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Sunday was one (a sun day, that is), and you couldn’t very well throw a stone without hitting a jogger, cyclist, dog-walker, skateboarder, kayaker, or …
Newer: Spring Runoff →
The snow’s mostly gone now. Of course, it has to go somewhere.
That’s the creek as it runs through Bishops Mills. Water levels look to be …
Fear the Cat
Just look at those teeth!
Well, Jemima’s been at the mice again, which — grisly results aside — has been appreciated since our live trap has proven more the former than the latter (ie. the mice were eating the “bait” and escaping). Her most recent victims have been juvenile Peromyscus, two of which we’ve managed to save from her death-grip and release down the road a ways.
As a suburban expat, I still treat these sorts of happenings as novelties…