It’s a quiet holiday weekend, and I’ve nothing much to write about. The only major news from here on Hiram Hill is that a fox going by the name of Wily Willy seems to have taken up residence under our deck. He’s an elusive critter, but earlier today I did manage to whip out my phone and snap a shot of him through the living-room window as he trotted by. Here he is:

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I wonder what a fox tastes like.
Fox tastes just like oven-fried junebugs.
Fox news.
Fox?
Too easy. Fish.
Yikes! “Fox News”. There’s the title — should have seen that one.