An inquisitive old fart with a camera
With friends cleaning out and clearing out, I’ve handled lots of donated books. Knowing nothing about Russian, I thought this one looked interesting.
But by now I’ve had it a lot longer than three months, and I don’t know any more Russian than I did when I got it. None.
Fell out of pine tree in the back yard, landed intact, right side up, on walkway.
It’s the middle of winter here, so no harm done!
…were not on my shopping list. For the first time in (10?) years we have a great crop of oranges in the back yard.
This my result from the produce stand at the feria. I bought papas rojas, boniato zanahoria, morrones, berenjena, bruselas, bananas, brocoli, puerros, y tomates.
Go ahead, figure it out. And admire the headless 7 and lollipop 9 on the second, and whatever that is on the last item. She pulled out her phone to add these with a calculator. I don’t think I blame her.
The only positive ID I have is the morrones (bell peppers), indicated by my check mark. Interpreting the U as a V for verde (green), one can extrapolate that the bent staple shape above it is meant to be an R for rojo (red). Other than that, you’re on your own.
What ARE those things? Little worms or slugs writhing toward the light?
No: dog treats. A friend gave me them. Dogs like them. I’m not sure why he had them, since he has not had a dog for a long while. He told me there was a dog walker on a bike with about ten dogs. He threw them some treats, and the guy on the bike had to scramble to avoid a crashing to the ground.
So, I said, you’ve made ten new friends and one new enemy.
Vehicle, birds, human, dog….
Sorry, really can’t think of a more appropriate way to say it.
That’s my dog Mocha in the foreground with the purple color, making friends with a very pretty (but very loud when in his fenced yard) neighbor dog. Lea (white) and Sophia are Syd’s dogs which he appears to be bending over to, but in fact his target is a lively little brown guy whose working name is Puppy. Behind him is Little Guy, whose name from a year ago probably needs rethinking. The black dog is Jordan, and the white one with black ears and tail up is Street Dog. It is quite honestly amazing he is still alive since his favorite place to nap is in the middle of the road. To the right is Carbón, the name his putative owners gave him, but since he never responds to that, he remains Fuzzy Dog to us.
As you can see, it rained earlier, irrelevant to this narrative but very much needed.