An inquisitive old fart with a camera
Those white envelopes contained save seeds from before the plandemic, for a cancelled seed exchange. Last spring I got a germination rate of about zero. So into a big glass they went, down to the corner lot, and scattered there. Bird food, I guess.
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.
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.
That piece of firewood.
I was aware of four passes overhead today of the Uruguayan Air forces complete inventory of KC-130 Hercules aircraft. Mocha the dog did not approve of these unauthorized airspace intruders.
Why? Training, I suppose. Note that the first test flight of a KC-130 was in January 1960. I love that the aircraft of the Uruguayan Air Force are all models introduced over 50 years ago, one exception being the Embraer EMB 120 Brasilia, introduced “only” 40 years ago.
Strange sighting today: a black and a white helicopter flying along the coast. Then they do a huge circle and pass overhead before continuing on their way.
