Swallowing a Really Really Really Big Fish


Wonderful picture!

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I was sitting on the beach at Jekyll Island, Georgia on Monday, and saw a wood stork fishing in the ocean about a quarter mile away.  Not only did I not know the storks fished in saltwater, but I also was amazed that it was quite close to some fellows seining for shrimp.  It wasn’t begging, but was perhaps an opportunist, hoping that the activity would scare up something yummy.  I decided to go for a closer look, and just as I got there this guy/gal caught a fish.  A really really really big fish.

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My “Post”: The Story of Stupid


Lovely story by Lilly of the Apron, who almost last her head!

A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly

There once was a fence—a white rod-iron fence—

to keep big pines in from wandering the neighborhood,

or perhaps it was to keep cars out from trespassing the corner yard.

Didn’t work.

A car left a gaping hole in the yard’s mouth;

it stayed that way for months.  Years?

Fix it?  Okay.

Last week, it was laid as flat as a downed fence,

waiting . . . waiting.

This week, it was gone . . . all but one post,

one lonely post,

one malevolent post

ready to pounce.

A pounce post!

I rounded the corner on my bike,

dog on leash in tow.

Stupid to not have gone out in the street,

stupid, stupid.

Trash cans were holding a conversation with the lone post,

but keeping their distance,

plotting how to arrest those who ride on sidewalks

rather than on busy streets—maybe.

Or maybe talking about the weather.

“Incredible…

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