I love the big clump of porcupine grass in winter. It has gorgeous feathery seed heads that look wonderful against the snow. But this winter, it's been looking a bit bedraggled. The weight of all that snow, I thought.
Wrong!
You might remember that Duncan hung out in this clump last spring, when all that fresh green grass made a comfy little seating area. Well, apparently the stiff dead stalks make a perfect little hideaway.
He made a front door, conveniently out of our winter line of sight.
He's carved out a space just big enough for him to fit into, and nobody knows he's there...
... unless he wants to stretch out!
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