The big turn is coming

On the way back in from lunch I ran into our friendly neighborhood squirrel. Call it a signal of the season.

I’m sure this one has a name. The students have named them all. There’s some sort of casual and non-scientific tracking observation going on, and you occasionally see updates on social media. They’re so acclimatized to humans that this one kept moving too close and running the video I was trying to shoot. (And when do you say that about wildlife?) I wanted to make a gif. Alas.

This is my favorite part of football in the spring, and just about my favorite part of football:

Oh, Aunt Becky:

Tomorrow it’s going to be in the sixties. Spring has arrived. (That’s the biggest joke in this post.)

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