Well, sorta, not really. It’s the big city and all, suburbia however, is 45 blocks North –
Close enough for me.
And the mailman.
So there’s that.
Well, sorta, not really. It’s the big city and all, suburbia however, is 45 blocks North –
Close enough for me.
And the mailman.
So there’s that.
And we have lift-off –
More from my visit with the waterfowl on the shores of Lake Washington, tomorrow.
As the colors change around here –
Things are getting pretty scary –
Good thing the roses are still flowering (What the???) –
Fall. I like it.
The wildlife and the peanuts you put out for them –
Settle down critters, you’ll get yours. All I want is a picture or two.
Solid entertainment.
It’s been a really nice one helluva Summer, but Fall is making it’s case. The flowers are giving their last hurrah –
We’ll see where we are in a week or two. (Should be blanketed in grey, soaked thru, with about 6 hours of daylight. ((And that, my friends, is why Starbucks is the 800 pound gorilla it is.))
I got out of work early, pedaled home and proceeded to clean the gutters. Followed it up with the last lawn mowing of the year. My cat did this –
Lazy cat didn’t even offer to help.
He’s just happy his tongue is fixed.
And that he can roll around in the dirt covered driveway.
All very cat-like.
Good work cat, well done.
He broke his tongue. It is now permanently stuck outside of his head –
You should see him try and drink out of the water bowl. Absolutely hilarious. And quite messy.
Yeah, I’m making fun of my cat. That’s what he gets for beating me up this morning.