This little guy thinks that my “formal” garden boxes are his own personal salad bar. He mows down hosta leaves for sport. But, it’s really hard to get annoyed with chipmunks.
Big time lazy day today. It is currently 93°. Nice hot lazy summer weather. Since I was being really slug-like – I sent myself outdoors this afternoon to shoot bugs.
But not a single bug wandered in front of my lens.
However, an ambulance did. I think that 2 of them came today. We are an old folks asylum. And nobody gets out alive.
Remember my refrigerator saga. Management does not want to expose me to an outside repairman and the inhouse guys are not trained in refrigerator repair – so I am getting a new one. I am expecting it to arrive next week.
Gratitude
Grateful that there were fewer helicopters on the prowl last night. And no Blackhawks.
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