They promised us rain all week, but sunshine for the weekend. What we got was sunshine all week, but Saturday it alternately snowed, hailed, rained, and threatened more of the same, or worse. Neither of us felt like going beachcombing, as we had hoped.
A good day to stay home and get some more work done. Laurie cooked; I sorted and cleaned out half a year's worth of photos. In the last two days, I've managed to delete almost 10 Gigabytes of duplicates, copies of duplicates, copies of copies ... It feels good.
In the evening, when my eyes were burning, and my stick-to-it-iveness was just about dead, I ran across a folder labelled "Strathcona wildlife". It made me laugh, and gave me energy for another hour of work. So I'm passing it on.
These are from street scenes, walking around Strathcona when I was housesitting there.
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| Have to start with a cat. |
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| Driveway guardian |
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| Tree snake |
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| Lost in a gravel wasteland. And so hard on her tender toesies! |
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| In a window, with reflections. Deer and lizards. (Well, the remains of deer.) |
Maybe the sun will shine tomorrow. I can always hope.
