So I went outside in the blessedly cool air and the boyos (Edward & Luigi) followed. Before bed, last night, i stood in the yard, delighting in the owl's call, the stars and moonlit clouds, the moonlight in our yard. The owl was still calling moments ago; first bird song at 5:45.
In more amusing pet news, we were watching Netflix's series "Stories of Light" -- episodes documenting a photographer at work. This episode included tiger photography. When the tiger appeared on screen, Carrie growled. The photographer went to look for another tiger, this one carrying prey out of the woods. Carrie stood on the hassock, hackles and hair along her back to her rumpraised up, and barked and barked.
She really does watch the TV; it's been very entertaining to watch her watching.
Mulling over tree purchases. Bloodmeal protectant or plastic tubes? Order seedlings from the state this year and plant willy-nilly? (Premise, now is the second best time to plant a tree?)
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