Still here, Mr. Squirrel pants - enough ants and sorrow

Good morning, what took you so long to notice? Mr. Squirrel Pants has figured out the handle to the door, he is so smart. He comes in, checks out the fire place for possible new dwelling, checks out the toy box where the bag of peanuts is kept, and settles in.

A few of our late blooming peonies  gathered before the rain takes them all the way down to the ground. 

 A few tiny ants along for the ride. I guess that one ant signaled her friends and opened most of our buds.

Not as robust as years past, thank you gardeners of insensitive skill...

Anyway, a nice bouquet, for anyone thinking that suicide might be a good idea. Understood.

But please allow your innate curiosity and good will to prevail, there is no next time.

You are loved. Thank you Mary !

Such a loss and a sad reckoning.
You are loved, all of you.
((((((((LOVED)))))))

for Kate and Anthony and all others who have given up the effort.

Dammit.