Frontier Wars

Once more unto the breach our dear monster of a porcupine continues to make anew under the wire fence.

Last night he or she came up to the house and dug away at a rotten tree stump. We slept through the drama nursing legs riddled with mosquito bites after our stream-side picnic yesterday.

Thunder growled around after the midday heat but gave us little rain down in the valley m. The Boss battled though torrents on the Consuma after making the run into Fiesole.

Saw a big raptor from the house today. Could almost have thought it was a Golden Eagle sweeping down from its wooded heights on Monte Falterona.