Greetings from a Snowy Whistler
Merry Christmas Christmas 2023 A week after the pleasure of babysitting my sickly grandson I had the pleasure of my first experience of Covid. I have managed to avoid it for four years. I was feeling very smug in the summer when eight of the ten college reunion party went down with it, only me and the husband of the college mate who lives 30 minutes up the Coast in Half Moon Bay escaping the lurgy then. The smug grin has gone, along with my voice and energy! Little more than a bad cold, but it sure is hanging around. A local mystery was solved last week after several days of the hummingbird feeder being drained overnight. Some nights it dropped to half full, other nights completely emptied. Locals suggested it could be bats, which are known to drink from hummingbird feeders, or possibly racoons. We have both in abundance locally. Camera set up and culprit caught on the first night. A racoon. Climbing on to the top of a plant pot the racoon tipped the feeder and drank. Dissatis