I wrote this post using Flock, the 0.7 beta of a new type of browser, which was released today. It seems to be running without problems under Ubuntu Dapper Drake.
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I uploaded a new fractal gallery called Wedgewood. The complete list can be found at Gnofract4d Fractals.

At times, the skies are a little TOO interesting.

More comical than anything else, but at least Lily had her ears forward. She was probably expecting a treat at the time.

A friend gave these to me for my birthday, expecting I would be so horrified I would give them back. I don’t imagine, between the UV and the wind, they can last for more than a season.
Treat an abscess first thing in the morning, and nothing worse will happen to you all day, at least until you have to treat it again in the evening.
This is beginning to feel like The Year of the Abscess. First, Hap, with the abscess under his jaw caused by a fractured tooth, which took several months to completely heal. Yesterday, the vet came out and opened an abscess which formed where Rags got one of his vaccinations three weeks ago on his butt.
I will spare my readers the details required to care for Rags’ abscess. Horse people will probably already know, and the process has a high ick factor. As far as my personal ick factor scale goes, only eye injuries rate higher.
I was feeling apprehensive when Jack and I went out to treat Rags this morning, after having watched Rags acting almost belligerent with the vet and her assistant yesterday. Fortunately, I suppose the area didn’t feel as sore this morning, because Rags was comparatively well-behaved. I told Jack to let him walk in a small circle, because I didn’t want Rags to feel trapped as I treated him. The abscess is on the near side, and I was able to treat it by standing on the off-side and reaching over, on the theory that if he was inclined to kick, he would kick to the near side.
When Rags had pigeon fever (aka dry land strangles) several years ago, I was able to treat his chest abscesses without help. I doubt I will be able to do that with this abscess, but at least he is cooperative enough that I shouldn’t have to go to Plan B, which involves getting Rags to my trainer’s place, so I have an experienced horse person to help.

At least the hail didn’t get the columbines.
While I was busy straightening out the maitre’d at the Margarita at Pine Creek that we needed a table for three (for Jack, my mother, and myself) instead of a table for five, I looked over my shoulder and saw my sister and brother-in-law, just flown in from California to help celebrate my fiftieth birthday.
