What the hell is this? And are there more of them in Florida than just this one I found on the deck at the new/old St. Pete house? Click it so you can see how really BIG it was. We’re talking inches, plural, here. I’m still not convinced I’m going to like Florida all that much, even on a seasonal basis. It’s always seemed like a place with way too much mildew.
Right now I’m going to go look in my field guide and calm down from my security line trauma wherein the TSA numbskull asked me VERY LOUDLY “ma’am, are you wearing an underwire bra?” Then I will come back later and post pictures of my new friend who lives in the front yard, the Coopers Hawk. He’s been doing an imitation of Anthony Hopkins in Silence of the Pigeons. Those will be in color. Apropos of nothing except things that are sort of oddly gross but interesting, does anybody but me remember the character in the Kurt Vonnegut book who talked about Blue Mondays and had one really really long, hmm, wild hair?