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What is it with the names of the storage units in Viola and Joy?  Lighthouse Storage in Viola is 1500 miles from an ocean amd Dockside in Joy is 14 miles from water. 
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Saw this guy in a waiting room in the cities.  Strange placement for a label of some sort.  Reminded me of John Seaton's funeral at the church in Seaton.  I had bought some new pants and someone was kind enough to point it that I had failed to pull off a long label on the pant leg.  

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Saw this guy on one of my screens at the Cabin.   I love the bark look - he would be completely camoflouged on a tree.

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A nice night at the local bar in Emerald City.  Call Con!

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A Praying Mantis at the greatest porch in Mercer County.  Cool but vicious little critters.  Whenever we found one when we lived in G-Burg, we'd put them in an aquarium and get crickets for food down at the pet store.  They lived well into winter and provided a great show at feeding time.  I still have one of them, Mona, in a shoebox somewhere.  Weird, huh?

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Speaking of bugs, saw this guy hunkered down during a shower.  He found high ground and was hanging on till the bug tsunami was over.

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Didn't finish my painting - ran out of time.  I did, however, block in the two kids (twins?)who are tossing rocks at the streetlight.  I'll have to finish it when I return.

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Already miss Northlandia.  Winterized the truck, bike, and Miss Frump in case I don't make it back in December.  Have readjusted my Nest camera at the window to catch any fun weather.  Mr. and Mrs. Wombie are incredibly fun to be around, and he likes driving so its like I have a personal chauffer.   

The video above is my landing back at Clearwater-St. Pete airport.  I did it up this time:  exit row seating so I had lots of leg room and priority boarding.  All for under a hundred bucks.  Sometimes life is good.




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