Things that are odd.

On Thursday morning, Indiana was covered with a very thin layer of ice.
On Thursday afternoon, we came home to a new mailbox.

We suspected this was a clue:

We looked around for a note, but didn't find one. We think it was mighty neighborly of whoever slipped off the road and into our mailbox to get us a new one. The torn grass starts about 10 feet from a telephone pole. Better to hit our mailbox than that pole.

Also a surprise finding: a walnut on the upper grate of our kitchen door. Was the intent to stash it in a hiding place or did a sad squirrel drop it from our roof with this incredible result?

Dustin Diamond the Screech owl has moved into a dead tree at the end of our driveway.

Finally, an announcement from the Saw-whet Manor Tourism board...

You know we have a lovely guest room with optional kitty.
You've heard of our access to Belgian micro brew, frittes and legal fireworks.
Now, building off our success with home grown eggs, estate tapped maple syrup and home canned jam....we are pleased to offer two yummy new food options made possible by the generous contributions of kitchen aid attachments from our forefathers (and mothers): home made sausage and ice cream!!!

(Please note, the sausage and ice cream do not have to be eaten together).