Now this is an interesting picture, I think. Two centipedes on the stump of a banana stalk. I think the centipedes were getting a drink as the chambers in the stalk held water and as interesting as that is, it is the way the banana is constructed that I find particularly beautiful and amazing. As is the structure of a centipede too, really. Together they make a pretty cool contrast of purpose and design.
Cold. It's been cold today. For me. Even the sky looked cold.
I didn't want to do a damn thing outside and I mostly didn't. I picked a few salad greens and that was about it. In fact, I haven't done much of anything. I've been back to my slothful ways. Not even worth discussing. Nor did I have an interesting dream. Well, that's not quite true but it was a disturbing dream and I do not wish to discuss it.
I drove to the Hilltop to get lunch for me and Mr. Moon. I was tired of eating the same soup for lunch after four days of that. So I went crazy and got us shrimp po'boy sandwiches and they were not bad at all. Mr. Moon has gone to a basketball game now and he has taken Gibson and that makes me happy.
In other grandchild news, I got this picture from Jessie today.
That child. At least he's wearing long pants and not shorts.
I hope they're having a good time at music camp. I think I would have already packed up and come home. No, that's not true. I wouldn't have gone in the first place.
What a drag it is getting old.
Oh, it's all so ridiculous.
Say what you will about hunting- if a man will get up on a Sunday morning when it's 24 degrees, dress in many layers of wool and thick cotton, drive to wherever it is he drives to, gets in a small boat to go to a very small island to sit in a duck blind to shoot ducks, he must really love it.