07 Jun 7 on 7 When Winter Finally Went Home
and Summer finally showed up.
One day we were all wearing parkas and dreaming of sunshine, the next day we were tossed headlong into blazing 32 degree (89F) days that absolutely nobody was prepared for.
And we all loved every sweaty, smelly moment of it.
So I don’t have very many photos this month. I was too busy baking in the heat.
I also don’t have very many words.
But hey, I wrote a whole shit ton of words last month and some of them were pretty damn good, (along with the cutest photo ever of the extremely rare (not) Mini Sized American Red Squirrel), but nobody showed up to read them, so pffftttt I’m not going to feel any guilt over this almost-wordless post.
I’ll tell you what I do feel guilty about though.
You may recall Barbara-Bob from past posts (or maybe not – nobody reads anything longer than a sentence these days).
Barbara-Bob, Barbara-Bob’s boyfriend Barry, and their little offspring Betty-Sue (you read that right, three damn groundhogs) have all been forced out of their cozy home under my house and on to greener pastures.
We shall all take a moment to acknowledge the cuteness of Betty-Sue and then we will move the hell on.
The guilt is killing me.
You were damn cute.