While on my way over to look after Uncle Wesley this morning, I saw a couple of things that made me smile.
One was a woman picking up plums from the northernmost tree, the one with the especially juicy plums. I invited her to use the plum picker standing on our porch.
As I do invite everyone to do -- we don't have the energy to use our plums for anything this year, so please do come get them. Likewise the apples, and the filberts if the squirrels had left any.
The other was a group of...was it cats? No, as I got closer I saw it was five half-grown raccoons, crossing Monroe near 14th, and scurrying under the porch of a frat house.
How nice to see thriving urban wildlife -- and how nice that they aren't thriving under our porch.
//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Never pass up an opportunity to smile."\\
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The skunk under our shed had seven babies this summer. It was pleasant to watch - from a respectful distance - as she lined them up to forage along the fence in the dusk, those proud fluffy tails sailing higher than the long grass, a notice to everyone to make way.
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