Internets, meet Deen. Deen meet the internets.
Last summer we had Margie, who summered with us and then mysteriously disappeared on Sean’s birthday in November when winter arrived.
This year, Deen is the new Margie.
Sean named him Deen, because, you know – he’s deen with a widdle bit of wellwoe. But that was too long so we shortened it. Deen is our favorite peeping Deen. He (She? How would you know?) hangs around the back door, clinging to the window screens, silently peering in, fascinated I’m sure, by all the Antique weirdness therein. No doubt you’ll be seeing more of Deen here as the summer wears on.