After some concern about my safety after this post I would like to assure my followers, especially Bulldog, that I am not about to do anything stupid. That alligator was long dead and posing for the kiddies and their parents in the museum at Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park:
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The Secret Diary of a Smug Married.
I would like to share with you today a post by my favourite/favorite British/French blogger. It isn’t about travel, RVing, silly signs or poems. It’s just very funny. I’d like to visit with her one day when we are in France again but she lives at the back of Beyond and I can’t find Beyond on the map.
Bridget Jones is back. She has apparently gone full-circle, and is now Mark Darcy-less once again. The question is, am I going to read a third serving of Bridget?
I really don’t know. I remember loving the first two books. Then a few years and three births later, I picked up the first book again, and realised that my initial sympathy for the misunderstood, nicotine-addicted bachelorette had not only waned, but had been replaced by a sneaking desire to slip into the pages and stick her oversized knickers over her head. After a day knee-deep in toys, trying to deal with the laundry equivalent of Vesuvius whilst a newborn baby mistook my nipples for chewing gum, a wailing, incontinent two-year-old clung to my shins and my five-year-old cut up the magazine I had bought in a feverish moment of optimism two months before, the last thing I needed to read…
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Poems for Boys (and Girls) The Monkey at Arches National Park
Poems for Boys (and Girls) More Squirrel Thieves
Poems for Boys (and Girls) Cold! Hungry!
Poems for Boys (and Girls) Fish and Other Questionable Things for Dinner
In checking my facts with that irrefutable source – Wikipedia – herons eat a number of aquatic creatures – fish, reptiles, amphibians, crustaceans, molluscs, aquatic insects. I don’t know why I felt the need to bother as most of my poems are nonsense.
I make things up!
But it has given me the chance to use my new word. Mr. Heron had an ichthyic dinner. Compliments of Multifarious Meanderings in One Fish, Two Fish? Dead Fish: Goldfish.
I also happened on this incredible photo. I’ve never seen herons do this. Have you?
