Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Park place


















Reach out & thorn someone.



















Yes, leaf, it does seem that life floats on by.



















Sedimentary, my dear Watson.



















Gourd gored.



















Take that, Samhain.



















Erosionous zone.
























Sticking point.



















Free fell.



















Shave & a haircut.
























Accidentally flashed, thus, more color than the naked eye.



















My kind of sky.



















Monkey balls.
























Social climbers.



















Someone's been eating like a damn hell ass king.



















A bustling hedgerow.
























Squirrels are experts in shaming. Next time, victuals.
























I swear on this book of carpet samples.



















Altar of sacrifice.
























Pantheists.
























Fungus among us.
























Hippie.
























Centipede.



















Medusa.



















Sky high.
























Dead leaves & the dirty ground.



















Gimme shelter.



















Poke.



















Here, fishy fishy.



















Green machine.



















You suckers are determined, I'll give you that.



















Sideshow Bob's distant cousin.


























St. Francis of the Squirrels says, all right, follow me to the parking lot.

17 comments:

Jim H. said...

Winterscape drear and lovely. Squirrel-only zonality.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Those squirrels see an easy mark!
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Randal Graves said...

jim, I think the squirrels dominate all the local town councils.

if, heartfelt is my love of the little animals. They're much nicer than people.

thatgirl said...

You say that now, but wait til they take over your kitchen!

But if I had a posse of Varangian kitties like you there would be no such problems.

Randal Graves said...

Spoken like the Verminator! (you really should get a cat, probably only have to clean up blood & stray mice guts for a short while)

Tom Harper said...

O-pun the door to creative wordplay.

Laura said...

I can't stop looking at the smashed up pumpkins.
How delightful... :PPPPPP

((Hugs))
Laura

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

P.S. I've got a hawk picture up, R.G.

The gauntlet is thrown! O.K. would you believe a mitten?
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susan said...

For the past few weeks I've been carrying dry roasted peanuts whenever we go to the park. There's one spot overlooking the water a couple of miles inside where there's a perfect spot to sit. That's where I toss the peanuts. It only takes a few minutes for half a dozen crows, three squirrels, and occasionally a blue jay to show up for lunch. They're far more interesting than most people.

S.W. Anderson said...

Anyone who appreciates squirrels for the noble, wily and fun-loving creatures they are has a silver lining, even if he's devoted to one of Mother Nature's really bad habits: winter. Hope you plied and rewarded them with peanuts.

Randal, I hope you and yours, and all your online friends here have a fine Thanksgiving.

Randal Graves said...

laura, with your unbridled lust to smash, you're either a Hulk or an American.

if, I'm just gonna stick my gloves back in my pocket; I never ever ever nab a raptor. Rarely see hawks any more and the damn buzzards know when I've got my camera or not.

susan, that's a nice mix (especially with the blue jay, another feathered friend that seems to be conspicuously absent these days), so, next time, how about some shots, pretty please?

SWA, shoveling snow, along with walking ten miles to and from school, builds character.

Remember everyone, watching the halftime show is a DSM-IV disorder.

Beach Bum said...

Damn squirrels, they taste great stewed and mixed in with brown rice.

okjimm said...

Gees... a boy and his camera is a punny thing.

Go Browns... say, have they won a game yet... I heard they may have...

Kold_Kadavr_flatliner, sub/dude said...

God blessa youse -Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL

Demeur said...

Help, can I borrow a cup of snark? I just ran out.

Lisa said...

The caption king. The squirrels agree.

artofolivegreen said...

(NOTE: I have never done this. Learned on garden forum, where people really hate squirrels.) Fill a bucket halfway with water. Strew the surface of it with acorns so water is completely covered. Affix, perhaps by self-tapping screws, a little plank to the top of it (as in "to walk the ____"). Make a trail of nuts that leads to where squirrels can scrabble up to plank.

They're smart enough to get on the plank and jump but not smart enough to realize there is drownings under them thar nuts.

If you want stewing as per above comment, use metal bucket, leave out til about 1600 then put on stove. Substitute red wine for water if marination is preferred.