Eye on the Prize

We have some squirrels that raid the bird feeder and we wondered how they still got there after we had moved the feeder away from places they could jump. Then they came back so we watched and it turns out they made a large jump from the clothes line pole along the washing line and then ninjad their way along the line until they reached the feeder. The washing line has now been taken down.
 
Best on black.
 
Today’s entry on the Abstract Fiesta journal is a wet handle.