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327/365 Days in Color
I noticed this beautiful , bright day lily in my neighbor's garden. Once I peered over the fence, I saw a bonus chocolate brown butterfly, enjoying lunch !!. I think it's a Eastern Tiger Swallowtail, the dark version, but I'm not 100% sure :)
If you don't have enough arm power to push the shovel down when digging then you RIDE it down *grin*. Blogged @ rosinahuber.blogspot.com/2011/03/chicken-coop-remodel.html
Spent the day chiselling chunks of wayward concrete from beneath the fence, chopping up the cement base exposed when the flags were lifted, gathering up the gravel from the troughs either side of the garden and digging soil that backs up against the breeze block pen.
It's donkey work, but it will open things up. The garden is shaping up nicely.
Four 8ft by 4ft beds for the rotation, with mulched paths in between. Nearly half way on the digging it through and removing big stones and the naughty last bits of dock roots.
Car No. 3. I spent the better part of last week digging through the refuse collected over the last 8 years in junk drawers and closets looking for this photo, though I don't remember it being this out of focus. It makes me glad to have survived into the digital age.
This blurry mass is the only pseudo-photo in existence of my third car, the 1981 Ford Granada I bought from a work friend because I needed something reliable to get me to college 70 miles away. This makes me the only person ever to have bought a Granada because I wanted something reliable. This car had a wild assortment of quirks and mechanical deficiencies. One of these was that for about six months (until I replaced the transmission), it took as much as a half-hour to shift into drive. Whenever my college friends and I wanted to go someplace, I would walk the half-mile or so to the parking lot, turn the car on, shift the gear, set the emergency brake, put a rock under the front wheel, and walk back to get my friends. We would then walk back to the car and wait for it to finish shifting into drive. I have no idea the physics behind this particular mechanical failure.
This was the car in which I learned the joy of the road trip, the car I drove to Chicago that first time with Robin and another friend in the middle of the night. I drove it to Chicago two more times, doing 85 on I-65 with tires so worn they peeled, showing the metal belts. I drove it to Memphis once, and all across Kentucky almost continuously for years. The Fairlane was my fun, high school car, but this Granada was the car I drove into the first moments of adulthood. It died in Lexington in 1994 when I was rear-ended by a drunk driver in the middle of the afternoon. I wound up donating the remains to the National Kidney Foundation, though I've often wondered what use they could have gotten out of it.
Today I spent about half an hour digging over the compost & wheel barrowing it to the greenhouse. Not much fun with a wheel barrow that has a flat tyre!
Cousin Nathan & Josh dig for treasure in the back yard. They turned up numerous rocks, but nothing of value.
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Chris Denucci from Mimmeapolis MN shows the strain as he approches the finish in the 2012 Chevron Houston Marathon in Houston Tx. Chris, 32; finished in 37th with a time of 2:37:35.
(Bungarus Multicinctus Multicinctus)
This snake was digging through the soft earth with its head apparently trying to hunt down something it had scented.
January 2014
On 7th January 17 people started digging on the site next to Carter's House at the entrance to the Valley of the Kings. They are involved in the important task of preserving the tombs in the Theban Necropolis. An exact facsimile of the tomb of Tutankhamun will open to visitors next spring.
The project has been funded by Factum Foundation.
More information: goo.gl/Eb6M29
Digging by the water earlier today. Charlie had a long day today, he went swimming twice, once in the morning with Mommy and a friend with her dogs, and he lost his kong because it fell too deep in the water, and another time in the afternoon when Daddy tried to go save the Kong but it was gone already. After 3.5 hours running, swimming, digging and playing with other doggies he was totally exhausted! :)
Note, this is a "cross view" stereo image - to see it in 3D, you need to cross your eyes so that you see 3 images, then look at the one in the middle.
"Having reached the northern edge of the plain we had been traversing, we now entered the bed of sand hills and scrub which lay before us. We came in five miles to a spot where ... there existed a shallow native well in the sandy ground of a shallow hollow between the red sand hills, and this spot the blacks said was Youldeh." (Ernest Giles 1889)
This probably is not the shallow well that Ernest Giles wrote about, but it is Dave - our guide for the day’s adventure - scooping mud out of a hole, to get some Ooldea Soak water. You cannot see it here but there is water in the bottom of that hole. You can see the sandy mud Dave has tossed out at bottom left of the photo. The hole was dug by somebody else before our visit. That is evident by the green algae growth on the sand surrounding it.
Daisy Bates noted that water quality varied greatly from one part of the Soak to another: fresh water could be found at one spot, while a few metres away, digging would only yield brackish water.
Our sample was very chalky. But I’m still here, so it wasn’t poisonous!
Digging deep in my archives for something to post. What a wonderful surprise to find all the beautiful Birthday wishes while I was out. Thank you all so very much for the beautiful friendship over the years.
I have been knee deep in genealogy.
Love U all.
The children, who have been working since sunrise, literally crash and lie down to sleep in the dirt beside the hole where they work. Nuru (13), and Kongo (15), are covered with just one blanket and lie close to each other to keep warm during the night at Gangaol site near Bani.
Bani, Burkina Faso
29.07.2014