Knee Deep in Philanthropy

Okay, so last weekend, we found yet another example of the beneficence generosity of the Reynolds family. Tanglewood Park. It's now owned my the local municipality (I guess) but they're maintaining it and hopefully making a little money from it.

The Partner In Crime taking in the view.

There's a pool (with a little too little shade for my liking), a couple of golf courses, horseback riding (I'm tempted), a couple of lakes, hiking trails, and a garden.

Some spiderweb-y type thing in the kids' corner.

Midnight in the Garden of Grits and Cigarettes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of what I assumed was a dog in the woods. But it turned tail and ran. So I'm assuming it was some sort of wildlife. However, while pursuing it (I know I know -- great idea -- wild, possibly dangerous wildlife? Let's run after it!), I spotted a deer in the distance:

The shot I got...

Okay, I need a better photo-editing program. And a faster trigger finger.

It's there. Really. This struck me as especially funny in light of recent events. It seems one of the more or less domesticated animals we call "pets" has decided she'd like to take up residence on the neighbors' deck:

Like she can't crash in the house...?

At first this was a little concerning. After all, we don't want to burden the neighbors with an elderly and somewhat needy cat when they've got one (not as elderly, MUCH more aggressive) of their own. But she's fairly well-behaved and all she does is crash there. So the neighbors don't seem to mind too much. A debit: when she does deign to grace us with her presence, it's with a series of great howls! Now, it's not like we're locking her out or anything. And she's got to know by now that when it gets dark outside (or thereabouts) the door is going to be closed and we're in for the night. So "no" we don't hear her scratching at the door. (She did this once during a thunderstorm. Yes, we let her in.)
A benefit: she's using the litter box a LOT less! I guess she's doing it outside. And as Martha would say, that's a good thing.