When chipmunks fly

It was as usual, all about the peanuts this morning. Nelson grabbed so many he began burying them after he ate his fill. The chipmunk flew back and forth over the wild thyme to her pantries which must be overflowing. A vocal young Bluejay watched the scene perched on the roof gutter. I finally had to shut them all off after over 4 cups of nuts had vanished.

For the Record,
This day came in cooler with overcast skies ,damp and muggy air. The drop in temperature is a relief, but not for long.