When I was a child, discovered we had bats roosting between the old cabin wall and the new addition. I loved waiting for nightfall to watch them come flying out. But in the morning they would wake us up with their reentry boasts and fighting. Eventually, my dad sealed the gap and no more bats for us. I have successfully rescued bats at the office but the first time, I didn’t know not to place it on the ground outside so I doubt it survived. Now I know to place it in a tree or bush instead.
Twas a good weekend but my body still protested the alarm telling me it was time to get up and go to irk. Next week, that alarm is going to start buzzing two hours earlier. but only 4 days instead of 5. And then of course, we’ll revert to standard time right after. I hope my body doesn’t go on strike over all the alterations.
St. Paul has been hosting peregrines for years. We all cheer on the successful fledging of more pigeon hunters.
Mooooom, those critters and trolls are so very cute. I want the crab! Or maybe a troll. Or the jelly…
I’m sorry the BIL situation is ongoing but glad you are able to support MIL as well as share your soup with her.
Cookie, sounds like maybe you went to Mayslacks. When Stan Mayslack ran the joint, nothing was better than his beef sandwich. The bun usually disintegrated from the juice. Congratulations on all that sleep. I am just a touch green with envy.
Nellie, your not going to jail? You need to try harder. Sorry to hear the knee is still swollen. But very glad that your vision has improved so much. Keep focusing.
Oh dear, I hope is is a short infection. Lots of water, and maybe a tequila sunrise for the throat.