I wonder where my flowers is?
Lordy, Lordy! Our bachelor woodchuck is awake! I just caught him sunning on the slope outside the house, nibbling on iris shoots and new grass. Mostly he looked happy just to be in the sun. Then he saw me and ran under the deck.
Spring is here, it is, it is. As soon as the ice melts a bit on what passes for a pond, we'll have peepers again.
I wonder if he remembers causing me all that grief last fall when he kept mysteriously taking the lid off the chicken feed can and climbing inside?