What the cranes do on Sunday.
Apparently, they do not forsake the gathering of themselves together. Once more, this leaves me longing for a better camera than the one on my phone, but you have to take into account that we were stopped on the side of I-55 (right next to the 50 yard drop) with lots of cars whizzing by.
This was in the parking lot when I left the eye doctor after 2 hours yesterday evening.
I'm not sure that it will look like anything to anybody else, but I liked it, although it didn't quite make up for the fact that it was at about this time that I realized I wasn't going to make it to the vigil Mass.
I got home after dark and when I opened the door of the car, I heard something buzzing around. I knew what it was because last week when I opened the door, one of them flew into the car and I had to get Bill to get it out. They must have a nest or whatever it is they have somewhere around where I park. I closed the door as quickly as possible in the hope that it wouldn't get in the car, but about the time I pulled out of the driveway at 5:15 a.m. to get to Mass, I discovered it was a wan hope. I don't know what this is really, but if you got a better look at it, you would know that it probably stings or bites, and, anyway, I didn't want to find out for sure. But, I was driving down two-lane roads with no light and no shoulder and if I ever did find some dark place to stop, it would have made me late for Mass. I could see it crawling around on the window and when it got almost in front of me, I stopped in the middle of the road and took a notebook and whacked it, at which time it disappeared. I wasn't quite sure it was dead, but it wasn't buzzing, so I went on my way, and found it when I got to church. In case you are interested, it's sitting on Caryll Houselander's Letters. I was taking pictures while I was in the drive-thru line at Taco Bell.
And finally:
Seventeen
Admittedly, there is a lot more to being seventeen than this, but this definitely looks quintessentially seventeen to me.
AMDG
I truly love that last picture. And the twig picture? It kind of looks like the Christ crucified. But moreover I think it looks like a mirrored image of the Dave Matthews Band symbol. Stick-style.
ReplyDeleteThe bug looks like what we call a yellow fly, which has a nasty bite, but is only about half that size. So it may be that this thing has twice as nasty a bite.
ReplyDeleteRaddest picture ever
ReplyDelete- B Coopsterizzle
Also known as your favorite daughter without children
Lisa, I love that picture, too.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what the Dave Matthews Band symbol looks like and I think I won't look.
And yes, now everyone knows that I was briefly married to a guy named Coopersterizzle, but I had to leave him because it just took too darn long to sign checks.
AMDG
You should look. I had to look and Lisa is right. It is remarkably similar to the Dave Matthews Band symbol.
ReplyDeleteThere was me thinking it was a dancing Ent.
ReplyDeleteNo, Dawn, I have an image I like in my head and I don't want to replace it.
ReplyDeleteDancing Ent is pretty funny though.
AMDG