Monday evening, I was alone in the house.  It was hot.  Hot enough that this old man was walking around in short pants.  No shoes.  No socks.  No shirt.  (Not a pretty sight!)

I had just placed left overs in the microwave to heat.  My supper would be the remains of Sylvia’s kung pao chicken from the day before.

That’s when the doorbell rang.  Grabbing a shirt, I headed for the back door.  There was Meghan of Beacon Bay Farm and Kennel.  She had brought me a fresh loaf of banana bread.  As we stood talking at the back door, Meghan said she would have arrived earlier but she had stopped to watch a mother raccoon and her babies eating mulberries under our tree.  She had even taken a picture with her cell phone.

Raccoons eating mulberries. Photo by Meghan Rosenstengel

Meghan took the photo from her truck while sitting in our driveway.  That’s her barn in the background.  It is home to chickens, goats, sheep, lambs and a llama named Grace.

So here’s a tip of my hat to the neighbor.  I’m really enjoying that banana bread.  I’m also sorry that on the way to the door I walked past a stack of 14 egg cartons that we’ve been saving just for you.  Remind me of that next time.  Okay?