Category: suburbs

The UPS guy just drove up our driveway and almost through our house:

I’m starting to think working at home isn’t such a good idea for me.

On Saturday morning, whie Amy napped, I heard the CAW!s of The Blackbird Gang right outside my window. I took a look outside and discovered that our backyard was their newest turf:

I was worried that blackbird-on-blackbird violence might lead to a drop in our property values, but the upside of roving gangs like this is that they never spend more than 10 minutes in one place. Really: hundreds of birds descended on our yard, filling the trees, noshing on our weeds, chattering away on a Saturday morning, and then one of them got the signal, and they all flew off.

The view of my backyard this evening, as we enjoy the last of the summer wine:

Also, I can play my music pretty loud.

(UPDATE: On the downside, when I was walking Rufus this morning c. 5:45 a.m., one of our neighbors warned me that there was a black bear further up the street. I guess the bears know when it’s garbage day, and plan their schedules accordingly. I do carry bear mace with me when I take Ru out, but I doubt my aim would be too good, esp. given the hour, the fog, and the fact that I’d also be holding a flashlight, Ru’s leash, and his bag of crap. In fact, the bag of crap might make for a better weapon than the bear mace.)

Here’s a picture from the bus-stop around 6:30 a.m., after I dropped my wife off.

Open the front door, enjoy the post-tropical storm weather, and . . . stalk a deer!

Click through him for the silly-ass photoset. You’ll even meet his wife and kids.

On our walk around Skyline Lake this morning, Rufus & I stumbled upon a deer who seemed to think that he owned his side of the street. Seriously, I was standing 2 or 3 feet away from him (the iPhone camera makes things look a little further off) with an 80 lb. dog, and he showed no sign of nervousness:

Except for the ears.