The squirrel that shares in our garden harvest was filling himself, much the same as a bear about to go into hibernation, with cherry tomatoes. Truly, as I watched him watch me, he handpicked nearly a dozen and enjoyed quite the feast. However, I much prefer him eating those rather than taking a few bites out of a luscious ripe tomato, leaving 7/8ths of it to rot away.
Snowfall in the mountains doesn't come as a surprise when the calendar changes from September to October. Even down in the foothills we are ready for the light dusting.
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Friday, October 4, 2013
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