My dental hygienist says that things usually come in threes. I imagine many people say that. I had a root canal on a molar and then surgery on an ear. I think the third thing is that a maple tree in the back yard began to come apart at the fork in the trunk. In a strong wind, such as we are likely to get on Friday, it would probably collapse into two big pieces. One of the pieces would either hit the house or fall in the driveway. People from a tree service should be here around noon to remove it. They will have to do some pruning on a hemlock tree to be able to get their equipment close enough.
I noticed the damage to the tree late on last Friday afternoon, and I’ve been a little tense for a few days with a tree that might collapse.
The chipmunk that I’ve been feeding for a couple of years was displeased today to see that I had given some food to another chipmunk, even though that other chipmunk is one of the offspring she gave birth to earlier in the spring. My old friend chased that other chipmunk away.
My chipmunk neighbor appears to be living on her own again. She must have decided that the three children were old enough to go live on their own. One of them tried to come back yesterday to eat some of the sunflower seeds etc. that I had put out, but the mother chased him or her away after a brief rumble.
I was at the gym about half an hour ago, and I saw on the television that there was some story about the wife of Robert Kennedy Jr., but I didn’t see what it was and the audio was turned off. Knowing nothing about her as an individual other than the fact that she was the wife of a Kennedy, my guesses were (1) that she was arrested for drunk driving, and a less likely guess (2) that she had filed for divorce, and an even less likely guess (3) that she had been arrested for possession of controlled substances. I Googled news about “Robert Kennedy” just now, and guess number one was correct.
Report at nypost.com
I drove out to Brimfield today to go to the antiques show. I’d never been there before. The newspaper reports make it sound exquisite, but the merchandise really runs the gamut from the junky to the exquisite, with much of the stuff closer to the junky than to the exquisite. Lots of dealers from all over the U.S. have booths there, most of them under awnings or tents. There are also a number of little booths where one can buy a lunch. For most of the sections of the fair, admission is free. There was one area with somewhat better booths for which the admission was five dollars. I entered that area around two o’clock and at that point I didn’t notice anybody interested in collecting money for admission. If somebody had asked me to pay, I would have, but since nobody asked I didn’t go looking to pay. I spent about two and a half hours at the fair, and then my attention began to wane. I had parked at a three-dollar lot, at St. Christopher’s Catholic church, that wasn’t very far from the fair. Closer lots would have cost $5 or $7. I didn’t buy anything, other than a tuna melt and a cranberry juice, but some of the small Oriental rugs were tempting.
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Today the three little chipmunks are looking out of their hole in the ground. Sometimes they will venture as far as two feet from the hole and then run back. Yesterday only one was venturing away from the hole. According to what I’ve read online, within the next two weeks the mother will either kick them out of her burrow or will move into a new burrow herself. I suspect she’ll kick them out, since she likes sitting on the nearby woodpile to survey the little valley at the back of my yard. Also I give her sunflower seeds, cracked corn, and peanuts every now and then, on the ground to the right of the woodpile, often two or three times a day.
The chipmunk that lives in my back yard has three little chipmunks.
“Residents [of Strongsville, Ohio] called police because they were trapped in their home by a temperamental squirrel.”–cleveland.com
