I only wanted to take out the trash; I didn’t expect all these questions! Continue reading “Sentry Duty”
If I Just Lay Here . . .
Some thoughts on an early morning I found difficult to get out of bed. Continue reading “If I Just Lay Here . . .”
Three Limericks, Animal Style
Wait, Wait . . . Don’t Tell Me! has the Listener Limerick Challenge. This is like that, except totally different. Continue reading “Three Limericks, Animal Style”
Sunday Snapshots
As you [probably] know, this week I masqueraded as my alter ego:
I started working every morning before sunrise;
111+ heat indexes are not to be trifled with!
My working hours looked remarkably the same:
I counted at least twelve trips to the solid waste recycling center.
The center is only open Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.
There was even one incredibly large azalea that turned out to be six separate plantings grown together.
However, the Master Shrubber has power to create . . . and to destroy:
We’re probably going to burn the stumps out.
Being summer in the South. every afternoon brought rain showers.
The one redeeming feature: the breeze blowing off the water:
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Sunday Snaphots
This week I stayed inside and tried to beat the 100+ heat index.
However, I did go out earlier in the week and take some photographs.
These were inspired by DM Shepherd’s Ghost Sign:
I did some tutoring at the school this week; tree removal has begun:
Smokey begged for the venison I cooked up:
What did I make?
Venison Alfredo and Venison Sloppy Joe.
My sister-in-law needed her battery changed:
This sunset caught my eye:
Don’t worry, I wasn’t driving!
These little guys and girls reminded me to make way for ducklings:
An ever-present reminder of hurricane season:
Science Friday favorited and retweeted one of my tweets!
What did you do this week?
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Sunday Snapshots
The week started with one of the earliest tropical storms on record: Tropical Storm Ana.
For reference, the ditch in the second picture is approximately 5 foot deep.
The photograph was taken approximately 6:00 AM on Monday morning.
Things did not improve until early Tuesday.
Personally, I like how the downspout turned out.
On Tuesday, we held a surprise Spring Recital for F_____’s wife. Normally she puts this on herself; with everything that’s happened, she cancelled it this year. My cousin, one of her students, organized and put on the recital for her. One of my jobs was to make this chocolate piano keyboard.
I didn’t get the right dark bars – I got the “mini” kind instead of the “fun size” ones – but still think it turned out okay. Actually, there were two of them, and only one white bar remained at the end of the evening.
Things were both normal and hectic on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday; you know, typical end-of-term stuff. My principal surprised me with not one but two kinds of sushi: eel (my favorite!) and yellowfin (which I hadn’t tried before but found to have just the right amount of spice and kick to it).
Saturday I cleaned the house (laundry and dishes) and cut the grass. Go me!
Now I can treat those annoying anthills . .


















