There are differing theories for how they came to be. My favorite involves genetic experimentation at the local University in the 1970s. However it happened, they are pretty cool. Note that these are not

I grew up in a logging camp, smack dab in the middle of Southeast Alaska? My family have logged for several generations. They started on Vancouver Island in British Columbia. Eventually, my maternal

Day 7/7

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Day 3/7 No Humans Make Glad The City

The idea is to take 1 black and white photo a day, for seven days. Snippets of your life. No humans. I listen to NPR a lot.

Took up a b/w photo challenge on FB. I will share my pics here as well. Hope you enjoy! Day 1: my beebee

Growing up in SE Alaska and Western Washington State, the beach was always nearby. I miss that terribly, now living in a landlocked state. Here is a fave picture of my beloved Pacific.

Puppy toes!

And once in a while you run into a real winner, like this knuckle-dragging specimen...

While the days are still bright and beautiful, the heat and humidity (not to mention pollen) are on their way out. Makes for a perfect evening walk with my little buckaroo.

I can be a little snarky...

Someone taking our Welcome sign literally...

Date #1 this morning. Other than my ex-boyfriend, i haven't dated another man who is also in recovery. It is comforting to talk with someone who understands my story, in a way "normal people"

I captured her at work yesterday. A large, lovely preying mantis female. She was none too happy about her temporary accomodations in a fast food drink cup, and is large enough to make her protests heard.

I am, or at least feel I am, a bit of a fish out of water in my new state. I don't hunt, I pretty much have zero interest in any sports, I don't drink, I don't like Country music, I voted for Hillary,

Dipping my toe back in the pool. As a transplanted West Coast liberal pagan, kindred spirits don't exactly grow on trees here in Kentucky. If you want a laugh, or to vicariously enjoy the adventure, be

Candles are lit for Houston

This bastard went rogue last night and started bashing against the porch light. About gave me a heart attack. They are big, clumbsy, and loud.