On such a blank day and during a casual stroll, I think you did well. Lighthouse and horizon are well placed.
Jack --- Perry Pellechia <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > (long tale of woe follows) > > My wife, Marianne, and I love to head to the shore any chance we get > to beach comb. > We live about two hours from Charleston, SC and the beach we go to > often is Folly > Beach. Since we spend all our time looking for shells I rarely bring > a camera > because my hands are usually pretty sandy and wet. Today I took our > Canon A80 and > got this photo of the Morris Island light house. As you can see > there > is nothing left of > Morris Island due to erosion. Yes the light house is tilting. > > http://homer.chem.sc.edu/perry/peso/img_1962b.jpg > > The image is nothing special but offer comments if you please. > > We had a great time at the beach. We found a couple of species of > shells we have not > found before, which is rare because we have been to this beach pretty > often. Everything > was going great until we got home. Shortly after we finished > cleaning > up we heard a thud > from the fireplace. At first I was not sure what it was but soon > figured out that some > animal fell into the chimney. My hope of it climbing out the same > way > it got in was quickly > dashed. When it started clawing on the flue door I knew it had to be > a squirrel. > > After several minutes of paralysis we devised a plan to trap the > squirrel in a large plastic > storage container that fit under the flue. We sealed off the opening > of the fire place with a > clear plastic shower curtain and duct tape so that if something went > wrong the squirrel > could not run into the house. We had the lid of the container ready > to slide over the > plastic tub. All we had to do was: > > 1) open the flue > 2) have squirrel fall into tub > 3) slide cover onto tub. > > So I reach in and pull the flue open. We hear something fall into > the > tub and we slam the > tub shut. Great, the plan worked! Then to our dismay we realize the > squirrel was on top > of the cover. After cursing we get the cover off the tub and find > the > damn rodent perched > on the inner wall of the hearth. We tried coaxing him into the tub > but had to pull open the > shower curtain to reach in with a fire poker. The furry menace did > not take the hint. I > reach for a hockey stick and with the stick in one hand and the poker > in the other I try to > force the sooty rodent to fall in the tub. > > This is when things went horribly wrong. As I am trying to knock him > into the tub he > crawls onto the poker. He then races along the poker, to my arm then > over my head and > down my back as I knelt in front of the fire place. Marianne screams > as the squirrel runs > to the far corner of the family room. We chase him into the kitchen > (thankfully he does not > go behind the fridge), back into the family room. Here he tries to > jump into/over the TV. > We finally get him into the enclosed porch and finally out into the > yard. > > Afterwards I thought I should have taken photos of the ordeal but at > the time I had other > things on my mind. I do have this photo of the aftermath: > > http://homer.chem.sc.edu/perry/peso/img_1966a.jpg > > This is the back of my shirt and the tracks left by the sooty pest. > > <----------------------------------------------------> > Perry Pellechia > > Primary email: [EMAIL PROTECTED] > Alternate email: [EMAIL PROTECTED] > Home Page: http://homer.chem.sc.edu/perry > <----------------------------------------------------> > > __________________________________________ Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less. dsl.yahoo.com
