Traipsing along after my granddaughter and her friend at the zoo, I was surprised how interested they were in the residents of the reptile house. I think this is a boa constrictor but I wasn’t making notes. It looks indolent to me but with a very bad attitude. Ellie has no fear of picking up a well-fed boa. On the other hand, she told me recently that she was afraid of bananas but was unable to explain. Maybe she was pranking me.
Looking up from the field where Artica takes place, a viewer is confronted by one of the many freight trains crossing the Mississippi into St. Louis. Note the man in the yellow tee shirt riding in the front. Exciting or scary?
Rare missed day yesterday. I still can’t shake this bronchitis and haven’t been out much. Just a couple of pictures left from my brief Saturday visit to Artica. Here, executive director Nicolette begins to gathers the marchers for the annual parade. People are encouraged to bring a biodegradable something to float out onto the Mighty Mississippi with their hopes and dreams.
For the first time in many years, I missed the burning of the Our Lady of Artica effigy last night. I haven’t said much about it but I’ve had nagging bronchitis for a week that really slowed me down. Although I went to the festival for a while Saturday, I lasted only an hour. This clever little monster was munching button flowers along the fence.
