Friday, March 27, 2015
You could call this a late submission for last week's Ruckus or an uncharacteristically early submission for this week's Outside. I prefer to call it versatile by way of serendipity.
I hope you have a wonderful weekend. It promises to be very warm where we are.
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Strength is.... Hmmm. What to write?
Strength comes in many forms.
Like the way I told my daughter after an especially trying day:
Or knowing how to face the possibility of failure without fear or judgement,
and in fact, learning from it.
With so many ways to show strength, I wanted to find the perfect words.
So I turned to Google Autofill to help me.
Oh, wise Google, what is Strength?
And this is what it told me:
So there you go.
What's going on here? Oh, nothing. Just building an elevated path through a doughnut orchard. I must say, the way she's lashing those spoons together sure is strong. What's that? Gravity? Pshaw. And doughnuts don't really grow on trees either.
I had my first doughnut in over a year last week. Mmmmboy, it was so pillowy and soft and sweet. It was just a simple glazed doughnut, but it was absolutely delightful, and so worth the wait.
To my beloved aunt, may you rest in peace and have joy in your next big adventure.
You are missed.
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
There's nothing like the love between a girl and her -- wait, what the who?!
Remember the Snailtropolis from the last post? When I panned out, I discovered what had caught the snail's attention. I feel bad for those snail wranglers.
On a separate note, my house is slowly being stripped for parts under my very nose! I discovered several curious holes in my window screen recently. I had no idea how they got there.
And then a few days ago, I heard rattling at the window and saw a couple of birds pecking at the screen. Oh my goodness! Birds were clipping little squares from my screen! Maybe they had their own little windows to cover, though you'd have to wonder why they'd want to keep bugs out. I mean, that's lunch right there, flying through the window. It's even better than delivery, because you don't need to tip. I did a little research and, appropriately enough, the little culprits responsible for this are called House Finches. Pffft. House Filchers is more like it.
|Photo courtesy of Wikipedia|
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Behold! Sleeping whales! I had no idea. It must be a strange sight to come upon a pod of sleeping whales. I wonder what they dream about. I also learned that birds can shut off half their brains when they sleep, keeping the other half alert to watch for predators. In one experiment, researchers put all their ducks in a row, literally. The ducks in the middle slept with both eyes closed. But the first and last ducks each kept their outer eye open while they slept. I kind of wish I could do that!