Well Dressed Dragon

I started off my morning with an hour long trip to the Doctors office. Last Saturday afternoon I was traipsing through the jungle hot on the heels of an osprey...when a plant poked me a good one. Must have been poisonous. The spot on my shin swelled to the size of a baseball, and was very hard, and very red. I waited 5 days for it to heal. It didn't. It is now the size of a golf ball. I am headed over to the evil empire (Walmart), to get some pills and a balm. Where is my nurse (wife) when I need her?

In my bike ride through the preserve I have been humming an old song...changing it slightly. "Where have all the dragons gone...long time passing? In 2 weeks time...I had seen nary a one.

They must have flown in on last nights red-eye. By the hundreds. But, that's all they are doing. Flying and swarming..flying and swarming. I yelled out..."Touch down...touch down somewhere!!" Only one obeyed.

A strange looking creature, especially this variety. It looks like they all have little skirts on. They are pretty skirts, but c'mon. Every one? It must be terribly embarrassing for the guys. Like a grown man being forced to wear frilly womens panties. C'mon guys...PUT ON SOME PANTS!, or a least some boxers.

Went for the small things today. For the life of me...I can't get a good lizard. Hundreds of shots I have taken...hundreds of shots have failed. I am just about ready to say..."To hecko with the gecko."

Click on large (at the bottom of the picture) for more detail. "Nice skirt...Curt!"