It’s easy to get into a rut – or at least, it is for me. Depending on conditions and location, I realize that I’m finding mostly the same subjects, and I try tempering what I post because it’s a lot of photos of the same damn thing. And then, like earlier in the year, things
Author: Al Denelsbeck
No one looks forward to this
… even the people that benefit the most from it – you’ll know why in a second, or if you’ve been paying attention to the past years’ posts on the sidebar there.
Yes indeed, Friday, October 15th is National Grouch Day, so you have plenty of time to prepare
Intermission, part 2
I’m in the middle of a long post right now, worrying about it too much given the number of visitors to this site, but that’s my own neurosis. Meanwhile, I followed a link to a video clip that was quite amusing, but it was hosted on [urgk] Twitter I attempted to embed it here (with full attributes and links, mind,) but all that occurred was a direct Twitter
Profiles of Nature 40
Know what? You’re a crybaby. Cry, little crybaby. “The Profiles of Nature just won’t stop! Waah! Waah!” Little crybaby…
This week we have Bimasha, the last photo of her on stage before she stepped off the edge and fell into the orchestra pit, breaking three different legs (and a pedipalp) and getting billed for the damage to the woodwinds section. The lesson is, stay
Still the same, still cute
I know I’ve been quiet, and it’s for a variety of reasons like projects, a bad keyboard, the waning conditions for critters, and simply that I’m only obtaining more photos of the same subjects. But then again, they’re still cool subjects, so I’m not going to let them languish in my folders for too long.
We’ll start with one from last month.
I like
Still there? Why?
It’s no secret that I despise social media, especially given that little graphic over there on the sidebar, but just in case it isn’t perfectly clear, I find it, all of it, to be pointless, puerile, and in most cases, manipulative and antisocial. I had a Facebook account for a couple of years I believe, begun solely to suss out some things for my employment at the time,
Dew cute
Just had to post some very recent pics, since I was out in the yard during the wee hours of the morning (you know, about the time you often have to wake up and wee,) looking for mantids laying egg sacs. I saw none of those, dagnabbit, but did see the ubiquitous green treefrogs of course… and one other subject that I’m going to feature here. It was, in fact, the second such example of
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Profiles of Nature 39
No, the Profiles haven’t ended yet, but hey – we’re on a schedule, so you at least have a little warning, or can pretend Thursdays don’t exist, whatever it takes. We could be doing this at random, more times a week even. Be grateful for what you get.
This week we meet Groft Smiel, seen here during filming and contemplating which method of eviscerating his foe would cause him
Is that all you got, September?
I really shouldn’t ask that, to be honest – it’s been an aggravating month on this end at least. This is posting in the early hours of the last day, so there’s still plenty of time for September to rise to that challenge.
But hey, it’s the month-end abstract – that’s a bright spot, yeah? And what do we have for that, Johnny?
Why, it’s…