It Must Be Fall

Plop, .plop, plop,  what is that plopping on my roof????  A check outside and oh, yes, it is that time of year.

The squirrels are in the trees throwing down food to store for winter.  Pretty smart to throw them on my roof and have them roll to the ground.  I will give them a day or two to get them buried somewhere else and then I am sweeping them up.



So it is 10 AM and my laundry is done, my house is clean, my decks are swept, my storage closet is cleaned out and my food cans in the garage are realigned.  Must be time to read.  Retirement is great.