On a day like this

I'll take color wherever I find it,

whether at the dump

or Green's View.

Wisdom at the Dump

Confucius came to mind when I tossed my metal cans into the pile: "Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it."

Next to me, a woman waited while I snapped and said, "Yes, I see it."

That Goes Double!

I
At the dump, the sanitary collection manager Tommy said in response to my comment about the beautiful weather, "I'll have to thank God twice for this day."

II
At Lake Dimmick, I had good luck twice: once when I saw a big dragonfly hanging low in the brush, sneaked close enough to snap several pictures, and get a lifer photo of a mature Springtime Darner; and second, when, hunkering to see the lake run-off pouring down into a tumbling creek, I turned and saw Powdered Dancers (only my second sighting ever).

III

I don't know about God, but I'll thank pure dumb luck or timing or eyesight for my double pleasures today.

Gotta Love the Dump!

This appeared recently at the convenience center:

Personally, I'm sure glad it didn't read, "No katydids."

Else, what would have happened to this fellow?

He snuggled right up next to one of the ears, staking out his territory, and gave me another reason to love the dump.