For the first 10 years of my life, I was certain these birds were called “stahlings,” thanks to my grandmother’s Boston accent. I also thought there was a town on the Noth Shoah called Mahblehead.
Caterpillar Lady Linda shows her small green passenger to a soon-to-be Kindergartener.
luckily, we had no real damage from yesterday’s storm–a little bit of water in the basement and a few smaller branches. and lots of sticks. I made a first pass this afternoon, but there’s still plenty left.
taken around the corner from our house. Luckily, it doesn’t look like any of the three cars were crushed, although there’s probably plenty of scratches. That said, a neighbor told me the truck is brand-new.
Parker had to go see the v-e-t today. This is Miss Tabatha, one of the clinic’s residents. She deserves all your attention.
In dire times, people seem to go for the cheap store brand white bread, rather than the more expensive kinds that they usually buy. which seems a bit ridiculous when you consider they’ll be eating it for the next 6 months.
who’s Bean? and why did he (she?) leave this container in the staff lounge?
it amuses me that this massive piece of equipment (which I think is a floor buffer) has a cupholder on it.
also, there’s a hole in the wall.
usually people write their names or initials, or leave handprints or something else kind of personal. but not this guy.
I forgot to write down what species this little guy is, but he’s got cool racing stripes that I like.