Out of deference to the poor sod's sensibilities, I won't show you the appalling condition of the yard of the house next door. It is clear that this fellow is just happy to bring a little joy and pleasantry into his little neck of the woods.
As I carried on walking I spied a tree with what looked like oranges on it. It could have been kumquats I'm not sure, and I was sure that I wasn't walking up on their lawn to take a closer look.
Depending on their mood it could be a "Howdy-do", or a tail full of buckshot. Discretion being the better part of valour, I continued on after snapping my picture.
A couple blocks later I came to a small lake. This one is called Liberty Lake, and is in the middle of a residential neighbourhood. I believe it is spring fed, and also serves as a catchment for runoff stormwater. The city aerates it and stocks it for fishing under 15 or over 65. I took a picture of some ducks,
and some geese, now I know where they go for the winter......hahaha
I will say that one must tread carefully on the sidewalk to avoid the plethora of Goose Poo. Everytime I see these guys, I can't help wondering how they taste roasted.....hmmmm.
Here's a shot looking from the Goose beach area towards the end of the lake, showing the fountain which aerates the lake itself so it doesn't stagnate.
There were a couple young fellows fishing at the end of the lake, so I inquired about their luck and they said they had 2 catfish and 1 turtle. I looked in the bucket and the cats seemed to be about 10" long. I didn't see the turtle. I have had catfish before, and it's not bad if a bit bland. I cannot report on the edibility of turtles however! Here's a closer look at the fountain at the south end of the lake. Quite pretty.
Heading back to the house, we got ready to head out for a little ride. Scooterchick has done a "hillbilly seat mod" to her scooter similar to mine in an effort to improve comfort and legroom. Time for a shake down cruise. Here she is garbed and ready to roll.
First we had to partake of a little sustenance. Where better than to head down to the mall and hit up Charlie's Cheesesteaks. Yeah, I know the only real cheese steaks are in Philly, and Charlie's seem to get a little skimpier every year but there you go.
We decided to ride out to Geronimo, a town named after the legendary Apache warrior. there are 1282 people in Geronimo, and judging from the look of the town many of them are infrequent residents. I think we saw a half dozen people while we were there, and some of them we saw twice. We had put a little seafoam in the tanks for good measure and filled up on the way home.
Here's an on-the-road picture of my beloved. I had pulled over to take a picture of some Pampas Grass at the side of the road, and couldn't resist a pic o' the Chick. Here by the way is the grass in question.
So ended another nice little outing. I would show you pictures of Geronimo, but there wasn't anything picture worthy there. Sad but true. In the evening we went to a local coffee house where our daughter was singing. She was all the way on, and she can sing! The other guys backing her up....not so much!
So I sign off for the nonce, wishing you a pleasant evening.