It was a dark and stormy night...
Wait, no it wasn't.
It was a bright and sunny day...dun dun DUN!! And I was on my merry way to the park with Rory to read in the grass and enjoy the sun. We walked by a game going on at the new PK Park:
And saw a really huge, really random Louisville Slugger:
Rory loved laying out in the sun with me while I read The Shack (good book so far!)
Some kid must be REALLY sad, having just accidentally let go of 40 balloons...
Alright, so I'm walkin' home, right? And I'm walking slowly, on the lookout for any good photo ops, and I begin to notice the faint sound of cheerful midi music. It gets louder as I walk by this old dumpster at the far edge of the park. Double-you-tee-eff, right? So I walk up to it, and sho' 'nuff, it's coming from inside the dumpster. Good thing it was bright and sunny, otherwise, hello, creepy! Cheerful music is never cheerful in the movies when it's at a scary part. In fact, it's usually scarier than actual creepy music. Anyway, I took a video for evidence that I was indeed sane and not just hearing things:
So yeah, definitely strange but nothing too crazy. I take a bunch more pictures and head home. I downloaded the pictures later on in the evening, and excitedly went to preview all the ones I thought came out pretty good. But uhhh, there weren't ANY pictures after the dumpster one. Double-you-tee-eff again, right? Then I noticed one picture was super garbled and not even a picture of anything, just colors and data. Funny how digital pictures can turn out just as messed up as developed ones do. Anyway, then my camera said Memory Card Error and that's when I got ticked because I really wanted the MANY other pictures I had taken after the run-in with the dumpster and they were all g-o-n-e! So, I decided that because this dumpster was so weird, its little sing-song must've cursed me and my pictures from then on. Rude!
Thankfully, a kind little photo restore program undid the Curse of the Dreaded Dumpster of Doom, Death, Destruction, and Despair! Yay:
Did you know dandelion puffs are called dandelion clocks? For some reason I find that really funny. And kind of cool, because you're wishing on a clock, which is a symbol for time, so really you're wishing on time itself, and what are you wishing for? Or instead of getting all philosophical you could just sit in the grass and blow on the dang thing.
Someone left their glasses on the dog park fence! Pretty thick lenses, so how could they not notice they're not wearing them?? Mine are thick like that too and boy, I'm blind and helpless without them!
A crow with the head of a baby chipmunk. (Not really.) (Although I did see some baby raccoons at the park.) (I was gonna take a picture but I didn't want to scare them up the tree.) (They were really cute.)
Man, I wish palm trees looked like THIS. Or I guess I wish I was an ant, and then these really would be my palm trees. Sweeeet.
I love finding ladybugs!
Mr. Edgar Allan Crow, looking particularly well-feathered today.
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