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Saturday, September 06, 2008

Saturday Sky: Gone Batty

All right, so you can't really tell, but after taking roughly twelve million blurry blue pictures I managed to get one of some blurry blue sky complete with a blurry bat. They come out at dusk, every warm evening, and perform their aerobatics in search of tasty insects.

Whitenose syndrome hasn't gotten here yet, and I hope it never does. We have way too many bugs as it is.


  • one of the odder things i miss about living in my mother's obviously drafty house is our summer bat hunts. we never could figure out how or where, but a couple bats a year would sneak in and wake us in the middle of the night, swooping over our beds. it's the only time we didn't mind getting woken up in the middle of the night.

    By Blogger the boogeyman's wife, at 7:51 PM  

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