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critter Sunday

here's what you don't want your kid to bring home in his bug box:


And you don't want to find your husband in this position in the bathroom, facing off with that critter in the lower left corner of the photo.

Can't see it?

How 'bout a close-up?


Just part and parcel of living in southern Arizona. So, too, is this:


Yup, 66 degrees today in Tucson. Hot enough to doff your shirt if you're working (or playing) outside.

Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Holiday!

Comments

Gnightgirl said…
12 balmy degrees in CU yesterday, with no tarantulas or scorpions. Instead, 18 deer in Clint's back yard at dusk. That was cool.
Gina said…
Lol, the critters bring back memories!

Ahhh, to have my desert sunshine again.

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