Tuesday, July 17, 2018

The Art of Speed


Sinking a ship

Genius

That's why it's called discipline


Perfect for the man cave



Now a fox

On the way back from dropping off Mrs. CW at work, and on our little rural street I see a fox, of all things, scampering down the lane.  When I got too close for his comfort, he sprinted off across a field and paralleled the car for a short distance.  That allowed me to time him at a seemingly effortless 20 miles an hour.  He wasn't straining.

I checked, and I've still got the one chicken, who is now free range.  Maybe not for long.

Feast