Monday, September 7, 2009

walking stick

As we were riding yesterday through brutal winds, I noticed a Walking Stick on the ground.  I stopped the bike and told Cedar to jump off to check it out.

"It isn't far back.  I can see it from here," I said.

I watched Cedar walk past it so I pushed our bike back to where it was.

"Cedar, come back!" I yelled.  "Here it is!"

(think extreme winds)

I showed him the Walking Stick and he started laughing.  He thought I had seen a walking stick used for hiking, not the insect.  They are almost albino looking out here, matching the color of the sand.

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