yesterday, what with the new window installation and the report of the norwegian cross-country skiier’s HUGE, CONCRETE-LIKE THIGHS, i found myself with no free time to post the pictures i took yesterday morning, which seems like a very long time ago now.

first, the lake…have i mentioned that i love my new camera, even though i still don’t know how to use all the functions yet?

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i was going to take a picture of the geese in the yard but they flew away.

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here are some geese out in the circle, as mollie and i head out for our run to meet kevin after his music theory class.

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in the spencer house driveway – now if i call mollie, she stops to pose for me.  so she’s becoming very photo-savvy.

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doesn’t this look picturesque?

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except, oh, wait, up close you get a view of the dumpster and the yellow tractor thingy.  (the intact mayonnaise packet is still there by the side of the dumpster.  that’s good, in case i get really weak from hunger and need a delicious  energy snack.)

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mollie, posing again, at the beginning of the field.   there haven’t been other people out there since the latest snow – i can tell by the tracks.  lots of deer and bunnies, though.

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the quaint view of the back of the barn.

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once again, mollie busts the myth that dogs are super-keen on peeing on fire hydrants.  she doesn’t even glance over at it.  the good thing about running out there in the snow is you can tell who has been there – like i said, lots and lots of deer, mostly.  sometimes i’ve seen deer running, but never right out in the middle of the field.  they must do that in the middle of the night.

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we got to lincoln land, and there was kevin!  mollie was ecstatic as usual.  it’s funny that there was a guy walking by right then; it gives the illusion that there are lots and lots of people around the community college.  actually, i guess there are quite a few students there, but this path comes from the UIS campus and there aren’t many people walking along it.

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it was my bright idea to walk through the field because that way mollie wouldn’t have to be on her leash again – we usually walk/run on the path around the field, and it’s rarely in a condition where we’d want to cut through the field.

it was ok, but a long trek through the field and i never knew when the snow was suddenly DEEP.

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back at home, the sun was shining and the lake, shimmering.

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i was trying to take a picture of the geese across the lake because there were none nearby, but i know this doesn’t look like much – but to me it’s ASTOUNDING because it’s ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE LAKE!   that’s a road right over there and if randy was driving his blue bmw on that road, i could see him!  hmm, maybe we’ll have to try that sometime.  he has a ridiculously steep driveway, though, and hasn’t even been able to get his car out of the garage for a while because he’d never get it back up the hill.

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i love that woodpecker.

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winnie would love him, too…for lunch.  or a light snack.  he was making tiny little “meows” as he watched the birds.

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today we’re babysitting numie and noodle again and it’s supposed to be 40 this afternoon, so i’m thinking of taking all of them for a run in the park.  i could take my camera…but it will probably be challenging enough to just have all three of them on leashes without the added burden of trying to take pictures.

but never say never.  why, you ask?  because it’s the OLYMPIC WAY!

last night we were about to watch plushenko’s silver-winning figure-skating performance after hearing all day about what an incredibly bad sport he  – and his country and his country’s leader – were about him getting silver.  just after he did his quadruple jump, THE PROGRAM STOPPED.  damn.  we were too tired to look it up online.

the american who won, lysacek, was kind of sad about the fact that this guy who he’d looked up to and admired and thought was a nice guy was suddenly being a big dick and a really sore loser.  but maybe the russian will calm down after a while.  one interesting thing i heard at some point during the day is that plushenko used the exact same program in these olympics that he used in 2006.  it seems that if he really wanted to win he’d at least have thought of a couple of new things.

ok then, more later,

saturday morning grace.