Ladybusiness, News & Politics, Photography

Git Along Little Froggie

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I woke up one morning last week to find a Spring Peeper fastened to my kitchen window. He was an itty bitty thing, no bigger than the first joint of my thumb. It was about 5am and I wasn’t really awake yet, so I didn’t get a very good picture of him. I should have turned on the porch light and used the macro setting.

Check out those adorable little suction pads on his toeses!

Non-sequitur: I often get frustrated that no one ever asks my opinion about current events. Because, you know, my opinion is Very Important. Or something. Anyway, last night I got a polling call from what I assume–based on the questions–to be a group associated with the John Hostettler congressional campaign. I was asked a few general questions about my political leanings, and was disappointed that none of the options allowed for Pinker than Pinko. Hrmf. Democrat will have to do, I guess. The race in my district is between Hostettler (R) and Brad Ellsworth (“D”[1]). I was unable to state to the poller’s satisfaction which of the Lesser of Two Evils I would vote for, because neither is an option for me. Yuck. Hostettler suffers from everything that is wrong about the Republican party, while Ellsworth is an forced-birther. I just cannot bring myself to support either of them.

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[1] The conspiracy theorist in me is alarmed at republicans masquerading as Democrats, and I think that is what is happening in Ellsworth’s case.

Photography

Low Clouds Over Soybean Field

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Low Clouds Over Soybean Field
Intersection of Ratliff Road and Starnes Road, Monroe County, Indiana

I took the above photo (photos, actually) on my way home from work on Saturday. Heading west, the sky was cloudy, but not all that interesting. When I turned the corner from Ratliff onto Starnes, though, I looked back to the east and saw a huge mass of dark clouds hanging low in the sky. I had to stop, of course.

It’s always interesting to watch people’s reactions when I stop at that particular intersection. There’s a soybean/corn (depending on the year) field there, surrounded by a border of grass. The grass border is wide and well maintained–perfect for pulling off the road. Almost every time I do, at least one person stops to ask if I need help. I always thank them, and explain that I’m just taking pictures. Invariably, this puzzles them. “Oh…oh” they say, uncertainly. Clearly, only weird people take pictures at Ratliff and Starnes.