Today is another nice day. Started out with 51Ferrets, now at 66F with a forecast high of 86F. I can live with it. (And tough shit if I can’t, right?)
You haven’t really graduated to skirt-wearing until you’ve unwittingly tucked your skirt into your tights at the rear, thanks to a too-small loo at a restaurant, then paraded back to your table while everyone catches your act. Don’t ask me how I know. I’m so sorry you whacked your head – owie! I’d have loved to have seen your lightning bugs!
metal mouse, please drive safe (I know you will) and check in as you can so we won’t worry. I hope you have a memorable and relaxing trip in your old stomping grounds. Looking forward to hearing about what you decide to see and do!
We share this weakness, though I no longer have such a car. Of the several I had, the hardest to navigate in a skirt was the Honda S-2000. It also inspired a fear that as I acquired middle-age spread, I would accidentally bring the seat along with me when I got out of the car. I still miss that one, though!
Lily, Cat Law always takes precedence! 
Sounds like it was a lovely walk with your lovely wife, and the wildlife just an added benefit. And woodpeckers rock!
LOL, no, he’d let you. He sometimes has an issue with keeping the lipstick tucked away, though, so you’d want to be mindful of that.
Can’t emphasize this enough. Refer to earlier skirt-tucking debacle.
This is such welcome news! I’m rejoicing too, as one of the peasants! Really glad this person is moving on from your sphere.
cat glove, I kept chickens continually for 13 years with never a loss, though cougars do spend a lot of time on this property. What finally destroyed most of the flock in one afternoon was coyotes. Broke my heart, but sadly, everything loves a chicken dinner. The remaining ladies were killed by a skunk that had found its way into the hen house unbeknownst to me (how I dislodged her from her new digs is a story for another day), and then the last 2 were taken by a raccoon who had worked out how to defeat the wire over the top of the chicken run. I miss having them, but it got too traumatic.
Cougars are bold, but they rarely attack humans unless defending themselves, their cubs or they are really, really hungry. Here, they have so many food options that humans aren’t a target. I’ve several times caught them at night strolling past the house on their way to the pasture where the deer are. It’s always a little unsettling. Ollie is always on a leash and carefully watched for the final night’s pee before bed.
Happy napping, when you get to that pleasant part of the day’s proceedings!
I swear, you’re my twin. 
Yeah, deer are horrible when it comes to eating flowers. And apples. And pears. And cherries. And plums. And pretty much anything in a garden you want to harvest. But the babies are cute!
I’d be thrilled to hear them more often here, but there are better more private places in the trees for them to set up their homes, so both hearing and seeing them is a rare treat. Eagles in the PNW have become an almost mundane sight these days. Almost. Hope the weeding goes well!
Keep on keeping on with the thesis, nut! It’s a slog, I’m sure, but you’re going to get there. And congrats on the new niece!
You’ve described them perfectly, knots. I watched the one yesterday for a long time in the hope I would be treated to this sight. Alas, she waited to leave till I wasn’t looking. Maybe I’ll see her again, though. I hope you get your rain.
Thanks as always for your sunrise photos, Mollie. And I hope Mrs. Magill travels without incident.
taters, may we one day soon get a photo of the dog-free zone, now you’re done planting it out? It sounds so beautiful! You’ll be so glad of getting rid of the excess stuff. Tomorrow.
Hope Date Night materializes for you, fly boy.
Good luck with the blood work, red. I have tendons very close to my veins, so I always admonish the phlebotomist to be careful to not grab one with their needle. When they accidentally hit a tendon, it’s like someone is pouring acid into your arm. If it happens, I fuss and tell them to remove the needle and try again. I wonder if you have a similar concern? Also, and you probably already know this, drink a lot of water before a blood draw. It really helps plump up the veins and let the blood flow fast and free.
I can’t even imagine five! One is… plenty. I love them, but come on! I hope you can get your wife’s impulse spending under control. It does sound vexing and worrying.
Between you, coppertone and shoe, I don’t know which of you has the most disturbing interesting dreams. Good thinking on the fast alligators.
coppertone, glad you found some new clothes to make you happy. 
Thanks to all who had nice things to say about Ollie. He is the heart of this home, so we delight in hearing it. (Well, me more than him.)
The scent of a skunk woke me up at 4:00 a.m. and I was glad I didn’t have the windows open. Couldn’t get back to sleep, so I waited till it was daylight enough to get back to work on the gutters. I’m nearly done. Another day should do it.
I will run out and fetch clear gas for the mower so I can get mowing done first thing tomorrow or early Saturday.
I need to clean Ollie’s ears and may as well give him a bath while we’re at it. He sulks, but he’s compliant. Then there is the usual house irk and spiffing of the habitat. And I need to call the pond person I was referred to.
I’m about to go make a veggie frittata for breakfast with potato, asparagus, mushrooms and basil. That will last for 3 more days, so that’s handled for awhile. And a nice cup of tea. Then I’ll make a batch of pesto to freeze with what’s left of the basil. We’ll see what to do with the rest of the day.
As ever, my best to everyone with wishes for a day of delights!