If you give a Chuck a choice...

He'll go for the grapes every time.  Louisa May was very happy to see me yesterday afternoon, but Winslow was especially happy to see the grapes I left for him at the Back Porch Cafe this morning. He ate quite a few of them before proceeding on to the sunflower seeds.  The best news is I heard from John last night and he is much better.  He wants to come to do a bit of work this week which will be, at this point, cutting back the really dried out parts of the garden.  Everything is brown and crunchy.  Some rain, maybe, tomorrow night but I'm not hopeful.  It is good to be home.