Hmmm, I suppose some of my readers may be wanting to know the significance of the number 192. As opposed to, perhaps, The Significance of The Pickle?
Before I get to 192, I'd like to let you know that one of the sulfur crested cockatoos (known as DLB --damned LOUD bird) is a fan of broadway. In fact, here are a couple of pics of him dancing to that world famous song by Richard O'Brien.
It's just a jump to your left!
And then a step to your ri-ai-ai-ai-ight!
He actually continued on and even pulled his knees in tight. However I was too busy to take any more pics as I jumped up and did The Time Warp with the cockatoo.
Getting back to 192.
192 is the number of tomatoes that have already set on our tomato(e) plants early this season.
That's a lot of tomatoes.
It's a good thing WP and I like tomatoes. I can make fresh tomato sauce, pickle some of the green ones, sun dry a load of them (that's kinda easy down here, ya know), and just grab one off a plant and bite into a hot, juicy, flavourful tomato. Ahhhhh...
Switching gears quickly (did you hear the gears grind?), have some colour:
Do I need to say anything about this one? Well, except that I overexposed the bugga!
I'm outta here, cheers.
Almost forgot... 82 F in the shade, 79 F in the pool, 112 F in the sun, and I've got to go scrub the pool walls while standing in it... WAAAAHHHHH!!