Squirrels are jumping, and the cotton is high

This weekend was beautiful. Saturday was mostly dry and warm but the weather on Sunday was something else. Everyone and his mother was out in Tooting Bec Common, where Elissa and I arrived at 5pm with a fishing rod and some freshly buttered toast. We were hoping to catch ourselves a squirrel!

In the corner of the common, two squirrels started to show an interest. We pulled out the fishing rod and tied the line round a lump of toast. Elissa went forward with it, and threw it over the branch of the tree. Cautiously, our first squirrel came out and tried to have the toast away. It didn't take long. We reloaded the toast a couple of times and attracted the attention of a second squirrel. A few more goes later and things weren't lasting as long each time we added toast. Elissa figured it out first - "They're biting through the string" she said. And they were. Clever little buggers.

Here are some snaps of our efforts, and a quick photo of last night's sunset in Corby Glen.