We had visitors, in the form of my father and his wife. (Mike and Margaret.) They stayed for a three days as part of their East Coast journey. Thankfully the weather was fairly accommodating and we were able to enjoy some of the sights, sounds and tastes of the Island.
Today, summer showed it's face again which was a lovely surprise. (Not so good for running, but fantastic for sitting out on the back deck; which I did with a certain wild abandon (didn't even put on sun screen!) that comes with knowing these types of days are fleeting and rare now. Here are some of the fauna that live with us out in the country.
|Webber the Chipmunk stealing the bird's seed. (Note puffy cheeks!)|
|Even puffier cheeks.|
|Rasputin - public enemy number one.|
|Ron says "Wanted Dead or Alive"|
|Resident Blue Jay - unnamed, as there are several of them and I can't tell them apart.|
PS: you might wonder why Webber is tolerated while Rasputin is not. Truth be told, Webber won't climb up into our house - he's a burrower and the same can not be said for Rasputin. He hasn't gotten in to the house, and seems content to live in the outbuilding, but you can't trust him, I mean really - would you trust that face? He also refused to go anywhere near the live trap no matter the bait - too smart for our taste! Who knows what he's plotting?