Eek, not good! Nothing should be allowed to interfere with online shopping…
Sadly, no. There is too much light polution looking to the north from my son’s house. Directly in line of north - and heading north in order of location - is a 24/7 recycling center, a cement plant, a Texas Eastern Pipeline Terminal and the cities of Albany, Rensselear, Schenectady and Troy. Everyone uses bright lights that don’t seem to have any shrouds to prevent light from going up.
Same over here. And even on a more local level I’ve got at least 8 streetlamps that I can see from my back garden - makes it totally useless for any astronomy.
If there had been a chance of clearer skies, I’d have had to load the car up and go out and about to find a suitably dark north-facing viewing location.
Guess I’ll have to wait until next year to see the Aurora, I’ve got a holiday booked to go as far North as possible on mainland Europe to have a chance of seeing them…
We may have to ask to use one of my brother’s lake house up north in order to see it - and watch the loons diving for fish and listen to them calling at dusk. Oh course I’ll have to get some fishing in as well!
Oh, just imagine the absolute “hardship” you’d have to endure!
Yes… I suppose I’d have to either paddle the canoe or man the oars on the row boat.
This screen shot is a sleeping animal (head only) and we an see that it is dreaming about a unicorn - visible within the animal’s head, making it a “head inside a head!” And nowhere in the Bible does it ever say that a unicorn is a horse with a horn. That was something someone (an artist?) came up to depict one. More than likely it was a rhinoceros. (this is just outside the lower right of the poly - the unicorn in within its head but facing to the back of the head)
Here a beast’s head (sleeping?) with a small monkey on his face and a lizard on the top of his head. It’s a good thing I don’t have a wild imagination. (This is fairly close to the top of the map and to the right, near the edge of the ice sheet.)
Here’s Little Bo Peep sitting on the snow and leaning against the rocks while holding her sheep across her lap. (inside poly, lower left)
Here 4 photos… Then I head off to slumber land.
All are outside of the lower left side of the polygon.
1st photo: Cat standing on rock next to old man. Large face in snow with the legs of the old man making up the short squared-off beard of the face.
2nd photo: E.T. and another fell through ice. Person holding up E.T. because he can’t swim.
3rd photo: Kangaroo head.
4th photo: 2 men in canoe battle rough seas to transport giant lasagna noodles.
Is she drinking hot chocolate with those tiny cotton balls?
Seeing how it’s Antarctica, it’s probably iced tea or (yuck) iced coffee.
iced coffee’s not “yuck”. I first discovered it on the Cayman Islands yeeeears ago; had 2 before my meal at a restaurant and was then too full to eat They gave me their recipe for it but I’ve just never been able to make it the same
put hot coffee in freezer to stop “cooking” (shock it)
Pour into mug
Heck, don’t ask me! I go for sardines & shrimp. Mew.
Ah no cagey, it was a bit more than that (but purely non-alcoholic…before anyone suggests otherwise ) .
They used condensed milk in it and maybe something else, but I reckon part of it is to do with brands we can’t get over here
But then again maybe it’s just one of those things that don’t taste the same when you make it them yourself
Shrimp and Sardine Frape
It is if you’ve never had it before, were only 16 years old (48 years ago ), just finished busing tables at a busy resort on one of the hottest days of the year , and ran into the kitchen to chug down a tall glass of iced tea - only to find out it wasn’t tea! The odd thing about it is I’ve drank hot coffee since I was 14 and had a newspaper route - making a daily stop at a local greasy spoon (diner). One food I have the same problem with is cucumbers - hate them with a passion! But pickles?
I also love them both. My wife used to eat sardines, but I think with age she turned from a nice kitty into an old salty dog. Did I just say that out loud? As for shrimp, she would never touch them - until a couple of friends took us out to dinner for our anniversary (20th?). I planned on eating her share of the jumbo cocktail shrimp (as well as my own), but she had to decide that evening to give them a go. She liked them! She ate hers and started to snitch a few of my own. Noooo! We had to ask for another bowl full. Now I never get any “extras.”
My dad used to unwind a can of sardines and eat them from the can. Shudder!
Me too! In water, oil or mustard? Love all three, but mostly the first two. Sardine sandwich, Cagey?