…anchored off the end of the pier. Probably seeking shelter from unsettled weather—thunderstorms sliding by just to the north (as usual).

Looks like a long distance traveler, maybe a Looper. I’ve decided to hold off on rolling out the cannon and firing a broadside.

Right now, two tree frogs chatting, one on my left and one on my right.

In other news, we had two visitors to the wood burning stove—bats—who were removed, though, unfortunately, a little too forcefully to insure their survival. Note to bats…we like you but please stay out of the stove.