Exercise is your right

The know-it-all

Birdwatching is for the birds

Every now and then I like to head out to the Great Outdoors (my porch) and shoot (photograph) the various forms of wildlife-ery (critters) that ponders within my shootin' range.

Like Yellow birds.



I'm not exactly sure what kind of bird this yellow bird is, but it's yellow, and it's a bird, and that's all I need to know.

Next, I took aim at some space aliens.



And don't you even TRY to convince me it's NOT a space alien.

Of course the Great Outdoors wouldn't be all that great if there wasn't a fight or two.



Red-winged blackbirds getting cranky over some seed.

And finally, the lonely, the aloof, the solitary hummingbird that seems to know more than we give him credit.



Of course that's not all of the photographs I took this summer, but since space here is limited, that's enough for now.

Sunday, and the end is near

Not THE end, of course.

The end of Summer.

Which means it's time to get back to work. Back to the grind. Back to being on time, with my shoes on.

And which ALSO means the end of staying in bed until it's time to get back into bed. Not that I ever did, but I could have.

Only a few hours left before that morning alarm jars me from my comfortable bed, so what am I gonna do? What?

Exactly what I've been doing all summer.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

(Habits are so hard to break)

Heaven on Earth

Teacher Inservice

It won't be too long before students and teachers head back to class.

Whereas students fear calculus, boring lectures and the research paper, teachers have their own dreads.

The Leader of the Band

In honor of all those who are attending summer band camp, I give you... The Leader of the Band