A few weeks ago, I saw “the critter” from last year that I could never figure out what it was. That was the first, and since then, only time I had seen it until the day I looked out the living room window to see it munching by the fence. I got a couple of shots through the window, and then went outside to see if I could move closer. It was moving around the end of the fence and when I tried to take another photo, the sound of the shutter caused it to make a mad dash toward the tangle of kudzu and privet and down a hole I surmise is its main burrow entrance. This afternoon, I opened the curtains to see it out in the yard, but by the time I got the camera and got out there, it was long gone. It was however my “confirmation” that I indeed am caught up in the continuing loop of daily life on Taylor Hill…even if only in my imagination. Does anyone else who is retired have nightly dreams of your former work? I am talking about the way back machine as well as the place from which I actually retired. It is wearing me out, having to “work” every night when I am asleep.
I was outside with the camera, so I figured I would slip around and see if I could find the groundhog nearby, but no luck. Scruffy was out looking scruffy and I think she might have been looking for it also. The moss is prolific much of the time due to the shade and intermittent sun, but I always find each patch has its own wonders. The lavender bush is starting to bud.
It rained heavily yesterday afternoon and evening, so I went to check how the new water treatment system is settling and the effects of my continuing efforts to fill in the trenches around the edges. I was pleased to see it settled slightly, but no new cracks so that is a good sign. I also still have plenty of dirt to continue, and to finish the backfill on the retaining wall, but it will need another few days of sunshine to dry it out enough for me to get over there. Next, we have to extend the retaining wall behind the studio and reroute the little ditch to direct the water back toward where it used to run before the construction shifted the water run-off pattern.
The good thing about it all is that my moving (calories burned), exercise credit, and distance in steps has increased so my daily average is improving. Yesterday I even cranked on some Hugh Laurie and did a little dancersize while watching the pouring rain out the front window.