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Megan digging a great big hole in the sand. Horse and rider going in tight circles and figures of eight on the edge of the shore.
working hand in hand so to speak: the big excavator and the archaeologist. They are doing test digs to find out if and where there is something worth finding.
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Gute Zusammenarbeit: der grosse Bagger und die Archaeologin. Es werden Proben gemacht um festzustellen ob etwas zu finden ist.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is what happens when you don't hire a certified plumber to do the job well. Now everyone in the building is flushing into this pit. Tomorrow, the city workers will need to come and fit a new pipe and I'd hate to be there when they lift that lid.
The water has been out in our building for a couple of days. We've
been given an hour and a half reprieve to use water and this is where
its all going.
As I opened the window to take this shot I could already smell the putrescence.
Me digging out the basement at my parent's house. We were originally digging it out for a grotto, but I believe that has changed.
Janet digging into the dessert i ordered (forgot the name of this one, too). it consisted of green tea jelly, green tea ice cream, sweet red bean and shiratama (not visible in picture) - similar to the dessert in the previous photo, but placed atop a pile of shaved ice soaked in maccha.
reminds me of ice kachang.
Digging deep into the Wayback files this week for some vintage Kentucky Derby nuggets.
This is Winning Colors at the finish of the 1988 Run for the Roses. Winning Colors, with Gary Stevens up, was owned by Eugene Klein and trained by D. Wayne Lucas.
Winning Colors was one of only three fillies to win the KY Derby and she won the '88 Eclipse Award for Outstanding 3-yr-old Filly.
At the Goldenwest swap meet in Huntington Beach.
Those colored vinyls sitting out on top with no sleeves were children's records. I would have bought them except I was on my bike with no basket to carry them in and I gave myself a strict no-purchases rule for this trip. Pictures only.
This dragline has seen better days. It has been sitting for sometime in thick underbrush and trees, now being cleared for some type of business, Near the 106 mile marker on I-30 near Glen Rose, AR.
I happened to noticed this guy on other side of the area at the Tuba Fest doing a lot of squirming. Then I seen why, it was cold this day.