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?
Nice neighbor, nice find, nice trade for egg cartons. I have a stack for my friend Betsy that I also keep forgetting.
Indeed. All very nice. Except for the forgetting part. :surrender:
FYI you will be featured in today’s post, which I am working on right now. Well, not really . . . I’m writing this response, but I’ll get back to it soon. :angel: I promise.
Awww, that is a cute family shot! I like to see the momma birds teaching their little ones where to find food in our yard. I like to see the animals families, but you keep the baby racoons at your place, okay? I think they are much happier in your wide open spaces than in my tiny yard.
Cute perhaps, but two of my neighbors raise chickens. They love to dine on chicken. They’d love to have at the garbage cans in your neighborhood. Easy pickings for these bandits. :surrender:
Hope those bandits are long gone by the time the sweet corn is ready in the garden!!!
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Thanks to those bandits, we gave up growing our own corn many years ago. The fellow on Portland Rd 1/2 mi east of 66 grows great corn and it starts early and ends late. :angel:
Good neighbors rock. 🙂
I know. It’s just the way they roll. :rofl: