Yes, the clearest sign – the return of the squirrel.
It’s only one little guy frolicking about, searching for whatever he lost, saved, or now needs. He spent half the day here. Granted, it was a lovely day with that promise of changing seasons. I couldn’t blame him for wanting to hang around. As long as he doesn’t wake me up with his “roof antics,” I can ignore him. Otherwise – Squirrel Relocation Plan #72 goes into effect.
