|Sunday, Mr. Woodpecker made a return visit.|
|I got Laurie to come for a walk with us that afternoon. Of course, you almost can't get through the woods these days without running into deer.|
|This one- the younger doe, not mama- jumped across the back road. Laurie spotted her in the woods.|
When me and Scrappy got up, a Jenny Wren was on the feeder. After we got up there was a different customer.
|Yep, Mr. Chipmunk, just chillin'.|
|We ran into the one fawn just before entering the back road from the south. Scrappy even tried to chase him, for a change. But the rest of the crew were in the tall stuff, as usual.|
|The other day on a blog I follow, a commenter mentioned a "pushme-pullyou" and the blogger said she didn't know what one was. This is a good simulation.|
|I thought this was interesting- black bees with yellow saddlebags! Then came a bug about the size of a bumblebee, but all green like a katydid. It cruised by slowly, like a teeny tiny balloon in the wind. Soon later, I saw this...|
|Looked just like a frickin' sponge!|
By the way, the conversation (or what passed for one) on FB? The guy ended up saying at the end, "I get defensive about things sometimes. I am forgiving, it just takes time".
My reply? "Apparently." Mark Souder really throws a good party!