Naturally on today’s walk there was the scenery that I usually see daily, only today it looked extra photogenic! So I took out my camera, (always ALWAYS on my person) and shot. Only to have a message from the camera saying that it could not record this photo. Argh. I left the memory card in the computer when I uploaded photos earlier. The sky was a deep “roll up your car windows” sort of beautiful rare gray. Add to that description, Unrecordable. Suddenly everything was having a good hair day. The barns, the fences, entrails and dirt. Ok not really on the entrails. I was half expecting Mr. Crow to show up in a sequined vest, smiling to show me his gold tooth since I was sans camera.
Speaking of the entrails, we did cross paths. I wonder if it hates the smell of live humans as much as we hate the smell of exposed guts. I crossed the road once the wall of stench poked itself intrusively up my nose. After crossing, there was that small moment of caution where you breathe in ultra-light…just in case you didn’t move far enough. Once down the road however, a truck blazed by so fast that the wind it created dragged the death with it and the smell was back for a Gotcha moment.
After feeding Mr. Crow today, I had my back to him, walking toward home. I could tell something was coming up behind me and he sailed past my head, horizontal peanut in shell, safe in his beak.
Later on when I went out for my second walk of the day however, I showed up at a common feeding post and looked up....THREE Mr. Crows. (I can't tell male from female at this point so they are all Mr. Crow and when together it's simpler to say "Hi Mr. Crows!"). They are rather handsome devils.
Randoms:
I think I possibly had THE best cup of coffee in a long time tonight. Humanling and I had appointments and I sat in the waiting room, Best Cup O' Vanilla Hot Joe and Year in Provence, just enjoying the time. Once it cools off too much though, I drop it like I never knew it. Many times I will stand loyal to a cup of coffee even if it's gone cold, but this was the pre dinner hour and it can't stand a chance in this time frame. Plus I was aggravated for a moment with the Honey and decided to dump the rest down the drain.
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Humanling and I were in the car, she blaring a Gwen Stefani tune that she’s wasted on my ears a million times. The torcha! She suddenly wanted to say something, but yet sing at the same time. It went something like:
Humanling: I forgot to have you sign the permission slip so that I could watch School of Rock today. So instead I went to the library and read a book on birth defects. Uh huh..it’s my Sh. All the girls stomp your feet like this!
Kids write the darndest poems!!
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I’m not sure why this came up yesterday but the Honey told me that he would try not to fart on my cupcakes. I don’t actually have any cupcakes in which to release such a travesty on but had to make it clear that THAT shouldn’t even happen by accident.
Speaking of the entrails, we did cross paths. I wonder if it hates the smell of live humans as much as we hate the smell of exposed guts. I crossed the road once the wall of stench poked itself intrusively up my nose. After crossing, there was that small moment of caution where you breathe in ultra-light…just in case you didn’t move far enough. Once down the road however, a truck blazed by so fast that the wind it created dragged the death with it and the smell was back for a Gotcha moment.
After feeding Mr. Crow today, I had my back to him, walking toward home. I could tell something was coming up behind me and he sailed past my head, horizontal peanut in shell, safe in his beak.
Later on when I went out for my second walk of the day however, I showed up at a common feeding post and looked up....THREE Mr. Crows. (I can't tell male from female at this point so they are all Mr. Crow and when together it's simpler to say "Hi Mr. Crows!"). They are rather handsome devils.
Randoms:
I think I possibly had THE best cup of coffee in a long time tonight. Humanling and I had appointments and I sat in the waiting room, Best Cup O' Vanilla Hot Joe and Year in Provence, just enjoying the time. Once it cools off too much though, I drop it like I never knew it. Many times I will stand loyal to a cup of coffee even if it's gone cold, but this was the pre dinner hour and it can't stand a chance in this time frame. Plus I was aggravated for a moment with the Honey and decided to dump the rest down the drain.
*
Humanling and I were in the car, she blaring a Gwen Stefani tune that she’s wasted on my ears a million times. The torcha! She suddenly wanted to say something, but yet sing at the same time. It went something like:
Humanling: I forgot to have you sign the permission slip so that I could watch School of Rock today. So instead I went to the library and read a book on birth defects. Uh huh..it’s my Sh. All the girls stomp your feet like this!
Kids write the darndest poems!!
*
I’m not sure why this came up yesterday but the Honey told me that he would try not to fart on my cupcakes. I don’t actually have any cupcakes in which to release such a travesty on but had to make it clear that THAT shouldn’t even happen by accident.
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