Wednesday, September 10, 2008
It had become a chore to get the pack off the kitchen stoop. It was the default lair from which they could only be moved by a squirrel of chipmunk. A tasty vole would move them, but nobody liked to admit taking the trouble to catch a vole. Finding different ways to compose the stoop in a photograph was becoming a challenge. Still, it was a test of ingenuity. September was wonderful.