Scone Lady of Sewanee

That's what some folks call me because I sell them each Saturday at the Farmer's Market.

Now the squirrels might now think of me the same way.

I tossed some scone crumbs for them today and delighted upon watching them chase each other around for the big bits. They have good taste. Now if only I could teach them to drink tea with pinkies uplifted.

Thirst

Another drought.

After a drenching and stormy winter and spring, drought again visits us, leaving the ground sere, the animals desperate.

I have placed ready-made baths, three of them, around the back yard, including one on the deck. This afternoon, I watched as birds and squirrels waited their turns to slake their thirsts.

The squirrels are pests, but they have needs, too, and sometimes I feel compelled to meet them.

It's the least I can do.