Saturday, 24 September... Birds Return, and Eventually Squirrels

Mid-afternoon, the grackles began to return. They were scouring the ground to recover nuts and seeds that had blown from the trees. Later in the afternoon, I noticed a squirrel or two, trying to lay claim to the feast that had fallen.

I had worried through the night, about the squirrels and birds. My squirrels, typically, passed storms in the shelter of my window sills (driving Miss C nuts). Perhaps they passed Rita in these same sills, but with windows boarded, Miss C and I were unaware. I hoped so, anyway.