I was just telling Sue, when she dropped off puzzles last week, that I hadn't seen a Thirteen-lined Ground Squirrel in a couple of years. Of course you know what happened next. Sure enough! Here's one looking out for lunch. Since they only make holes in the yard, not in my house, their cuteness wins over any desire to find them new homes.
I told you I finished another puzzle. I really, really liked this one. It was very easy, but interesting to do. And it turns out it's a primitive painting of a real historical place. The Los Olivos RR (California), according to Wikipedia: "The southern terminus of the railroad was in front of Mattei's Tavern [the white building in the painting], where a stagecoach line continued over San Marcos Pass into Santa Barbara." I love the picture and the colors and the subject matter.
The super moon was visible! It's usually cloudy here.
I went grocery shopping. Eyeroll. And exchanging something at Home Depot, and getting a refund on a rotten head of lettuce, and getting better maps for my (hopefully) hike out of post office jail because they needed more postage. It was a day of ironic contrasts with small triumphs and matching disappointments. But, hey! I have maps, so nothing else matters, right? I've started seriously planning my big solo hike. This map set turned out to be just what I needed.
I got almost no sleep at all last night, and I finally gave up trying and got up to work on a project. Thus, bedtime may be early tonight.
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