Deadlines Deadlines Deadlines. Cutting it close this time, but this post brings me to my self imposed minimum of 6 posts a month. Before jumping back into the trip pictures, something strange occurred today while working in the yard. It was time to deal with the trimming so I brought the trimmer out, gassed it up and reved it up. As soon as the engine fired a barn swallow flew up behind me and started hovering in the air. Actually, it was more like a bird backstroke because the birds body was actually vertical while the wings did a backward flap. Not phased in the least by me turning to look at him, I decided to play out the situation. As I was whacking down the weeds a moth flew up into the air. At that point it all became very apparent. The bird launched into action, chased that moth down and caught it. I was impressed, not only was he pretty agile, he (assuming a male at this point) was smart enough to associate my trimmer with dinner. This went on for about 15 minutes until he was either full or needed a rest. For the curious, I could care less about the insect. I draw the line there in favor of actual animals unlike PETA which apparently doesn’t know what the ‘A’ actually stands for based on their recent declaration against Obama killing a fly.
With that out of the way, I’ll lead with this picture. Take a minute and just absorb the image….
Linda thinks I’m crazy, but it sure looks like a rock man with ummmm… well… let’s just say that is some hard rock. She vetoed my idea of merging it with one of the pictures of Old Faithful.
While in South Dakota, this truck passed us on the highway.
All I could think of was the movie The Jerk when Steve Martin picks up the red chair and claims that is all he needs. I would think the paint would be getting scratched up pretty good, but I must admit, the skull was a nice touch.
Catch a couple m0re shots after the jump