Sunday, January 26, 2020

Volume 12 - Day 26/340, 2020 - Sunday

It is a beautiful, starry, starry night outside. You should walk outside and take a look at it. One thing about living on the edge of nowhere is, as you are taking the trash can up to the road, you have a chance to look around, to listen and see things that you might not otherwise see or hear. The coyotes were pretty interesting. They were howling up a storm east of us while I was out there, and while I was schlepping and taking this picture, they made a wide arc around me and then they were howling in the back pasture, heading west. It was great to hear them, and to listen to them calling out as they made their nightly rounds. And the stars were big and bright, since we are in the heart of Texas. Whatever. Got all my chores done today, and then some. Looking forward to tomorrow already!

In 1942 the British military exploded the first known "anthrax bomb" in a test on Gruinard Island off Scotland. It released a cloud of anthrax spores that killed 60 sheep and made the island uninhabitable for the next five decades.

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