The grasses and plants of the field were covered with dew this morning as we climbed the hill. It has been a beautiful spring, albeit rather cool. All three of us plus one cat have wet feet. That’s fourteen feet between us. We have a Baltimore Oriole who wants to live in the house with us. He has been sitting on the window ledge of VOG’s office chirping and bonking his head on the glass for two days. We have gone out to chase him away twice, and put a blanket on the window, but he still thinks he should get in here. Huck and I will make a necklace out of him if he does, everyone knows houses are made for people and dogs, he can go and live in his own house outside.
“Bring the net Huck!”