The most wasted of all days is one without laughter...
Gerald, the Groundhog. He's fat and wobbles
when he moves. This is big Gerald. Senior.
when he moves. This is big Gerald. Senior.
Baby Gerald. Junior. They are both afraid of any
sounds coming from me, but also baby Gerald is afraid of big
Gerald. Baby Gerald is "ours" but now big Gerald shows
up and eats all his carrots, apples and bananas.
Our back yard is a wildlife haven. I'm not crazy with all
the wildlife there, but I do like our Gerald. He usually just
sits on the ledge of the concrete and suns. I'm sure
there are holes everywhere, and that's not good.
Yesterday afternoon our Bluebird decided to get a suntan.
At first I thought she was dead, but as soon as I clicked
the camera she flew away, but not before I got the picture.
Another warm day in store here in Branson, Missouri.
You can't get much done in life if you only
work on the days when you feel good...
~Nadiya~
