I wake up my first morning and go immediately to see the Violet-geen Swallows next door. and there they are, as aways, seemingly unafraid of me and my loud camera clicks.

Then I head down the driveway . . . a Chipmunk stretching.

She is NOT happy with me.

My friend Judy and I come around a corner, and I spot the unmistakable white head. Ok, take your time and see how long it takes you to spot the young one.