We have a new puppy. (Maybe I've mentioned him?) I have been spending as much time with him as I possibly can, and since the weather has been good (mostly) we've been spending a lot of time outside. I have a farmer's tan and I'm covered with bites from some tiny insect that I can't ever seem to catch in the act of biting me. (Anyone know what these are? Because I'd like to add it to my list of things to ask God about after I die, along with acne, war, mosquitoes and the whole Middle East thing.)
Anyway, the entertainment is pretty fabulous in my backyard. We have the ongoing squirrel and bird activity, we have the garden and planting all new stuff according to my friend Donna's advice so I'll be so surprised next year when, assuming I haven't ripped it all out thinking it's weeds, it bursts into bloom.
And then we have this:
It's pretty much like cable television--on 24/7. And for some reason, I just think it's the funniest thing ever.