♪♪ In the Jungle, the Mighty Jungle, the Lion Sleeps Tonight...♫♫

Okay, it's not the jungle, but our back yard -- my 'turtle' garden to be exact, and it's not a lion, but a fox -- a young one, I think.  But this is what grand daughter and I saw  - not 10 feet from the house - when we went into the back room.  I know these are TERRIBLE photos, but 1)  Ariana and I didn't want to spook him; and 2) it's through windows and a screen and at dusk; and okay 3) I'm still a lousy shot with the zoom lens of my camera.

We also visited two of our grands on Easter.  The wee one didn't get an Easter basket like his sister and cousin did, but he got some nice outfits.

Son, Michael, with Boh

Nonna Kathy gets in some hugs...

And gets a smile!

And then delivers an Easter basket to Ariana

Lessons and Paradigms

This morning I had every intention of getting up early and heading out for some pampering, but I woke up at 6:00 (way too early) and fell back to sleep an hour later. I got up at 10:00 and began my morning ritual. Anyone else love to brush their teeth while looking out the window? This is a habit of mine and I notice of our daughters as well.

This morning, rather than spotting the normal idyllic scene, I happened to witness a beautiful red fox nab a SCREAMING squirrel. Our daughter happened to see this from the downstairs, unfortunately getting a closer view. She's a new mother and was contemplating going after the fox. (What she would have done with it, I have no idea). I don't know which was louder: the squirrel in death throes or daughter). The fox looked back over her shoulder as if to ask, "What?" and continued down the hill to her den, squirrel in her mouth. I tried to assuage M's feelings with the thought that this is a mother feeding her kits.

M didn't buy it. She's still upset. But as disconcerting as this was to me, I realize this is just the scheme of things. I'm just wondering if "Eat or be eaten" is the paradigm for all walks of life. Rush Limbaugh comes to mind for some reason...