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I direct your attention to the goings on in our front lawn.
Surprisingly, we have more yard critters in MN than in TX. The Mystery Woman (not-her-real-name) has an easy explanation: it’s because we live but six blocks from the Mississippi. But we’re in the middle of a big city.
There are no snakes, other than the usual politicians and faulty priests.
Bunnies abound. Yeah, yeah, I know all the rabbit jokes. But we have feral yard bunnies just a mile or so from downtown Minneapolis.
This year, we picked up a chipmunk in our menagerie. The little bugger dug a hole under the sidewalk and has his way with all our plants.
The squirrels are in constant rut. We must have a very special lady squirrel. Sometimes it’s five against one. With total abandonment, the rodents start at ground level but soon are swooning in the treetops, adding an element of danger. The acrobatics have been going on for a couple of weeks.
The **@##** grackles are smaller and, thankfully, quieter. Locals call them crows. The robins up here are bigger. Scruffier, too. I think it must be the hard winters.
To my astonishment, we have earthworms. Lots of them. How do they survive living encased in the frozen tundra during Minnesota winters?
Pity the earthworms. I read that frisky worms, who are lucky enough to find one another, lay head to tail (in states where permitted) …
Hmmm.You think I’m spending too much time on this porch?