They’ve put a new fountain in at one of the entrances to the Columbus Commons. It’s a nice fountain, with its lily pad look and bright green surrounding shrubbery. But then, all fountains really are nice, aren’t they? The burble of the water, the coolness of the air around them, the slight spray on your face, the gleam of the shimmering water on a sunny day — these are the things that make fountains a great addition to any metropolitan area.
If I were in charge of city planning, I’d make sure that a chunk of development money was dedicated to building more fountains.
The bird feeder in our backyard broke, sending birdseed falling to the ground — and in the process turning our back fence into the German Village Squirrel Superhighway. As I write this, no fewer than four squirrels are racing over the fence lines, romping through the backyard, twitching their tails, eating as much birdseed as they can stuff into their gluttonous buck-toothed mouths, and then skittering back up the trees that serve as the squirrel superhighway on and off ramps.
Squirrels are basically rats with tails, but they are industrious little buggers and fun to watch. Hard-working and personally greedy, they are the prototypical capitalists of the animal kingdom. When an opportunity presents itself, they are highly motivated to get their share and will do what they can to maximize their personal gain.
Now that I think of it, I’m surprised somebody hasn’t tried to tax them.