We're not in Kansas anymore.

Nope, we're stuck in some buckets in an urban back garden in wet and windy Dublin.
Mind you, the natives look after us pretty well, although there have been rumours that they're only fattening us up for the stewpot. What rubbish! On the plus side there has been no sign of those pesky raccoons, so thats a bonus.

Hi gang. It has taken a while but I think that this fellow is joining us for dinner today. I told him he could bring a companion. I am really looking forward to tasting them just to see if what they say about fresh corn is true.

Here's a tenuous link.