…was on the door of the Burb this morning.
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Whatever else I might be contemplating.
The Bear Republic is Curly Country once more!
Yesterday, when I was out puttering around the Little Pond, Mr and Mrs were puttering around in the Big Pond. This morning, they were paddling about, like they owned the joint. Ahhhh!
One of these days, I’m gonna get pictures…
Curtis found this one (a salamander, we think) between the pond liner and the underlayment (or was that between the underlayment and the pond liner?).
…the goldfish were particularly impressed… I’m just utterly relieved there weren’t any raccoons in the tank!!!
I’m at St Michael, on the front porch, waiting for the doors to open. A couple of woodpeckers are discussing things on the telephone pole out front; a blue jay was bopping around, knocking down fruit, in a tree overhanging the patio; and crows are ripping through the trees across the street behind me.
There’s quite a bit of other squawking, tweeting, twittering, squammering, and other carryings-on, too.
The sun is just now starting to break out from the overcast.
Ah! A new day in Boulder Creek!
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On the driveway. He just sat there, and as I was standing (getting ready to grab another shot), he turned around towards me and skittered off…
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