So Friday morning I came by the pond and there was an otter running around on the pond by the edges, (some are pretty steep and wooded) he was trying to find a spot where he could get down thru the ice and under water, I got out and ran after him, the snow was deeper then he was and he couldn't get around too fast but too fast for me, I got pretty close to him a coupla times but about hurt my lungs, it was right at -4 degrees and that is not good running wide open thru the snow weather, my throat was hurting for a day, inhaling that cold air. we came running around a corner of a cove and a bald eagle was setting there, kinda surprised him and he got up outta there but it was a beautiful sight in the snow.

All the really good ideas I've ever had came to me while I was milking a cow.