I had fun taking photos of this sneaky squirrel. He or she must be trying to store up for a good winter. I’m going to need to refill the feeders tomorrow.
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Apparently slugs like to keep cool too. This was taken on our hottest day in Washington State so far this summer. He was living the life.
While on our camping trip in Sequim, WA we decided to make a quick trip to the river at the Railroad Bridge Park to cool off before making the trip back home. We were quite surprised to see this slug just hanging out in the water. At first we thought it was a piece of dog poo. While we despise slugs, because they wreak havoc on our garden, we were happy to see it was just a slug. We were wondering if he was finding his lunch or if he was just trying to keep cool. Maybe both.
Have you ever come across strange encounters with slugs?
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Our daughter loves seeing bees, butterflies and birds flying around our garden. She insists on calling each bumble bee that she sees Mr. Bumble Bee. I was happy to catch this shot of Mr. Bumble Bee on a Lemon Sedum Flower.
How Doth the Little Busy Bee
Poet: Isaac Watts
How doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day
From every opening flower!
How skilfully she builds her cell!
How neat she spreads the wax!
And labors hard to store it well
With the sweet food she makes.
In works of labor or of skill,
I would be busy too;
For Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.
In books, or work, or healthful play,
Let my first years be passed,
That I may give for every day
Some good account at last.
Camping finds.
Little crab with an “X” on it’s back hiding among the rocks.
Banded Alder Borer Beetle. Odd to see him hanging with the sea life.
Looks like this dried up clam missed going into someone’s cooking pot.
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