Through a dirty window yesterday morning, I snapped this squirrel at the watering hole.
Yesterday started out well. I had several errands to run, then was planning to meet the Tai Chi group in the park. All went well until I was waiting to get my inspection sticker. The place I used to use no longer does inspections, so I was forced to visit the dreaded "Crazy Old Man." He isn't crazy, he's really quite nice, but his sense of humor isn't always appreciated, thus the local epithet.
Two vehicles in front of me. I wait, quietly. Then he starts yelling, "Stop! Stop!" My car was in park, but I put on my breaks anyway. No, he's yelling at the guy in the truck...who has already stopped. Ha, ha. Then the guy in front of me gets out of his car to stretch his legs. And locks his keys in the car. After about 10 minutes, the COM finishes with the truck, and the guy next in line is still stuck outside with no keys (but he does have his cell phone).
Finally, the COM motions me around the poor keyless guy. As I roll into place, COM yells, "Stop! Stop!" O.K. "Driver's license, proof of insurance, registration papers." I hand him my license and open the glove compartment for the proof of insurance and registration papers. No proof of insurance card; no current one at any rate. I retrieve my license, and COM says, "I'm married." Huh? "I saw you making eyes at me." :) Oh, yeah.
As I drive off, I hear him yelling, "Stop! Stop!" at the car moving into my place, as I headed home to see about the proof of insurance. It was in the afternoon mail. I never got to the park. I still don't have my inspection sticker.
Some garden shots. The weigelia is coming into bloom. The squirrels are active. It rained early this morning, and I'm so greatful. The ground is bone dry, and we need several inches more, but any rain is a blessing at this point. Lately, all of the rain that has threatened has moved around us, leaving us high and dry, so to speak.