Work , work. work, work, work. Hello boys(and girls) did you miss me? I was up at 9 yesterday, out the door for errands by 9:15, and back from all my running (o.k. driving) by 10:20, from then on it was yard projects (one of which meant tearing up the world HQ), mowing, cleaning and such, planting and watering and basic yardening until about 4:15 when, I had to go get something to eat. I was dizzy and trembling, and suffering from heat prostration I'm sure. The wind was something fierce yesterday too, it ripped my trumpet vines off the side of the house, and broke one of the lesser limbs of my tulip tree. Gads.
Shifting gears: On wednesday Jenni and I stopped at Wendy's for lunch and took the fast food to Garfield Park, where we were harassed by squirrels. Three separate ones watched us eat, one bold one came and sat on the bench a couple of feet from Jenni,. We tried to give him a piece of lettuce from a sandwich, and he was having none of it, then Jenni tried a fry, and that fit the bill nicely. Pretty soon he was coming up and taking fries right out of our hands, while we warned the bushy tailed rodent that these were empty hollow calories, he none the less insisted on begging several more during our visit. I was lucky to have my camera and got a few good shots of our lunch company.

Chuck Pace © 2007
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