
Not So Fast There, Bud



On an upstate New York farm where she settled after fleeing the Commies in 1929, Countess Alexandra Tolstaya (youngest daughter of author Leo Tolstoy) proves that even countesses have to feed the chickens.
Tolstaya died at age 95.


Yes, we have wet bananas. A pensive barefoot child in Betong, Thailand uses a toothpick to get that last piece of red curry chicken out of his tooth, waiting out the rains during monsoon season. No big deal. It’s all old hat at this point.



Okay, not really. This isn’t a therapy elephant. It’s just a cute little two-year-old. There, there, little guy.

Maybe I could have a Borneo pygmy elephant instead?

But therapy elephants do exist, as far as helping autistic kids. For more on that, click here.

That settles it! I need to move out of the burbs and get thyself to a red barn and a stable full of Icelandic ponies. This one has better hair than I do.


Punxsutawney Phil may have seen his shadow and determined six more weeks of winter, but Hill Country Tonto has decided winter skipped central Texas altogether. No ice days like we usually have near MLK Jr Day, no snow days, no scraping ice off the windshield. We never wore our thick jackets nor our mittens. Only one day did I don a knit beanie, and that was barely warranted. So I guess it’s early spring and 89 degrees, and I’m applying sunscreen but still getting a swimsuit tan.

Mother and child make their way down Congress Street in Portland, Maine during a winter afternoon in 1968. Mother seems to be contemplating an early retirement in Florida.

And I’m pretty certain they don’t evolve into human orchids.

In addition to scuba diving, my aunt and uncle also snorkeled in mangroves with crocodiles.

What do you think of these teeth? Would you get anywhere near them?
