A little privacy, please. I'm pretty sure that's what's in Harper's thought bubble here.

Any time she was not to be found in one of her usual spots for the last couple of days, I located her here, tucked way down behind this shrub and wedged up against the fence. It was all new to me. When I tired of brushing all the flora and fauna from her coat after wiggling her way out of this new
hidey hole, I admonished her to 'Stay Out Of There!' Little did I know that she was protecting me.
Over the weekend, Hubby went to work establishing a 'squirrel free perimeter' around the yard. He drove stakes into the ground between the pickets to block them from digging under the rabbit wire he installed last summer. On the inside of the fence, he dug a narrow trench and added curbing for extra security. There is still a little work to do along the common fences with our neighbors, but it seems that that picket fence was the main port of entry. I enjoyed 2 full days of 100% squirrel-free bliss.
Today they were back. I marched myself out there with the hose and just drenched one of those little stinkers. Seems squirrels do not have a natural short-term memory as that fella could not find his way back to the spot he came in. Finally he got behind 'Harper's shrub' and never showed his face again. Seems there is a small breach back there and Harper was not hiding from me but keeping the squirrels out. She's such a good girl - extra treats for her. Hubby will get that sealed up this weekend and we can go back to squirrel-free bliss.
Late yesterday afternoon, I mixed up the bread dough from the sponge I shared. It did a slow rise in the fridge overnight. Because there is no fat in this recipe, it is helpful to develop the flavor with a longer, slow rise. Here it is just before going into the oven this morning.

And fresh out of the oven.

It's funny to me that the crust is just as hard as a rock when it first comes out of the oven. As the loaf cools, it becomes much less rigid and turns into a crispy, light crust. Hubby came home for lunch today. We had tomato soup and slices of bread topped with cheddar cheese and melted under the broiler. Yum. For dessert we had some treats that came a long way for us to enjoy.
There was a surprise package delivered to our doorstep yesterday. The Princess is just about ready to move back to the States from Germany. Over the last couple of months, she has had a flurry of trips and tours in an effort to experience as much of Europe as she possibly can. It seems that she has picked up a few souvenirs for Mom and Dad along the way.

She sent us a Christmas ornament from the Vatican, a 'smashed Euro' from the Coliseum, Italian soap, chocolate and olive oil, cookies and lip balm from Prague and
Karlovy Vary*. That Princess is a good girl to think of us and I couldn't be more thrilled that she has had these wonderful travel opportunities. Still at the end of the day - I'm glad she's coming home.
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Karlovy Vary is a sister city to our city. It seems that both locations have the exact same mineral water. There is a spa here, but not nearly as famous as those in Europe.