DollsArtCats

We went last night to an excellent restaurant in Downers Grove. It was snowing hard, 15 degrees F and there were lots of people hiking around as though it was a regular Friday night--the Italian restaurant was full. We had parked in the parking structure and walked across town when J, of all people, saw something interesting in a trash can. Now J does not approve of my addiction to dumpster diving, but not only did he point this stuff out, he walked back to the car to put it away before we went to eat. He did say something about "Scott would have made it to the South Pole if he hadn't stopped for those brass snowflakes and antlers", but I was still delighted to get them. The antlers need a little repair but both the prints and the brass snowflakes are perfectly good and will be made into other things!

Back before recycling was common, my mother-in-law showed me how to cut up the plastic holders that went around six-packs of drinks, so that wildlife wouldn't get tangled in them: "idiot dolphin children," because I think the original story was about bottlenose dolphins playing with them and getting them stuck on their beaks. Though in reality, I would assume that the entangled dolphin would just turn to his podmate and whistle: "Excuse me, my good fellow, could you remove this bit of detritus that I foolishly put my nose into?" And the next dolphin over would pull it off, and they would go back to making bubble sculptures or critiquing whale songs or whatever dolphins do when they are not herding anchovies. On the other hand, I could totally see a sea turtle doing this, because I saw a very sad David Attenborough piece on sea turtles that showed a sea turtle that had drowned..drowned! a SEA turtle, because it had gotten lost in an underwater cave. You would ...