Author: doug

Local sourcing

A new trash container appears, sourced locally and looking more solid than the older ones from Europe somewhere.

That’s it to the left of the photo, and to be fair, trees falling during the recent windstorm probably did in the blue one, though I have seen some still standing that look almost that bad.

Missing letters

No idea why a sign maker would dump styrofoam boards in our locale, but fascinating to see – at least a little – how signs are made. As a lover of letter forms, I saved them “just because.” But I expect they’ll go back in the trash when the current collectors’ strike is over…this is the only container I saw yesterday that wasn’t overflowing.

Classy!

Looking through my collected campers over the years, you’ll find few that you’d be tempted to call classy, with many qualifying as the quite the opposite, from military monster trucks to…well, see for yourself.

So I was surprised by this one: 1) local (from Montevideo — the “S” plate), and 2) not parked at the beach.

We don’t travel to escape life, but so that life doesn’t escape (run away from) us.

I like that.

Poor old dog

Just as our friends are getting ready to adopt a couple of 4-month-old puppies, one with a black spot surrounding one eye, I see this dog a few blocks from us and think, “poor dirty old dog”…

…and then it starts to run. Umm, no, not old. Betty, the orphaned sheepdog we took in last January, is almost 14 years old and not quite up to the young one’s capers – though she can indeed run very fast when she gets it in her mind to do so.

The magic patch

At one of the more remote points of our dog walk, I started noticing a textured patch that gave no clue what caused it, or could have caused it. And never seemed to have had anything walk through it.

Since it seemed to occur every day, untouched, I put a footprint in the middle of it as an experiment.

And the next day find the pattern again, with no sign of my footprint from 24 hours before.

So what’s going on here?