The equinox is about one week off, but already the sun is rising nearly due east. Ashley appreciates it too. #dogsofmastodon 🐕

The equinox is about one week off, but already the sun is rising nearly due east. Ashley appreciates it too. #dogsofmastodon 🐕

For a couple of weeks the birds have been acting like it’s spring. Now the trees are getting in on the act.

Most days I walk the dog right at the end of cocktail hour, which this time of the year is right at sunset.

Sunny Groundhog’s Day morning. However: Near South Arboretum Woods, Ashley suddenly became so animated I brought the car to a stop. I looked where she was looking, and spotted a juvenile groundhog, bravely standing over his shadow.
I submit we can look forward to an early spring.
Some years ago I shared this image in my post depredated bird. I see such configurations of feathers pretty often around here—the remains of a bird killed probably by a cat or hawk, or possibly a fox or coyote.
So I was somewhat daunted when I saw this configuration of sequins on the grass just outside my front door.

Does that not look dauntingly like the remains of a depredated party girl?
It makes me worry just a bit about about what the predator was.
We took Ashley to “puppy daycare,” giving us our first dog-free morning in nearly three months.
I checked my phone a couple of times, half-expecting to get a text saying, “Come get your demon dog and never bring her back,” but apparently she did just fine.

What could be cuter than Ashley’s little pink tongue?

Dunno whether the self-storage place next door plows their own parking lot or hires it done, but either way I bet they’re not thrilled.
