A few drops of rain dripped on me when I was in Hurst this morning. For a while the cloud activity was looking like it might go into downpour mode, turning Sam's Club into my rainy day walking location.
But, so far, the only drops that have dripped on me today have been those Hurst ones. And a few drops from the fountain in the pool this morning. But, that really does not count.
I decided to visit the turtles who guard Fosdick Lake in Oakland Lake Park today. I have visited the turtle you see in the picture previously. He (or she) is not a skittish turtle. He (or she) lets me get close to take pictures and does not seem to mind the bird tweeting noise the camera makes.
How does one tell if a turtle is a boy or girl I suddenly find myself wondering? How do you tell a boy snake from a girl snake? I am sitting here being surprised I've not thought about these serious issues before.
I was not too shocked today to see that the overfilled litter barrel I mentioned a couple days ago has been emptied and some of the litter in the surrounding area has been picked up. Or blown away.
Changing the subject from turtles and snakes and litter to something else.
One of my fellow Washingtonians, currently exiled, along with me, in Texas, is up north in our home state, escaping the Texas HEAT.
A couple days ago Steve A kindly let me know that the temperature at his current location, Ocean Shores on the Washington Pacific Coast, was 63 degrees. I can not think of a more pleasant place to be, right now, than Ocean Shores.
Just to listen to huge waves crashing would be such a good thing. When I'm up in Washington, this summer, maybe one of the Nephew David blogging outtings will be to Ocean Shores.
Just in from Steve A is something else from Washington. In this morning's blogging I rambled on about the price of gas, and the current low at my location of $2.98 a gallon. Steve A commented to that blogging commenting that he'd paid $3.87 for gas at Safeway in Hoquiam.
That is yet one more thing we are blessed with in Texas. Cheaper gas. This will likely cause Steve A to return to Texas.
Changing the subject from cheap gas back to Fosdick Lake.
I do not know why the picture I took of the turtle makes the water of Fosdick Lake appear to be such an appealing shade of blue, with the water appearing to be clean and clear.
It is almost as if my camera somehow automatically creates special effects and illusions.
2 comments:
Cheap gas and being green with envy. Of course, last time I bought gas in Texas, it was around $4. No rain today, just the usual cloudy July skies.
63 degrees sounds like heaven to me. Though, as we haven't had an unbroken string of 100+ days yet as we had at this time last year, I shouldn't complain.
My dear Durango, out in the wild like that, you are unlikely to be able to sex a turtle (so to speak). Allow me to point you to youtube, where if you enter some operative terms, you will be enlightened. Or terrified. Or repulsed. Or jealous.
(I, of course, only know about this because of a recent discussion with some proper ladies. Yes, for some reason, the sex life of Chelonians was the subject. It was not for the faint of heart.)
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