Category Archives: Visitors

. . . and quite frankly, all its scurrying about, digging here and there around the base of those flowers you like, flinging teensy bits of bark mulch to and fro and in my general direction, mind you, all in … Continue reading →

Neighborhood visitor Lloyd comes and goes on his own schedule. He’s a sweetheart. We think he lives in the next neighborhood over because sometimes, Mom sees Lloyd and Colby crossing the street at oh-dark-thirty in the morning when she’s leaving … Continue reading →