dreary winter day in Botetourt, and Elaine and I have spent the day at home, mostly indoors. It's the type of day to have meals made from food that we have killed, gathered, or raised during the year.
For example, for lunch our entree was venison tenderloin that came from a doe I killed on a Botetourt County cattle farm. Our dessert was wineberry pie, which came from wineberries that we gathered behind our house this past June.
For dinner in a few hours, we will have omelets, made from eggs that our four-hen flock produced this month. Today, we even put a "sunflower chain" out for the songbirds. Saturday while I was deer hunting in Franklin County, I came across a recently harvested sunflower field.
I gathered a half dozen or so flower heads, and this afternoon Elaine strung them on a piece of twine to create a little wayside eatery for the tufted titmice, Carolina chickadees, and white-breasted nuthatches, among other avians, that will, no doubt, soon discover this little mini-restaurant for them.
Nothing of much import really happened today, but Elaine and I had a nice day in our country home. Perhaps tonight, we will even play Scrabble.