wild theatre


The time change really drives home the whole notion of “oh.. wow… I guess it’s Spring”.

Had to run halfway to Chicago over the weekend to photograph another burger joint – so my internal clock got jostled.

The guys have been busy putzing with and planting in the garden. They moved the bird feeder, bath and a stump over into the bed next to the picture window at the corner of the house. It’s like a little wildlife stage now.

I’ve taken to enjoying at least one cup of coffee in the morning, sitting on the sofa and just watching the show.

The cats have taken to camping out all day in front of the window and watching the show.

The blog has taken to nothing… it doesn’t exist.