Work’s done for the day. Hydra cut the yard, I sanded a bench in preparation for painting. We decided to bring Dodger out in his travel cage and sit at the table on our little deck. After the sprinkler ran, the critters came by for happy hour.
House finch is on the fence.
Disputes do sometimes occur. “Are you looking at my sweetheart?!”
The dove is aloof on the roof.
It’s windy up at the top of the slope.
So quiet that we can hear the raven’s wings beat the air as it passes over head.
Yeah, we like it here.