Showing posts with label footprints. Show all posts
Showing posts with label footprints. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 17, 2021

Do Rabbits Like Geometry? (048/365)

 


TIME: 10:24 pm
PLACE: Yard
SUBJECT: Rabbit tracks

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Apparently, the local rabbits can be a bit OCD when it comes to making tracks in the snow.

They made some pretty decent straight lines radiating to and from the tree.

Obviously, they weren't being chased my my dogs at the time.

Monday, May 14, 2018

Footprints, Maybe (134/365)

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TIME: 1:52 PM
PLACE: Work parking lot
SUBJECT: Marks

At lunch, I went to sit in my car – and saw these marks on the pavement.

They were not there this morning.

I didn’t notice any dinosaurs or other large creatures lurking around.

But I can’t rule them out either.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Vacation Day #3 (223/365)

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TIME: 10:19 AM

We were back on the beach today.

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James did his best “Muscle Beach Party” pose

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There were lots of  seagull and human footprints on the sand.

We made a simple supper at the condo…spaghetti with plain sauce, salad and garlic bread.

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TIME: 7:28 PM

We went back to the beach to walk it off.

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Grandpa, Claudia and James.

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There was a sea turtle nest…

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…and a beautiful sunset.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Footie Prints (283/365)

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Yosemite Sam: Great horny toads! A trespasser, gettin' footie prints all over my desert!

Mel Blanc, perf. *Sahara Hare*. Dir. Fritz Freleng. 1955. Warner Bros. Pictures.


TIME:  9:00 PM
PLACE:  Basement
SUBJECT:  Cat paw prints in the new cement floor
(I’m pretty sure these are Tessa’s)

The HandsomeHusband spent the day mixing and pouring cement to fill some of the sewer work excavation that has been going on in the basement.  At 6 this evening, HH and I went with MonkeyBoy to his soccer practice for the annual end of the season “Parents vs. Players” scrimmage.  We parents won…although, I think all of us will be losers in the aches and pains department tomorrow.  When we returned home, HH headed downstairs to see how the concrete was curing.  Cursing could soon be heard drifting up the stairs.  I guess we didn’t secure the area from the cats as well as we thought.