They don’t seem worn at all. Maybe picked some up cheap somewhere?
Oh, trust me, they’ve seen their share of puddles!
I’m surprised at how white the light is, and how comparatively dim it is, as compared to Chicago
This is what it used to look like in my dad’s field (ringed by 50-foot tall trees) before necessary changes to the plants/bushes/trees there made them leave:
My kids still talk about it, sometimes, as one of the most magical things they’ve ever seen.
That looks like a flint to me, but I’m pretty sure shark teeth come in all sizes and a bunch of different shapes. I wouldn’t rule it out!
I was just going to ask “Holland, Michigan?” and then scrolled down to the end!
I’m due south of you about 2 hours and it’s raining here, just to warn you. Was hailing earlier!
Thanks. It was raining earlier but we got a lucky break I guess.
I was flying into Chicago at night
Watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke
The sun was setting to the left of the plane
And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow
In 27D, I was behind the wing
Watching landscape roll out
Like credits on a screen
The earth looked like it was lit from within
Like a poorly assembled electrical ball
As we moved out of the farmlands, into the grid
The plan of a city was all that you saw
And all of these people sitting totally still
As the ground raced beneath them thirty thousand feet down
It took an hour
Maybe a day
But once I really listened
The noise just went away
And I was pretending that I was in a video
The stewardess came back and checked on my drink
In the last strings of sunlight, a Brigitte Bardot
'Cause I had on my headphones
Along with those eyes
That you get when your circumstance is movie-size
It took an hour
Maybe a day
But once I really listened
The noise just went away
It took an hour
Maybe a day
But once I really listened
The noise just went away
But once I really listened
The noise just fell away
– Liz Phair
Stratford-On-Guy
Is that a wood duck?
