Lincoln has nothing over Michael when it comes to facial hair.

My favorite nose nest: by every evening it has trapped the freshness of frozen air mixed with subtle undertones of wood smoke.

I remember when Michael couldn't grow a beard...which was when he wasn't a white wizard. There are advantages to age!

Every candle represents a decade...and keeps the fire marshal happy.

Michael was born in the Year of the Rooster on the Chinese zodiac calendar.

Arthur, the black runner hen, is Michael's favorite duck.

We like our roosters, but we love our ducks. They are messy, noisy, cautious, clannish, joyful creatures.

The trees are growing thicker, the birds are beginning to sing, spring is around the corner and I can think of no better occasion than Michael's (and Honest Abe's) birthday(s) to celebrate.