["Should I be screening visitors to the deck?']
It left when I shut the door but another critter landed on my pant leg five seconds later just as I put the key into the shop door. I felt like Dr. Doolittle.
"Hello you," I said, hoping for a reply I could understand.
But a breeze quickly carried it away.
Photos by GH
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