The
devastation of Hurricane Katrina makes
a couple of weeks of gray weather seem inconsequential.
The
two weeks of the gray monsoon season ended yesterday. The goldenrod
is blooming. A garter snake on its way for some sunning surprised
me this morning.
Startled
him/her too.

The
local beach was deserted yesterday. I call it a beach because
it is a lake that has sand rather than rocks or mud at its base.
Trucked-in sand, but sand, nevertheless. Subject to ridicule
by some for having the label of "beach," compared to
its pristine cousins on the coasts and in the tropics. It's all
relative.

8-23-05

8-21-05
R.I.P.,
Hunter.
Short
attention span "movie." Images
chosen randomly from the photo archive.
View
each image individually.
Yesterday,
when I went to the post office, a smiling white-haired woman came
rapidly out of the post office toward me. I was compelled to comment
on her vim and vigor. Without missing a beat, she moved closer
to me, paused briefly and said "Honey, you gotta be tough," and
went on her way. Made me smile.
8-16-05

8-14-05

8-12-05
A cool
rain is falling that has dropped the temperature 20 degrees. A
nice respite in the dog days of August.
Addendum:
By coincidence, the cat, after making his debut on this page, has
distinguished himself by bringing his gift of a rather large mouse
into the hallway of the trailer tonight. He is quite proud of himself
as the great hunter. I disposed of the mouse properly, although
the cat probably doesn't think so.
A sunflower
sits upon a kitchen table.
8-06-05

8-03-05
I heard
a noise on the porch a couple of nights ago. I cautiously opened
the door, and came face-to-face with a racoon. Beautiful face,
very healthy. He was after the trash in the trash bag that I had
forgotten to put in the covered trash can. He walked to the porch
doorway slowly, without fear, and then took a couple of quick steps
forward. I moved inside the house and closed the door and then
peeked out. He looked at me and slowly turned up the sidewalk.
I wondered
why the concrete basin on the ground that I fill every night was
getting emptied so fast. I would fill it, go in the house for five
minutes, come out and the water would be half gone. I thought the
basin might have developed a leak, but other times it would be
full. Mystery solved. No wonder the racoon looked so well hydrated.
The
editing process continues.
Dog
participates in race.
Found
art in downtown Lawrence.
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