I reached my ick tolerance yesterday and scooped up Mr. Vole and removed him from public view. Now I can walk on my own patio without fear of trodding upon him in the dark by mistake.

Farewell Mr. Vole. Unknown in life, but famous in death.

If you haven't been to Supertrooper's Diary, you must go take a look at her photos from England.

I should be going out to do some errands, but am fighting the necessity with every fiber in my being. Good thing it's a short run to the closest grocery store. I have banking to do near there and I'm seriously considering making some banana pudding today, and I need some bananas. Such are the trivial details of life.

Sometimes those are the only ones I'm up for.

(What a weenie.)

Whatever.....