Thank you, Lugg. We've had some unusually gorgeous weather lately, which was fortunate since several graduation ceremonies were held outside on the football field due to work being done on the inside venues. It's actually been so cool at night that we've been wearing sweaters and I've opened up the windows in my house. This won't last, but it's sure wonderful for the moment. Usually for us, during this time of year, it feels just like living inside a steam room.
While trimming back the jungle that had grown outside my front door I came across this snake skin. It was tucked into an area where my hand was busy grabbing at weeds (I knew better than to do that without checking). It had been pretty well hidden, but my lecherous friendly neighbor stopped by just as I was getting ready to take a photo and pulled the thing out with my clippers.
There's a very aggressive black snake that lives near by, so perhaps the skin is from him. He should be taking care of decreasing the frog, mouse, and rat populations.
I wasn't sure where to put this since it's a terrible picture, so I thought I'd put it here. Seen while I was on a quick trip home today at lunchtime. It's a flying dragon strapped to a flatbed trailer. I have no idea where it was being taken. I was tempted to follow when it turned the corner, but was pressed for time and only managed a quick snap.
This morning I happened to see a Facebook post by a friend showing the dragon installed (temporarily?) behind the local Hippodrome Theatre. The dragon was apparently welded together a few years ago by a local artist and was totally constructed from recycled materials such as a beer keg and metal shipping containers. www.gainesville.com/article/20130804/ARTICLES/130809815
I visited a new organic market in a part of town I had not been to in a long time. At the edge of the market parking lot was this retention pond filled with water from the heavy rains we had yesterday.
There have been domestic-type ducks in this area for many years, even though it's near a major highway.
They thought I was going to feed them, and I could see evidence of open cans of what looked like cat food near the edge of the pond.
This one was hopefully wandering the parking lot in search of a tip.
We used to live on some canals in south Texas, which were heavily populated by those "domestic type" ducks. You could generally tell they were the Pekings crossed with various wild cousins & every so often you'd see some where the mix hadn't melded well. The ones in your picture look as though they've stabilized into a particular type. Isn't it out of the ordinary to see so much comb on ducks?