Some years ago I shared this image in my post depredated bird. I see such configurations of feathers pretty often around here—the remains of a bird killed probably by a cat or hawk, or possibly a fox or coyote.

Depredated bird

So I was somewhat daunted when I saw this configuration of sequins on the grass just outside my front door.

A bunch of blue sequins scattered on the lawn

Does that not look dauntingly like the remains of a depredated party girl?

It makes me worry just a bit about about what the predator was.

I have an orange fleece buff that I wear when it’s cold and windy. Ashley, still feisty after a walk, grabbed the back of it and started pulling tug-of-war fashion.

“Don’t do that Ashley! How would you like it if I started pulling something around your neck… Oh.”

Thought it might be getting a little late for third coffee, but looked at the clock and it was barely after 9:00 AM! Maybe we should go back to standard time every day!

I would prefer local solar time, and had thought next best would be permanent standard time, but maybe setting the clocks back an hour every day would be even better!

Sun setting over a Winfield Village parking lot