Fiddy Cent
That’s how much space this magnificent orb weaver above our backyard would span — maybe even a silva dolla. It’s so big, notice how the abdomen is out of focus compared to the legs (click to anachrophobify):
Dear Butt Head,
Hi. Question for you: Are those cigarette butts yours? They’re mostly Camels, but there’s a lone Marlboro among them. Go ahead, click the pic to take a larger look. I’ll wait. The reason I ask is that as part of my regularly scheduled yard work this morning — done because I take pride in my …
Ranger & Jiggy, Yin & Yang
These two like to share naptime on the sofa after dinner. And when I found them last night positioned like so, it brought to mind the symbol for the interconnection of opposites, and it brought out the camera to capture it.
Progressssssssssssssssss
When last seen, our annual Halloween frontyard spookification featured little more than our graveyard. In the days since I’ve been adding other evildoers one by one and here’s where things stand at present (click to montsterize):
If You Don’t Watch “The Walking Dead” This Following Ramble Will Mean Nothing To You
There was a great opportunity missed to kick some serious momentary ass in last night’s mostly comatose and soap-operatic premiere of AMC’s “The Walking Dead,” but given how overwrought and overacted and frankly over-tedious the 90-minute episode was to watch, it isn’t a surprise to me that the chance escaped the series’ dimwitted block of …
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Hey Will! How’s Things Going On With Your Not-A-Pumpkin Patch?
Just fine, thanks! Remember when it looked like this on August 20? And then like this on September 22? Well it’s continuing its march toward backyard domination and today it looks like this: Even better there’s a bunch of fine specimens of butternut aka “not a pumpkin” squash growing strong, including the leader of the …
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Mystery: Tweeted
Well… it’s not every day that you come back from a predawn dogwalk to find three FBI vehicles that weren’t there when you left suddenly double-parked and left unattended in front or your house. So of course I tweeted their odd visit: The even bigger unanswered mysteries were why they were there and for whom …