Played golf this morning. Harbour Pointe in Mukilteo. Shot me a 124. Not bad, huh? Goes a long way towards keeping that Handicap Index in the 30’s. Yates, you owe me 18 a side AND either 2 beers, or one Bloody Mary. Non-negotiable.
Nice day for it –
Tee’d off at 6:20 and got around in 4 hours flat. Well done.
We might just get some apples off the old tree this year. And you might just get some apple-butter out of the deal. It’s all in the bee’s hands now –
Keep your fingers crossed.
And this is for my French-Canadian friend, Guy, who thinks I take too many pictures of my cats –
My cat is pretty sure he can dispose of your carcass in the lake right behind the house. He also tells me he’s not afraid of that pushover of a dog of yours.
The replacement camera arrived, and they failed to send the replacement photographer. New Yorkers, never getting anything right.
So we’ll just have recycle the old one and get all the mileage we can out of him.
New camera thoughts;
In this first photo you can really see how well it illuminates the blacks of Hopps versus the whites of the railing. Actually, you can really see how disgustingly filthy the deck gets after 7 months of rain….
This second photo shows how well it performs under low-light conditions. Not really, just giving you a fern update, well over a foot tall now –
This shot exemplifies the powerful struggle between Republicans and Democrats. Just kidding, no politics allowed. Just the flowers in the front yard with the sun hitting them in a kinda cool way –
This is bound to be Marla’s favorite, as it will demonstrate my ability to feed the squirrels while she’s outtta town –
In all seriousness, new camera is just that – new. Cool so far.
Nothing illegal here, just doing a little fishing –
Good looking boat.
Makes we wanna learn how to fish. Properly.
Probably not gonna happen, as the fish instinctively know when I’m around, and swim to the other side of the lake.
Kinda makes the whole exercise pointless….
Stupid fish.
Not this kitty. He loves to watch you work in the yard, but refuses to grab a shovel and help out.
Nice to know he’s got my back in case I need it.
Otherwise, I’m blaming his lack of contribution to yardwork on the ‘no opposing thumbs’ thing.
Lucky cat.
Get in your crate and shut up, you’re going.
That’s the conversation Felix and I had. Then he proceeded to scream all the way to the Vet’s office, much to Marla’s delight.
Sorry about the poor photo, but there’s something I like about it. Nothing focused, poor lighting, shaky, blurry – all that went into the photo, and it shows.
This is the Claw Of Destruction –
If you wake me again for anything other than food, I will not hesitate to use it on you.
Signed,
Hopps
Barley, pretending he’s in jail –
And duly ignoring me.
Good cat.
Just 4 days later and –
Going gangbusters. We’ll check back later.
Like I said, Baron Von Wallet looks great in the garage –
I’m certain it would look better out and about, but, duty called this weekend – Mike and the Chevelle, The Garden, laziness, F1 racing, vacation planning… All rightly, or wrongly, prioritized over going for a spin.
Maybe Mother Nature keeps up the spell of nice weekends we’ve been having, and we can go out for a bit this coming weekend?
