Just another Friday morning in the world...
Just another Friday morning...
...which, I suppose, was a little better than last Thursday morning...
We had an appointment in Cape Girardeau at about 11:30 a.m. last Thursday. We finished up a little bit after noon, and began the journey home.
We made it across the Bill Emerson Memorial Bridge over the Mississippi River with no problems. As we headed out of East Cape Girardeau, we could see what looked like a lot of traffic ahead of us.
Turned out there was indeed a lot of traffic. As in a LOT of traffic. It took us something like 30 to 40 minutes to make it to the intersection of Routes 146 and 3.
We later found out the traffic was connected with a horrible traffic accident which had occurred in Southeast Missouri. As a result of the accident, Interstate 57 was closed in the region...and thousands of vehicles ended up being rerouted to Union County...and through downtown Anna...
Heavy traffic was still being reported in the Anna area early Friday...
So...on Friday morning, the Other Half went to do some work on her computer and discovered that a wrist support pad appeared to have been used as a chew toy.
My first guess was that one of our kitties, who loves to chew on just about anything which can be chewed on, was the culprit. Kitty was nowhere to be seen. Of course.
With a little bit of duct tape, The Other Half was able to repair the minor damage which had been done to the pad.
Just another Friday morning...
As I was heading out to the car for the daily commute to The Paragraph Factory, I caught a glimpse of a critter waddling slowly through the next door neighbor’s front yard...
The critter was an armadillo...right there in the morning light...just kind of meandering back and forth. I’m guessing the critter hadn’t had enough coffee yet.
I took a few photographs. After all, most of the armadillos we see aren’t exactly alive. The armadillo wandered into another yard, meandered into a carport and went off to do whatever armadillos do.
Yup, just another Friday morning.
After the armadillo excitement, I got in the car and headed to Anna. On the way to the big city, I was lucky enough to have another experience involving a unique critter...one of the feathered variety. A big bird. With a white head. A bald eagle.
The eagle was perched in a tree. A couple of crows were hanging around, too, cawing loudly. All three of the birds appeared to be interested in a road-killed critter that was existing in the past tense on the highway.
(By the way...I’m not quite sure how to explain such things...or even if they need to be explained, but I’ve seen more bald eagles in the past six or eight months that I had seen for years...)
I took some photographs of the bald eagle, which appeared to be pretty much putting up with me. As I drove away, the bald eagle was staying put. Waiting for breakfast...
Just another Friday morning...
While motoring through outskirts of metropolitan Anna, I was listening to a story on the radio about conditions at a hospital in Ukraine. If I remember correctly, a doctor at the hospital was saying that about the best which could be done to treat cancer patients was to use antibiotics. Supplies were running short...
At about the same time I was listening to the story, I saw the brilliant blue and yellow colors of a Ukrainian flag which has been on display near Anna...the world truly is a much smaller place than we think...especially on...
...just another Friday morning...