A ghoul, and just to his lower left, my shirt echoes his hue and posture.
I found a trunk today (not the one pictured above) for $10, at the 101 Trading Post in Aberdeen. It had a cool old Yale lock in it (“Made In The USA”) that works and all, but the key seems rusted-in the lock, so is that really a lock? Anyway the trunk is home now and performing its function quite nicely. It is a cute shop and the guy is constantly taking calls and drop-ins trying to sell stuff for a quick buck.
Steel Reserve, smashed can, fruity-sick-delicious smell. Parking lot, Top Foods in Aberdeen.
Yesterday: a little spot on the Wishkah River
kids crossing the log jam
Phoenix caught many frogs! Like her brother, she is swift, sure, and gentle when she catches critters.
Some kind of subcutaneous worm or insect makes the track under the bark (upper part of photo). I somehow accidentally took this picture, with my ass or something.
This fella was about three inches long. I tried to pick up one that was a little over an inch long, figuring he couldn’t pinch me. He didn’t, instead scrabbling up my hand like the world’s freakiest spider. With a demonstration of little dignity I abandoned the capture.
Cool pictures today! I really like the 1st one, since it’s almost hard to say if the reflection is the subject of the photo or the window. Couple that with the rainbow-hued beams of sunlight with the look of a cosmic wind and you get a very interesting picture.
Did you intend to be funny using the word subcutaneous? I mean, the definition is specifically for skin but then I thought about the fact that the tree bark is kind of like the tree’s skin and thought it was an interesting way to think about a tree…. Then I cracked up when I read that you’d taken the photo with your ass. Why do phones randomly do crap like that? Scott’s phone constantly dials me randomly when it’s in his pocket and he doesn’t realize it and I never know if he’s trying to call me for real or not.