|NO, THIS IS NOT OUR PLACE BUT IT IS ANOTHER RESIDENCE IN OUR PARK|
|DID YOU SEE THE CHIPMUNK IN THE OTHER PHOTO|
I really didn't do much of anything interesting to write about today. A very routine drive out southeast of Bayfield checking the Eagles nest along the way. Nobody home.
|SO NICE TO SEE WILD PHLOX BLOOMING ALONG THE ROADSIDES AGAIN|
Aside from an occasional skirmish with our front yard Squirrels this Spring I'd say things are looking on the up and up. Since putting the bird station atop a tall piece of PVC pipe last summer we haven't had one Squirrel climb up onto the feeder. And since trimming back nearby shrubs and tree branches they have not been able to make the flying leap onto the feeder either. I am not naive enough to think I have won the Squirrel wars but I have been successful in thwarting their most determined efforts these last 10 months or so. Have had a couple minor incidents with the finch feeder but not the main birdfeeder station.
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Eight-year-old Sally brought her report card home from school. Her marks were good...mostly A's and a couple of B's. However, her teacher had written across the bottom: "Sally is a smart little girl, but she has one fault. She talks too much in school. I have an idea I am going to try, which I think may break her of the habit." Sally's dad signed her report card, putting a note on the back: "Please let me know if your idea works on Sally because I would like to try it out on her Mother."
“If desperate times breed desperate wordplay, we need to prepare for a pundemic.”
Wife: I’m mad.
Husband: Again or still?