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Froggie count is four -- three visible and one streamlined frog shape underwater. Today when I went out to feed the birds, I heard a "blorp" and there was a frog shaped wet spot on one of the rocks.
In bird news, not much new -- a few bright goldfinches and some housefinches in full color, a pair or two of titmouses (titmice?), a few finches and sparrows teaching their offspring how to fly and where the bird feeders are, and even some red-winged blackbirds doing the same. The murder of crows shoes up every afternoon and takes advantage of the birdbath and the seeds spilled under the birdfeeders, chatting all the while. The young cardinals are getting their final feathers in, and are looking quite disheveled.
Last night SR and I went off to the Tigers game. Weather was gorgeous for a game, and we had quite decent seats -- high up, but right behind home plate. I still think the lower level seats we had a few years ago were the best we've had, for all that they were well along the foul line. Too bad the game wasn't as good -- sloppy on both sides, and the Tigers lost. We signed up late for the trip, and rather than getting a ballpark buffet in a dedicated picnic area, we got tickets for food elsewhere in the park. I think I like that better! We discovered that the Brushfire Grill by the ferris wheel has really good "nachos" in a big enough serving that SR and I were able to share one and not feel deprived.
In bird news, not much new -- a few bright goldfinches and some housefinches in full color, a pair or two of titmouses (titmice?), a few finches and sparrows teaching their offspring how to fly and where the bird feeders are, and even some red-winged blackbirds doing the same. The murder of crows shoes up every afternoon and takes advantage of the birdbath and the seeds spilled under the birdfeeders, chatting all the while. The young cardinals are getting their final feathers in, and are looking quite disheveled.
Last night SR and I went off to the Tigers game. Weather was gorgeous for a game, and we had quite decent seats -- high up, but right behind home plate. I still think the lower level seats we had a few years ago were the best we've had, for all that they were well along the foul line. Too bad the game wasn't as good -- sloppy on both sides, and the Tigers lost. We signed up late for the trip, and rather than getting a ballpark buffet in a dedicated picnic area, we got tickets for food elsewhere in the park. I think I like that better! We discovered that the Brushfire Grill by the ferris wheel has really good "nachos" in a big enough serving that SR and I were able to share one and not feel deprived.
