Lone potato, curbside. Squirrel Hill, Saturday morning.
I’ve seen quite a few photos of hydrangeas on other blogs lately. These looked especially lush.
They return every year. I learned a Daylily (hemerocallis) is not a lily. You can read it here.
Note: although I edited yesterday’s midday post, you might have missed it. The 250 pound bear seen in my driveway around noon, settled in a yard about three blocks up the street. After s couple of hours, he was tranquilized, captured and relocated. It was on the local news.
In my driveway.
Not much going on during these three months of quarantine. At least it seemed like it.
And then my neighbor Joaquin called and said “There’s a bear in your yard!”
“A bear?” “Now it’s in your driveway. It’s walking by your front door” I looked out my window and it was sauntering down the path.
I caught a quick photo. Yes, it was a bear.
Did I mention I live in the city?
Post-GazetteJohn Hayes Article
My friend reassured me the mother would return, that they leave them in a safe place. I’m hoping that reunion occurred in the night. It was certainly a surprise to find the little fawn looking at me when I went out to get in the car to go to the post office. The fawn spent the day in my backyard, under the apple tree, hidden in some tall weeds. My next door neighbor had helped me plant some heirloom tomato plants and went with me to the very back yard and confirmed it was still lying there. I was concerned it was abandoned but when I called the city help line they said non-threatening wildlife is left to nature. Leave it alone. So I did.