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I'm a writer, publishing both as SJ Rozan and, with Carlos Dews, as Sam Cabot. (I'm Sam, he's Cabot.) Here you can find links to my almost-daily blog posts, including the Saturday haiku I've been doing for years. BUT the blog itself has moved to my website. If you go on over there you can subscribe and you'll never miss a post. (Miss a post! A scary thought!) Also, I'll be teaching a writing workshop in Italy this summer -- come join us!
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Five squirrels in the back yard

All hanging out together, spiraling around the big tree, jumping on and off the branches of a little tree and the fence. Two and maybe three of these guys are smaller than the other two -- who I'm pretty sure, based on his thick tail and her white ears, are Squirrely and Squeeze -- and seem a touch tentative. Is it possible we had a late fall litter after all? The timing's about right, if they were born toward the end of November, early December. Now that they've moved house -- original house having fallen spectacularly to the ground -- I can't keep as close an eye on them, but I'm advancing that theory.

Meanwhile, down on the river, the loon's still here, and the American black ducks; the buffleheads are back, and I saw something else this morning that I think was a ruddy duck. And, of course, seagulls -- herring, blackback, and ring-billed -- abound. Take stale bread down there, you get a real Hitchcock experience.

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