Moving slowly; seeing the sights

I'm gimping around with a sore quad these days so have slowed down substantially...all the way down to a walk as a matter of fact. Other than being in a foul temper due to sweat glands not getting a workout, it's not been too bad. One can certainly get a good view of one's surroundings when meandering at a leisurely 3 miles per hour. Sightings of the last week have included

• three turkey vultures and a hawk floating along the thermals (probably waiting for me to drop from 3 mph to 0 mph so I'd be easy pickin's);
• a fox closely guarding its den where, I discovered the next day, at least one kit is being raised;
• a clucking crow;
• tulips, daffodils, hyacinths, and even some pansies popping up...not to mention blossoms about to burst forth on the fruit trees;

But today's sighting takes the prize. Early this past Thursday it started to rain and snow...and did not stop raining and snowing until late Saturday. Supposedly there were 7 inches of snow and who knows how much rain. The streets were rivers, the dips were lakes, and our hay-like lawns now look like the emerald fields of Ireland. There was SO much water, apparently the fish population found new places to explore...this is what I spotted along the sidewalk when walking home from my volunteer job:


Keep your eyes wide open folks, ya' never know what you may see in this wild wonderful world of ours!