I’m not here.

I’m a big fan of radicchio, especially grilled and from our garden.

As I was leaving to go to the farm this morning to do some maintenance, my daughter yelled at me to wait. She ran to her room and came back with Red to “keep me company” — it’s been quite a while since I’ve travelled with an animal.

Red watched while I ran the weed-eater around the garden beds and was kind enough to pose for a photo (or a couple dozen).

I’ve never ridden with a weed-eater spread out across the handlebars before, the bike becomes ridiculously unstable!

There’s nothing particularly interesting about a robin. It’s probably the species of animal most overlapping my childhood in the Midwest and fatherhood in the PNW — though the ones here are much fatter than their eastern counterparts with some positively huge.

There’s also nothing spectacular about this photo, in fact it’s not that great at all — but I spend a lot of time with this particular robin barking at me! It’s decided to nest in my rose arbor and is making it abundantly clear when I’m near the roses it is not happy.

I was near the rose arbor because I was shooting more photos of ant and peonies. While the research shows a peony doesn’t need an ant to open I doubt without serious intervention on my part I’ll ever be able to confirm the findings.