Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Maybe Not Worth a Thousand Words ...

But all we have time for today.

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:


Admittedly, there is a lot more to being seventeen than this, but this definitely looks quintessentially seventeen to me.



  1. 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.

  2. The 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.

  3. Raddest picture ever

    - B Coopsterizzle

    Also known as your favorite daughter without children

  4. Lisa, I love that picture, too.

    I 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.


  5. You should look. I had to look and Lisa is right. It is remarkably similar to the Dave Matthews Band symbol.

  6. There was me thinking it was a dancing Ent.

  7. No, Dawn, I have an image I like in my head and I don't want to replace it.

    Dancing Ent is pretty funny though.