I recently had lunch with an old friend, the groundhog that lives on the property at my work. He was in his old spot in the ditch just hanging out. I usually sit in my car and read and heard rustling outside the window. I looked out and there he was. I haven’t seen him much this summer so it was nice to see him there. He crept along through the ditch and then ventured out into the field across the parking lot where I usually see him hanging out.