Thursday, December 27, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
This is my 40 yr old son....showing his son the wonders of his childhood....climbing the maple tree in the front yard. Not that any 7 yr old needs to be shown, but the 40 yr old needs to relive the glory, I guess.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
I was walking around the flowers in a field...in the mowed portion, so I was not in tall grass or weeds, when I felt something like a stick stab my ankle. As I walked back to the car, it began to burn a little, so I looked down at it and it was bleeding quite a bit. I got in the car and wiped it with a napkin, and I could see two little puncture marks. Not a single hole in my panty hose. I began to be a little alarmed. It looked like a snake bite...two puncture holes, no damage to the nylons, bleeding profusely (for two tiny holes anyway), and the burning sensation. I called my hubby Ron and said I think I have been bitten by a snake...he said to go the hospital, I said even if it was only a garter snake? He asked if I had seen it, I said no, he says go to the hospital.
So I did. They got me in immediately. When I took off my panty hose I could see a little teensy tiny abrasion line, so I actually got stuck with a stick. I said "Well, this isn't going to be much of a story....snake bite sounds much better than stick bite!" I told my sister, "Hey!! it was a very very vicious stick, and very very noxious! It burned!!!"
So the good thing was that it wasn't a snake bite and the bad thing was that it was a horrible mean stick bite and I might be crippled for life. Ok, so they cleaned it up and they were happy for me that it wasn't serious and it will probably cost me $200+ for this darn stick bite and I hope you are laughing your hind end off!
AND I did get this great photo of a Monarch butterfly:
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
So here are the fishy photos, Carl first. Next is one from the slough.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Aaahhh! How I wish I was there right now. Western Pennsylvania. Makes me wish I had a big mug of coffee and a handfull of snails. Heaven. Now before you start retching, snails in W. PA are actually pastries. They are like pie dough rolled with cinnamon, sugar and butter. My grandma used to call them sugar-pies.
This photo is from Linn Run State Park and it is a beautiful spot east of Pittsburg about an hour. I love it there. As you can see, there is still snow on the ground in patches. It was March '07 when I was there last.
That water is so clear. Around here....Northern Illinois, it is rarely THAT clear. It is mountain fed, so I suppose that explains most of it.