A solitary male deer browsed through a corner of our yard and into the park, sporting a small set of antlers still covered in velvet.
Ducks are beginning to test their wings. Small groups zip from pond to pond across my window, looking strong.
OUCH! Just got a sting on the bottom of my foot. Did I say OUCH? The searing pain sends chills up my spine. OUCH! But it was fatal for the bee, trapped between the sandal and my foot. OUCH. I’m sorry.
Lately our mornings have been cool. The cats want to sleep on the bed (on us), or they hop into my lap when I’m trying to type.
Unfortunately, the mornings haven’t been cool enough yet to quell the mosquito uprising we’ve been having. If you step into the wrong neighborhood – into the still air under a shady tree – they swarm all over you, clutching at any opening. They follow you into the sun, a gritty cloud of bloodthirsty bugs. My skin crawls for hours.