D.O.P.-T. (Friday)

A wren in a tree in our front yard was emitting alarm calls very like an angry squirrel, but in shorter, faster bursts. I happened to be close enough to see the bird. So it's possible some of the screaming I've put down to invisible squirrels in the past might have been from little fat birdies.

D.O.P.-T. (Saturday)

Walking the dogs around the park, we came upon three employees with a plan, trying to adjust the watering jets. I hope they succeeded - most areas are horribly over-watered, and not just by watering in the rain when there is rain, the playing field tends to be a morass, and I see from peering at newspapers in racks that a drought emergency has been declared.

D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

At the supermarket, I noticed that at the right end of some of the pricing strips under the shelves, there was a thurisaz. I was pretty shocked.