It's the dog days of summer and only grackles are showing up in any numbers. Can you count 14, plus a furry intruder? The other action is at the splash park where orioles take their turn.
Dim light made these two pix out of focus but you get the picture. This masked bandit first climbed the bird pole to munch (that worked), then tried to hitch itself up to drink (that didn't work).
Decluttering is the main ambition these days, inside and out. Inside we're sorting through papers and objects. Tough choices, and nobody wants old stuff even free. Outside in Toronto, the front greenery has boomed and had to be cut back before the city ordered us to do it.
It's a long (60 years?) story, but my high school Kencoll yearbooks have come back to me. Talk about strolling down memory lane. Classmates, teachers, championship teams, marks, awards, mementoes of Kennedy Collegiate. Find this guy in the class picture with his varsity K. Then note his "Weakness" at graduation ---- I've had about 15 or so since. What came true for you?
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