Reflections

No guys, sorry. This post has absolutely NOTHING to do with the strip joint down on South Cushman Street in Squarebanks. You know, the one just past TESCO? On the right as you're heading to the four-wheeler playground past Van Horn and redneck hangout down by the Tanana with all the broken beer bottles? It's the one with the second story rooms around the back... With a walk-around balcony and stairs leading up to the private rooms from the back alleyway. It's real close to the army base right next to downtown... Ft Wainwright. Oh, c'mon! You know! It's got those cheesy limo's parked out front! It's nickname is Infections. You know, the one the Governor used to work at?

Well, at least that's what I heard.

And this post has nothing to do with that place.

Yesterday I had to clear some of the vines around the north side of the ole homestead. The vines pretty much grow over and through the brush fence and it looks pretty darned cool. However, it does make it kinda difficult to get to the power junction for the house.

So I went vine clearin' and also de-webbed that side of the house. While there, I noticed a moth. He (or she) was on the window frame right next to the glass. See, have a looksie:


Oops, maybe you can't see that too well. How's abouts we zoom in a bit:


Well, I thought it was worth a picture or twenty...

And now, some shots that just didn't turn out right and further reconfirms my utter lack of fauxtahgriffy (and spelling) skills:

Ummm, don't ask and I won't tell...


I really was trying to catch a bird in flight!


So close, yet so darned far away...


Damn! This'n coulda been sweet...



The little buggers then took pity on me and retreated to a tree and actually STAYED PUT for a bit:





And then I was saved by the Amazing Acrobatic Rainbow Brothers:







Oi, mate! 'Ave 'u been eatin' corn chips?





And the crowd goes wild! NOT!



And look, now they're auditioning for The Simpsons!

You know... The Itchy and Scratchy Show?