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It was an angry looking Sun that crested the horizon this morning.
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In this appearance, it looks malevolent.
As maybe it is.
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Malevolence is a human concept and the Sun has no such emotion, but one can understand why ancient civilisations believed it was a God.
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Such mornings feel ominous.
The 6th of August is always so inclined.
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Life continues, nevertheless…
In a house of many cats, you can count on a daily hairball, if not an hourly well-placed vomit.
But since Grant had the notion of growing some of our own food, we’ve also had a daily lament.
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“Someone’s been at the squashes!”
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On a limited budget the man constructed a fence out of discarded wooden pallets, the obtaining of which in itself was a project.
Much as we love our visitors, we need to keep some food for ourselves.
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Lily watched from the patio:
“That fawn’s got it head on backwards!”
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The fence keeps deer away, but several of our friends are diggers.
Not least our carrot-munching pals.
They are not as innocent as they look.
Some years ago I witnessed a stand-off between a groundhog and a young bobcat that happened by.
It was the bobcat that withdrew.
And guess who won this face-off…
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“It’s a long winter, missus.”
“Got to put on some size.”
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Grant reinforced the barricade to keep the diggers at bay but a couple of days ago:
“Someone’s chewed the squashes!”
We hadn’t banked on climbers. A strand of white hair suggested another culprit.
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The jury is out.
Which of our sweet little chums do you think is guilty?
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They don’t look like criminals do they?
Groundhogs can climb as well as dig!
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Grant put the trail-cam out to catch the perp. Not that it will make a difference, but we wouldn’t want to accuse the wrong party.
They looked so promising too.
I’m thinking of re-naming my blog:
The Daily Wail.
Thank you, Carolyn, for the wonderful conversations with and between your visitors! I can understand the efforts to save some of your produce, but I don’t know if you win!
Joanna
I don’t know if it will help your situation, but here in NJ we sometimes drizzle peppermint oil around things we don’t want nibbled by our furry friends. Sometimes it helps — sometimes not. I enjoy your posts and photos !!
Gladys
I would say that’s a beautiful angry-looking sun. I don’t want to believe that it can be the groundhogs that are eating Grant’s squashes (how could they when you’re feeding them bags of carrots each day) … but something tells me they are sneaky little buggers!