Thank goodness for the distraction of Wimbledon! And the forest.
The porcupine went through the forest.
The frog pond hosts muskrats. They've been eating the native phragmites.
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Frogbit, Latin for frog bite! |
Thank goodness for the distraction of Wimbledon! And the forest.
The porcupine went through the forest.
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Frogbit, Latin for frog bite! |
JB continues to improve and took a walk. This is a good thing. Unfortunately, a deerfly nailed him right in the temple. Three times. It dove under his cap. sigh. The anti-itch goop works well.
I had wine bottles to take to the beer store, which recycles them. The thing is, the clerks I meet tend to be abrasive, and tell me reorganize the bottles and group them. With my social anxiety I just walk away. I've often just given them to the person in line in behind me.
During COVID I'd put them in the recycle box, but the township sent a memo out that residents should stop doing this. I wasn't the only one! Usually, JB does this for me. I've had to step up, put on my big girl pants, and go. This I couldn't do last week. I set them out at the end of the driveway, and they were gone within 24 hours. Problem solved.
Eastern Comma butterfly from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.