Reds are particularly vivid this Fall and with the milder daytime temperatures over the last couple of days it feels like a little slice of heaven has fallen upon our neck of the woods. I wouldn’t be surprised, actually, if heaven were trying to insinuate its presence in my life considering my dark and heartless soul. But that’s a topic for a different day.

What does this picture have to do with a dog? The white smears on each side window are dog nose height. Someone in the house obviously isn’t able to look out a window and enjoy the view without leaving genetic evidence of that act behind.

We recently tried out a new Sushi restaurant that is located about 15 minutes south of where we live. There’s an all-you-can-eat menu so that’s what attracted us in the first place. They have a unique item in their appetizer section that they call Chicken Screwer.

I know that this isn’t a typo because the waitress, in heavily accented English, pronounced it exactly as it is written.

Us: Can we try a chicken skewer?

She: One chicken screwer?

Us: Um, yeah.

She looks at us strangely.

Us: Ok, we’ll have two then.

She smiles a satisfied smile: Ok, 2 chicken screwer then.

Us: Uh huh.

They were surprisingly good.

To further illustrate my point about our summer weekends, here are some pictures. I’m supposed to be starting a backyard campfire to cook dinner while The Girl is catching up on some clients that she wasn’t able to get to while she helped out at my office last week.

It’s a good thing that I’m not a professional blogger. I would never make ends meet during the summer months.

Most of my readers have noticed that the frequency of my posting slows down during the summer. You are correct — it does. With only a few hours of free time each week, things such as the following demand my time:

Jimmy the frog.

Frank the turtle chasing a snail.

A smoking pig roaster.

Fire and rain don't mix.

Crispy skin.

A butterflied pig.

Many thanks to everyone who braved the thunderstorm during the pig roast. Kudos also to all of those who took a swim in the pool during said storm.

Here’s a informative overview of what natural pools or swimming ponds are all about. It’s from the Globe and Mail, a national Canadian newspaper. The article is informative in more ways than the obvious — with respect to this blog.

See the online version of the story (without the photos) here.