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    Day 240/365. Wave Rider

    I spent the whole commute home wondering what was I going to shoot for today’s picture.  Nearly forty miles later I gave up until I pulled into the drive way and spied that grasshopper surfing my flag. Son of a bitch is lucky I didn’t know where my magnifying glass…

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    Day 202/365. Red Wasp Nest

    Yesterday evening we were watching the the slow progress of this excavation and thought it strange for ants to require so much dirt.  This morning it was nearly double the size from last night.  When the red wasp flew into the hole Mr. Obvious appeared.   Not to fret, and…