LynnM says that that order of Superballs would be enough for all the employees at the Pentagon, but that they probably don’t play at work like that.
I told her, of course not; those would be weapons of mass distraction.
Meantime, I got a nice dose of October in the mail yesterday, a surprise from Margo Lynn: the best of the bright red autumn leaves around her in Connecticut, with just the slightest touch of dampness to them (perfect!) as I pulled them out of the package, thundery storms and blustery days and all the color the trees celebrate the season with all right there in my delighted hands. Very thoughtful and very cool, thank you, Margo Lynn.
The towhee checked things out first and decided to play leapfrog over the offerings to get at its dinner. The black squirrel thought about it but hung back along the fence a moment, thinking things looked suspicious; a few minutes later, though, there he was, sniffing out each leaf one by one. It went back to the long, narrow leaf, the first one it had gone to, and took a few thoughtful bites before deciding no, it didn’t want to eat its veggies after all. Back to the sunflower seeds. It nosed around and under the bright maple leaves, while the mourning doves looked on and debated.
Watching them awhile, I didn’t get any knitting done… Code Red! Alert the Pentagon!