
…and flash flood warning for this afternoon and evening.

I doubt even my friend Dianne will think these are cute. I found two eggs in a precarious spot in my hay barn on July 6. I figured magpies would take the eggs so I didn’t disturb them. The eggs hatched two weeks later. I’ve had to get Jack to help me to pull down hay bales so the bales don’t roll onto the chicks. This photo was taken when the chicks were a week old, and they are even bigger and uglier six days later. I still can’t believe a predator hasn’t found them. I figure they will be fledged in another two weeks and after that I am destroying any eggs that find.

I was sad to see that my favorite Dr Who glass with the magically appearing Tardis was broken in the dishwasher this morning. (I am 54. Why do you ask?)
Fortunately, the shards match the gaps so I didn’t have to worry about glass lost in the bottom of the dishwasher. The Martha Stewart craft tweezers came in very handy for removing the slivers.

On our last morning in the park, we stayed in the foothills area and walked down to the river several different places. The river was still high with snow melt in June.
Bear safes, to discourage bears from breaking into cars to get the goodies, were ubiquitous in the park.

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And so were these grim little warnings to stay out of the water:

The Big Picture does Stormy skies.