Never knowing which of our Last Frontier feral neighbors may decide to wander through our backyard is always an unanticipated treat. Here’s a vid clip of a recent impromptu fur and fowl ‘Splash Party’ 😊
On approach into Seattle, WA Mount Rainier impressively dominated the majestic Sierra Nevada Range panorama, and got my thoughts to a-wandering . . . somewhere down there in the wilderness Bigfoot reportedly roams.
Somehow, ‘Bigfoot’ doesn’t sound female ‘Cinderella appropriate’. However, the thought of a few ‘hes’ representing the sole members of the species lacks romanticism. Surely somewhere down there must roam some ‘shes’ who could fashionably sport pairs of size 18-20 high heels to boot Bigfoot dudes in the rump when they stupidly step outa’ line and forest to get photographed . . . Petite-Feets?
Oklahoma is currently considering legislation for a 3-million-dollar bounty for the live capture of a Bigfoot . . . what are they drinking? This has me contemplating becoming a wealthy, gerontological bounty hunter. But what would be the optimal Bigfoot capture technique . . . a mega-enhanced version of “Building a Better Mousetrap”?
Personally, I support allowing Bigfoots and Petite-Feets to continue to roam wild and free. Being so scarce in numbers, the actual capture of one would immediately classify them as an Endangered Species, and us Homo sapiens have sadly already mastered that process. Besides, having survived the traumatic childhood trauma of discovering Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were mere myths, us ‘adults’ need a mythical fuzzy fantasy reprieve this hectic world . . . lets keep the Bigfoot myth-information going!
Oops . . . we’re about to land and have been instructed to “Please turn off all electronics devices”. . . Long Live Bigfoot and his Petite-Feets!
PS – My wife is pondering if it’s possible to contract a strange form of altitude sickness while zooming through the skies at 400 mph in high-speed aluminum tubing . . . or if this is just another episode of my dementia? 😊 ^ Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
Creation treated me to two small wonders on today’s woods wander.
One, a ‘tree’ delicately inscribed on a fallen leaf.
The other, lighter than cotton; weigh for weight 5 times stronger than steel; 1,000 times thinner than a human hair; capable of stretching 4 times its length; consisting of 100% sticky protein, it’s manufactured by one of creation’s smallest creatures into intricate designs to capture food . . . spider silk.
With no blueprint to follow, I watched fascinated as the tiny spider arduously spun its exquisite, geometric web . . . a web of beauty to me . . . a web of death to an unsuspecting insect.
Two small wonders . . . both testifying to an Omnipotent Creator . . . or random evolution? I grieve if you choose the latter. + ^ Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
Snowbirding between the Last Frontier and the Great Smoky Mountains is truly an undeserved blessing. Lately up here on the mountain – down in the ‘holler’ – by the ‘crick’ . . . we’ve been enjoying lotsa’ backyard bruin activity . . . all friendly . . .so it has been totally welcome and ‘Bearable’ 😊
Here’s a Ripley’s Believe It Or Not . . . I was once considered cute! . . . back when still in diapers and dinosaurs roamed the earth 😊.
Here’s a cutie that came floating down the creek today I scooped up in my hand . . . wouldn’t suggest trying that when he leaves his diapers stage 😊.
After musing that with his lifespan of 70 years I’ve already exceeded that by nearly a decade, I began to feel really, really old and returned him to Mother Nature’s care. + ^ Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!