A few pictures from the preceding week that didn’t land on the site somewhere. This is the regular Sunday feature with the sole requirement that they amuse or captivate in some way. Enjoy!
Happy Birthday to our friend, Shane. He’s now officially old at 30, but young at heart.
Saw this wreck one day earlier this week. The pickup was towing some small little trailer behind it. Not sure how the truck came to be on its side, but two guys from the accident seemed to be OK.
That cat. I’m never sure if I should wake her up when she sleeps as revenge for her waking me up or if she howls at me for revenge for waking her. Never engage in a circular argument or vertical warfare with a feline.
You can’t tell a book by it’s cover, but you can often tell a tree by it’s bark. Consider the humble, beautiful crape myrtle. It came to us from China and Korea from a French botanist by way of England, which wasn’t warm or bright enough to prompt the blooms. All of that happened in the global economy of the 18th century.
