Ducks are cool –
That’s all I got for a Monday. Maybe something good tomorrow? We’ll see.
‘Who? Me? Carve up the house with my claws? What would make you say such a thing?’
‘Look at this face. Does this look like the face of criminal? Musta been one of the other gatos. I was sleeping the whole time you were gone.’
‘That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.’
Water? Check. Island? Check. Clouds? Check. Filtered Sunshine? Check.
In a nutshell – Seattle, winter.
There you have it.
Sunday was. Walked out after lunch and got an eyeful of this –
Not bad –
One of those days.
Carry on.
There’s not a leaf on this one (well, maybe a couple) –
Not my tree, so nothing I had to rake up after either, thankfully.
I just liked the way it looked against the clouds. Carry on.
I’ll take THINGS THAT I HATE FOR A THOUSAND, please Alex –
What is, RAKING LEAVES?
And before any of you get all nostalgic and start waxing lyrical about how ‘When I was young, we had to rake 13 miles of leaves, in the snow, uphill, both ways…..’; Zip it. I still hate raking leaves. Plus, it’s been a long time since I was anything close to resembling young. Add in the rain and the dark after work, and it totals up to Sucks-ville. Population 1 – ME!
Only one more tree to go this winter. Yay! Well that and the entire front yard that has been ignored for 6 or 8 months. But never mind about that for now.
I swear, the next house will have a grand total of ZERO trees on the property. Either that, or it comes with a landscaper.
Just sayin.
Sorry about the poor photo, it really was quite dark out. Stretched the limits of the camera, and it shows.
Vacation is over, time to get back to work and relax –
* 7 am, it was 20 degrees out, & the wind was blowing a bit when this photo was taken. Harder than being at work for certain.
Maybe more from Canada later. Not sure if there’s anything good. We’ll see.
So what do you do with a beaut of a Sunday in the middle of November in Seattle? I’ll tell what I’d do; I’d go have lunch at Ray’s and stare out at this –
Yup, that’s what I’d do we did. Not so shabby.