Sometimes you have to go looking for nature. Sometimes it comes looking for you.
I stepped out on the front porch this morning to do my weekly thing for Nature Notes and discovered my deck chair had been the victim of a drive-by sh*tting. I spared you the large-size photo with the graphic details.
The birdbath next to the railing had been knocked over, too, so I'd bet dollars to donuts that DNA evidence would point to the South Swamp Raccoon Gang.
My younger son thought this was hilarious. This afternoon I'm making him scrub up the mess. We'll see how funny it is then.
(Yes, the chair is tied to the railing. Otherwise, it catches the wind and goes juddering down the whole length of the porch like a thing possessed.)
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