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This is cool. What we got here is the last remnants of the 8” of snow that dumped on Boulder yesterday. The Colorado sun came out in force today, melting most of the white stuff; the final traces are hanging tough here in the shadow cast by the ballfield fence, all nice and neat in a line, while Hooper and Lulu watch in despair as Jeannie and the other woman walk away with their dogs Joplin and Kyla:
Just goes to show you what a little shading can do in terms of reducing the amount of direct beam solar radiation that affects a given area.
P.S.
The bits of snow missing in the foreground were eaten by Hooper. No shading device could have prevented that.
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I just love that you can now write about a dog named Joplin without adding a snarky comment. You’ve come a long way, baby. And don’t try telling me that the dog is named after the ragtime musician, because he’s not.
Oh, nice pic.
He’s a she, and I already snarked my way around that name in a previous post:
http://www.rumblestrip.org/2008/01/22/bacon-baking
Whew, I feel better now. I’ll admit that you had me worried that you let Joplin by without comment.
Great picture. All you need now is a sickle to complete the shadow of a very “Grim Reaper” looking you.
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