As if that weren’t enough …
… it would seem that Niagra Falls is not up to the task of washing bird legs off the deck.
At least my t-shirt is almost dry.
… it would seem that Niagra Falls is not up to the task of washing bird legs off the deck.
At least my t-shirt is almost dry.
It’s been rain, rain and more rain here in the Land O’ Salamander. This morning, briefly, the sun managed to find a cleft in the clouds. While I can’t say that the sun actually made an appearance, it was finally possible to see shadows outside. I opened the slats of the blinds by the deck…
I’m rather betwixt and between today. I don’t know if it’s the residual aura from yesterday still clinging to me or if I’m still sleep deprived, but I’m walking through the day in a haze. I even called one of my coworkers (whom I know well) by the wrong name. Whatever the reason, my coefficient…
CW is in the kitty cat ward of the local cat hospital. He’s OK, but needs fluids and a slew of tests. This weekend is going to be far more expensive than I bargained on. Clueless’s suite costs far more than the one The Professor and I were planning on staying at. Just as were…
The message board I help administer has suddenly taken an interest in Dear Diary. I had expected a few of the more adventuresome of our crew to go exploring here, but I did not expect that this place would suddenly turn half a dozen of them into Diary Junkies. Half of me is amused, the…
MRG and ADM: here’s the exact code I used yesterday for the thumbnail: <CENTER><A HREF=”http://album.atomic-systems.com/showPic.php/12117/ShoulderKitten1.JPG” target=”_blank”><IMG ALT=”Click on this image thumbnail to see it in its full size” BORDER=”0″ SRC=”http://album.atomic-systems.com/showPic.php/12117/ShoulderKitten1.JPG/1″></A> <FONT SIZE=”1″>Click on picture for larger view.</FONT></CENTER> The border around a graphic as an active link bugs me, so I remove that. I finally figured…
Back on Monday, June 17th I stopped bringing the mail in. Nobody noticed. I gave up and brought it in the Sunday after. I became curious. The next week I didn’t bring the mail in. On Sunday I brought in five days worth of mail. The next week I didn’t bring the mail in. On…
bird bones on your deck,
what would Martha do?
(Stewart)
Martha would probably make a festive spring wreath using the feet as the focal interest, or maybe cook up nice Memorial Day appetizer of Teeny Drumsticks in Apricot Sauce served on Wriggling Rice Patties.
Reminds me of when Maggie came in with what I thought was a mouth full of leaves. When I tried to pull them out I discovered it was actually a dried up squirrel tail. I ran from one side of the kitchen to the other trying to decide if I wanted to throw up in the sink or throw the tail away.
I don’t do parts very well. Could you maybe just hose them off of the deck. Out of sight out of mind??
P.S. Loved your comment to Yetzirah!