Your Sunday Squirrel

Although this shot isn't super in-focus, I like it very much.  Since it was too cold to run this morning, I decided to go to Denny Park instead.  I've been having phenomenal luck in the past few weeks.  I've been handing out hazelnuts to the squirrels and they have shown up in droves.  It's almost kind of creepy.  They seem to come from everywhere.  I mean, this morning there were so many of them that I lost count.  There were probably ten.  This fellow was one of them.  Note the expression of awe and reverence.  That's how he feels about hazelnuts.  But yes, he got his right after this shot.  I just wish my focus-bot was a little more on the ball.  If it was, this would be a calendar shot.  But alas, it is not to be.  Still, it's a lot better than this blurrel:

I went and saw the squirrel movie this weekend.  It's called The Nut Job.  It was OK, but I'm hoping it's not the best movie I'll ever see about squirrels.  I'm sure that somebody somewhere is making a better squirrel movie.  

Sunset Now

OK yes, I realize that the horizon is slanted.  It was still a pretty sunset.  It's too far south to be all spectacularly setting in back of the Olympics, but it was nice just the same.

Fog Town!

Fog is kind of a cool thing.  It lends an air of mystery to an otherwise completely un-mysterious town like Seattle.  Here are a few shots.   

Your Sunday Squirrel

Wow, it's been quite a while since I posted.  I guess I kind of got caught up in all the holidays doings and happenings.  Yeah, that must've been it.  The good news is that I haven't abandoned my blog.  The other good news is that I've been visiting Denny Park a lot in the mornings.  Lots of squirrels are usually around doing squirrel things.  Last Tuesday, I think I saw eight.  This week's featured squirrel is the same guy in both photos, first in handsome profile and then as a blurrel. 

I just have to say that I had a really bad feeling about today's game.  I didn't want to watch it at all.  I thought that the Whiskey Bar across the street would be having none of it, but not only were they showing it, but they had built a big screen for it.  Then I figured the Two Bells would not want to feature the madness.  After all, they're the traditional refuseniks.  No indeed, they showed it, too.  But I decided to settle in on the other side away from the TV and drink beer.  That worked out fine; the crowd was surprisingly sedate.  The first half was pretty grim and I left after it was over.  Back at my place, I occasionally heard my neighbors shouting, which meant that things were getting better for the Seahawks.  I finally caved and tuned in just in time to see the interception in the end zone.  I shouldn't have doubted them.  It turned out to be a great game, despite the dreadful first half.  So that's the story of how I avoided watching the game.  I will certainly watch the Super Bowl, because why not?