This morning after I woke up I went out and sat for a while in the cool breeze and dappled sunlight of the back yard. As I listened to all the different bird songs, an elegant if somewhat tattered old fox jumped silently to the top rail of the side fence. We gazed for a minute at each other, and he leaped to the ground on my side, made his way to the back corner, and sprang to the top of the fence again. After a long pause as he looked back at me, he proceeded to the next adjacent yard.

A few moments later a squirrel came racing down from the upper to the lower branches of the tree next to me, chattering angrily. I think he was scolding the fox, for reasons I didn't comprehend.

The rest of the day, I worked on various projects, occasionally getting sidetracked by the contents of yet another box I pawed through while trying to locate something that for some reason had come to mind. A few more boxes were emptied and added to the growing pile occupying a corner of the garage.



The most gratifying project today was finishing the installation of the puerta pequeña por la perrita hermosita - see below her evident approval of this new architectural enhancement of casa Balmoral...



After finishing up the dog door, I drove a few miles to Old Town to meet a few people who gather to practice Spanish converation. Felix and Dana were there this afternoon, and we had a nice time in a venerable coffee shop.



After we chatted for an hour and a half, I walked through Old Time Square, and was struck once again by what an agreeable place Fort Collins can be.

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