Since one of the daughters is visiting, I'll be scarce this weekend. But since that's what I usually am, this won't be a shock to anyone's system.
Meanwhile, I'd like you to meet my friend, Sam. Sam the squirrel. He stops by the camphor tree in the backyard once a day to see if I've left him anything. In this shot (make sure you enlarge so's you can see him) he's eating a pecan I tossed his way. I usually throw him a few at a time. He buries some and eats others.
By the way, Cedar's sitting on my lap as I write this. I swear to God he's purring. Some kind of dog purr. It's not constant but it's there. I'll probably put another picture of him up soon too.
Today I'm going to go lose...I mean play golf with the daughter. Then I'm going to mow the lawn and down a few German lagers while the steaks cook. I should be grading papers. Oh well.