Thursday, March 27, 2008
There's a Chocolate in my Oyster!
Even at Lake Balboa there are odd treasures to be found. This morning I found a mussel shell, still wet on the inside, on the grass. We're 20 miles from the ocean, but a bird must have carried and dropped it here. Molly tried to eat it, the inside was still so fresh. It had mollusks(?) on it, so I don't think it was a freshwater mussel, though I've seen them other places.
Later I found the chocolate eggs in the grass, on the big field where Molly and I play tennis ball chuckit, and I couldn't resist putting one in the shell. The only time I was ever in New Orleans, I went to an oyster bar and found a pearl in my oyster. For years I carried it around. I don't think anyone believed me.
Also this morning, saw a Nuttall's woodpecker a-tapping, (a really small woodpecker), a vermillion flycatcher, (I think) and Molly was bit on the tail by a goose when I wasn't looking. (switch those words around and it will sound like the Florida conference!)