Two Mourning Doves at a bird feeder with a built-in camera. One dove is in profile, very close to the camera, and appears to be looking at it, and the other dove is further back, but also looks like it’s staring straight into the lens.
These two Mourning Doves at my feeder cam look like they just rang my doorbell because Tony Soprano sent them to collect a debt I owe.
I've had music by Steve Winwood on repeat lately. Positive, upbeat music with soul. Never gets old.
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Working on it!
Good Monday morning to you. I need a mental pick-me-up, so I thought I'd do a bit of time traveling and listen to something bright to start my day off right.
Have a good one out there. 💙
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I get it.
Thank you. ❤️
I don't feel like I've done anything remarkable with my life. I return grocery carts. Save insects & animals. Be kind. Be a good mom. Cut up the plastic holders on six packs. Donate to charities. Feed birds.
But I will be forgotten.
So, why am I not doing everything I want to do without fear?
Our happy bouncy sheep Squirrel enjoying a run with Chris
Watching the bunny in the backyard instead of dwelling on work makes for a far more relaxing Sunday.
a shoulders-up headshot of an ancient chinese crested. his body is mostly hairless, with thin wisps of white. but the fur of his face and ears is forming an enormous heart shape from having been blown out by a fan. he’s rocking the salt-and-pepper look of an ambitious Helena Bonham Carter role, with more black along his neck and a bold gray streak atop his noggin and along the edges of his ears. his left eye is one big cloudy blue cataract.
This is Ricky. He was a runner-up in a pet photographer's "My Fabulous Weirdo" competition. Unfortunately when you are this fabulous, it can be very hard for the weird to shine through. 14/10 #SeniorPupSaturday (IG: portraitsofdogs)
If he does, it's not about me.
That's pretty cool.
I'd take the black squirrel.
Trees and hotel buildings
Morning view with coffee in hand, complete with a full frontal view of a man in the building across from me, letting it all hang out for the early risers to witness.
Happy Friday.
I wish.
Yaaaay
They are delicious. The dipping sauce is 🔥
Fried pickles
Fried pickles and an IPA at Virgil's before Wet Leg. So tasty.
I mean, I know why the pockets are there, but I also know far too many women who would stuff money, cc, ID, key in their panties if they could.
I never knew these existed. I love pockets, but I'm not so sure they belong there.
Underwear with a freaking zipper pocket in the front
Bartender: That will be $15.75
Stick my hand down my pants and pull out a twenty.
Me: Keep the change.
I sometimes roll his enclosure outside so he can see the other birds close up. The only bird that noticed him much was the hummingbird.
Maybe they are awake thinking about you too
Probably concerned this time. He looked a bit freaked out.
Cockatiel with crest strait up
Loki, after a dozen pigeons flew by my window. Check out that crest. 😄
A chunk of blue-grey fluff that is actually a very soft kitten sitting on a library desk. They are doing a very serious Kitten Face and have very intent yellow-gold eyes, and they would be so scary and fierce if they were more than six inches tall and not so hugely adorable when they tried to be judgey.
The news all sucks today.
Here's a kitten in a library!
I completely forgot about Stryper.
Wet Leg has a song "davina mccall" that I love (can't wait to hear live Thurs night). There's one part:
You know that I would
Do anything for you
It's like a dream come true
Every day is spent trying to say something to make you smile
At some point I'll stop sharing goofy stuff, but not quite yet.
