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The trip
Tonight is a night of coolness. POPfile is rocking my inbox; I'm already really happy with it, because it has correctly IDed five spams in the last hour. And I've saved some space on my maranci.net server, because I finally got around to activating some of the free personal web space at Cox. Behold:
Fire Clouds
Sunset on Route 84, October 31, 2003. It was more beautiful than my little half-megapixel camera can show.
Chickens?
Just before we left on Sunday, we had dinner at an Italian place near Williamsport, PA. Behind the restaurant was a small creek, which was surprisingly pretty and clean-looking for such an industrial area. I took Sebastian to look at the water ("pretty water!"), and told him there might be fish in there. "Fish in water!" he answered, and then "CHICKENS!".
"No, I don't think there are chickens in there," I answered. But then I looked down to the right and saw:
That boy is frighteningly smart. I'm not going to go into every detail, because it's probably boring, but one time this weekend he made Teri and me stare at each other in amazement and almost fear.
There were three mallards and three drakes, by the way.
Sunset on Route 84, October 31, 2003. It was more beautiful than my little half-megapixel camera can show.
Just before we left on Sunday, we had dinner at an Italian place near Williamsport, PA. Behind the restaurant was a small creek, which was surprisingly pretty and clean-looking for such an industrial area. I took Sebastian to look at the water ("pretty water!"), and told him there might be fish in there. "Fish in water!" he answered, and then "CHICKENS!".
"No, I don't think there are chickens in there," I answered. But then I looked down to the right and saw:
That boy is frighteningly smart. I'm not going to go into every detail, because it's probably boring, but one time this weekend he made Teri and me stare at each other in amazement and almost fear.
There were three mallards and three drakes, by the way.