My sister-in-law peddling along the Welland Canal. [recycled image from one of my previous posts]
Movement. Anyone who knows me will tell you I avoid it except when it involves acquiring food. I try to justify my sloth by claiming to preserve energy lest I contribute to accelerating the heat death of the universe
This guy few over my back yard, along with about a dozen of his car paint ruining buddies, a few short weeks ago. [recycled image from one of my previous posts]
Hey, I’m so lazy I’m reusing some photos from old posts so I can put off for as long as possible walking upstairs to the computers where my pictures live.
My sloth seems to be spreading — there has been very little happening in my backyard all week, just a few birds and one or two squirrels, but no Niagara lawn minks (skunks). I took the video above to show you the only vigorous movement I saw all day yesterday, which was pretty warm at ~28° C or ~82° F. There was some major activity at Mrs. HoaiPhai’s fly trap, which she just cleaned out the day before and refilled with her secret recipe of rice water and tofu chili sauce which, apparently, is irresistible to flies.
Clean as a whistle… no “dog movements” were left here. [recycled image from one of my previous posts]
Now I could have taken a slightly more energetic approach to this week’s photo challenge by walking around the neighbourhood and taking shots of the dog doo around the hydrants on my street, but I just didn’t feel like it.
This amphibious car has the right idea… anchoring itself to it’s parking space. [recycled image from one of my previous posts]
Sometimes I’ll lug my 20- something pound camera bag out of the house, but not today! There was just so much nothing not to catch up on. I took a nap.
I like watching the Moon move… watching grass grow is too slow even for the likes of me! [recycled image from one of my previous posts]
I don’t mind watching things move, just as long as I don’t have to move along with them.
I like my photos shaken, not stirred. [recycled image from one of my previous posts]
Sometimes what I’m photographing stays still but I don’t.
My yew tree in fairly high winds. Nope, I haven’t posted this one before but I took it months ago.
Other times things you wouldn’t expect to move very much do, and other times things that end to move very fast meet your expectations.
A blue jay skedaddling with a peanut. I took this one four years ago and it was in the first folder I looked in, saving me a lot of trouble and energy.
One of the best ways to move is to have a machine do it for you, preferably on a twisty road at night.
Hope you found my photos “moving”!