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Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Words Fail Me...

The world's most colossal African Violet has perked up since the sun's been back in the valley. That's a half-gallon ( or its metric equivalent) orange juice container beside it. In the eight years I've lived with this plant, it grew from an itsy-bitsy sprout to 16 inches high from the counter, eighteen inches across, then sprouted a young 'un, threw the young 'un out of the pot when it reached maturity, and sprouted another.


Two days ago, I filled these bags with litter at the Tern Lake pullout. See what's in front of them today?





Solar Deficiency: C'mon, baby. Let's light this candle!



I walk around with my head down a lot--looking for litter. I see a lot of tracks--animal, avian, etc. But this is a first. There were half a dozen of them. I flipped through my cerebral index files trying to figure out what kind of an animal left a five-toed track. All of them were the same--five toes, pad shoving up sand behind it, no evidence of a heel. Now, why would someone be walking around on the balls of their feet half-way up the curve at the Seward Highway leg of the Tern Lake junction?



3 comments:

  1. How do you feel about going back to where you saw the tracks? Will you pick litter there again soon?

    I suspect you may plant yourself in your locked truck and watch to see if IT comes around again.

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  2. The African Violet is amazing. You're right - I've never seen one so large. I tend to overwater or underwater all of my houseplants which leads them to an untimely death.

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  3. Boy, that's a mystery! My guess is a barefoot runner who runs short distances on his/her toes!

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