At least I hope there’s a baby in our future. A small momma titmouse built her nest in my flower basket on the deck. It’s within reach of 3 dogs and she’s only got one egg in there. See it?
So she’s not the smartest bird in woods… but it might still happen. I’m being guarded but optimistic that this new life will begin without any horrible scenario.
No matter what happens though, it couldn’t be much more traumatic than the pool cleaning.
Let’s have some warm sunshine instead of rain!
After shocking the pool, I dumped a couple bloated frogs out of the skimmer basket. The chlorine caused their demise. Others sank to the bottom and were skimmed out in pieces. It was so gross, I gagged. ARG!
The pool now is ready for humans to enjoy — except for the cold temperature and frog spirits roaming around wanting revenge for their untimely deaths. I don’t have the steps or thermometer in there yet, but I’m guessing the current temp is below 70°.
Ben has Colette every other week during the summer. If she’s tough enough — and she claims she is — she can get in during her next visit on the 2nd week of June. I personally prefer the water MUCH warmer than she can tolerate. I don’t do cold plunges… or even cool ones.
Now you know: Tony Todd, the mortician in the Final Destination: Bloodline movie, knew when he took the role that he only had a few months to live due to cancer. The directors let him improvise his last lines where he said, “Life is precious. Enjoy every single second. You never know when… Good luck…“