This green cutie was on St. Catharine street. It glows in the dark.For the previous pigs encountered in my travels, see post from 6/19/2019.
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Normally, I don’t like it when my walks coincide with garbage collection days. If anyone were to undertake a project like this, although why would you if you had any sense, I’d advise you to find out the garbage collection days on your intended route, and avoid them. But sometimes, garbage days can be fun, with discarded penguins and giraffes to keep you company.
No, not in Vegas. She was near the Angus Yards of all places, in a garden plot - her head plunked on a scarecrow. The diva-tête must be working. There wasn’t a single bird pecking at the veggies she was guarding. And this was before she lost all the weight and turned into a crone. Tickled by this sign a bit further on at a giant construction project- “en collaboration avec - à bas le capitalisme.” I thought it was for real at first, but the “down with capitalism” part peels off. Stopped for a snack at Station W, which incorporates the old Angus Yard industrial elements in its design. Lots of grilled cheese offerings, and Davey says their smoothies are excellent, but I haven’t tried one myself. The winner so far in my abandoned clothing competition. Never seen so many people-less shoes on a sidewalk all at once – and so neatly placed. There was no one anywhere around. Don’t know what the deal is.
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