Likely an eastern river cooter (Pseudemys concinna concinna,) even though we were not on the Eastern River, but the Eno River instead it’s probably them damn unoriginal biologists wanting to call everything eastern, like there was some kind of east/west civil war that the east lost and still gets cranky about nearly 200 years later. This
Do things look different around here? They should – or perhaps not, if you delayed seeing this for too long and I actually got around to making the changes that I’d been hoping to. Yet as I type this, enough has been changed/corrected/altered/muddled/permitted/unborked to move forward, but I’ll let Noisy Al explain it:
Walkabout podcast – New
I have more than a couple of images to feature here, soonish, waiting on a little more time to write things up. They will be along eventually, but they may be delayed until after I’ve completed a large project, which is moving the site to a new host.
Which also means that things might go a little screwy, on the blog or on the main site itself, but anything should be rectified in a day or two.
Given the topic of the previous post, I feel obligated to get a start on this month with an image that embodies incredible depth, poignancy, and insight.
Don’t believe me? Check out the nails on girlfriend here.
You just know she’s going to start complaining loudly that the price that came up at the register was way higher than it said on the shelf…
So I noticed something the other day as I was checking my records. A year ago, I set a significant personal record (the ‘who-cares?’ kind of record) in May with the number of photos uploaded during the month, that number being 173 this was due to the trip we took to South
You might have known, had you bothered to look at your calendar or the side of your frozen pizza, that today is another holiday, being Lack of Ambition Day, which pretty much explains why I didn’t tell you sooner. I’d go into the history of it, and the ways that it’s celebrated across the globe, but that would require way more research than I feel like putting
All right, we’re gonna get a bit weird with this one. Yes, even for this site, so you’ve been warned.
I obtained the 45rpm vinyl phonograph of my featured song here back in 1978 or ’79, in my adolescence, but eventually lost all of my 45s among the many moves I’ve made over the years, and I probably hadn’t listened to it for years at that point anyway – I had moved
We did a brief trip this past (extended) weekend, primarily to go grab some pics that could not be obtained here in North Carolina, which means that some photo-heavy posts are coming – just, not right now. But I’ll provide this little hint of what’s to come:
Before that, though, must come the weekly reminiscing pics.
Oh, all right, not to keep you in too much suspense:
I know I won’t have the opportunity to do any serious posts for a day or three, but saw this guy hiding in the hosta as I went outside this morning and figured I’d sneak one in – don’t tell the boss. Our secret, okay?
Yeah, he looks grumpy, but we had a wicked amount of rain the past day, so he was probably up all night partying – no sympathy whatsoever.
Today’s end-of-month abstract is sponsored by Forgetfulness, where I intended to hit the button that starts recording video and pressed the shutter release instead between the low light, the wind, and the activity of the newborn mantids (you couldn’t tell?) the photo came out a little less than ideal. Yet it’s a perfect illustration of