Foggy Sunday Morning Walk at the Quarry

I love foggy walks.

 

 

 

#NoFilter

Gloomy afteroon walk

I know it’s not “Wordless Sunday,” but I have nothing to say today.

 

 

On: Motivation

So, I’ve seen a couple of people post pictures of the “creative” messages they append to their phone clock alarms to get them motivated to get up, and I thought I’d try one:

But I’m not sure I like having my alarm clock yell at me like some kind of drill sargent. Especially since this is what it looks like now when I get up to walk the dogs at that hour:

And it’s only gonna get darker and colder …

Sunday stroll

Care to take a walk with me and the dogs?

Ah, I see Mr. Anderson’s Bessie is out again.

The Great Minnesota Get-Together

This is me going for a walk with the dogs.

(The water is for them, by the way).

These are some of the things I’ve typically seen in the last few walks:

This is what I saw yesterday:

There’s a guy a couple blocks from me who has a giant bull in his back yard. Sometimes it’s accompanied by a giant cow (the one seen above) in his front yard. Once somebody stole the black steer for several months (as one does). The steer has now been found, and is currently residing at Gabe’s, where he advertises angus burgers for $2.99, which seems, well, just wrong.

Yesterday was the first day, however, that I’ve ever seen the cow with a buffalo. Today is the first day of the state fair. Coincidence? I think not.

I love my neighborhood.