Dino has a to-do list about a mile long.
Of course I could not resist prowling around the heavy equipment that came in last week. The Case compactor had an interesting aspect.
I took one of my usual long walks yesterday, ending up by a little pool on the river. I was intending just to cross at the narrow end by picking my way through and across the rocks to reach the other side, but I perched on a rock midway to take pictures of a butterfly. After a few minutes, I realized that about a half dozen bullfrogs had gotten over their initial fright at my approach and had risen to the surface to bask. These frogs are invasive - they eat the native minnows and the baby pond turtles and are generally frowned upon, although it can be said in their favor that the blue herons find them quite tasty. (Note: perching on a rock in the middle of the river while keeping the gear from falling in - extra credit.)
The butterfly in question - a Woodland Skipper, I believe.