Thursday, 10 July 2014
I’ve been seeing robins several times each day bobbin’ in the back yard (garden). But I can tell the squirrels have been busy, too.
In an almost-non-sequitur, one fellow I passed today when I was walking had on a t-shirt that read The SQUIRREL WHISPERER. I figure there was a great story there, but I didn’t ask.
(Pause.)
Darn Google. Apparently it’s a sky-mall item. Darn darn. My version (in my head) was better!
Thursday, 10 July 2014
When I depart, it’s no longer dark, although I don’t see the sun. I begin to make my “side loops,” up and back on side streets that add steps without taking me farther from home. I find spots of sun and delightful shadows. I hear doves. I see several cats, awake and watchful.
Hunting? Certainly posing like they’re hunting.
I pass under a tree and feel a leaf land softly on my neck. I reach up to brush it away. It’s not a leaf. Ick.
Wasn’t a bird. Must have been a caterpillar. I’ve been poop-bombed by a caterpillar!!