Way back on the 18th we went to Tomiko restaurant with the AKA Smiths. We stopped off to do a little smallie fishing. We won't give out the name of the lake 'cause lately some guys from down south have been taking more fish than they really need. Rapists. We released all of our fish.
Sometimes you have to go and get them out.
Next, prodigal son Itchie Richie returned to Lil' Tomiko after years and years of roaming the 4 corners of the earth. It was a whirl wind visit. If you blinked, you missed him.
Luckily I managed to get a pic when he had to shift into reverse.
It looks like Addison and Grayden aren't quite buyn' what Mr. Smith is sellin'.
We met up with Linda, the hippy chick from Woodstock and Howard/Harold/don't call me late for dinner at Jose's.
Last Tuesday Grasshopper hopped on the Tardis and time traveled all the way back to the land that time forgot. HEY! I got a salad, too.
The other day I watched Mrs. and brood walk up the driveway, on the way to the feeder. They normally come thru the bush.
One stopped off to weed one of Grasshopper's gardens.
Mrs. on the look out before they cross the open yard.
The tarp is to protect the tree from pileated wood peckers. Another grouse video on Youtube.
There was a nice sun set on the way home, but, Richie's road was too over grown, ( Rich, we gotta talk ) to get good pics.
Just a couple of jokes for you today.
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