I am a middle-of-the-road handwasher. Not fanatically scrubbing every minute, but not in denial about the world of germs out there. It does seem curious to me, though, that grown people using public restrooms need to be told to wash up. So here's a friendly reminder.
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2.28.2010
day 61 of 365
I am a middle-of-the-road handwasher. Not fanatically scrubbing every minute, but not in denial about the world of germs out there. It does seem curious to me, though, that grown people using public restrooms need to be told to wash up. So here's a friendly reminder.
2.10.2010
1.19.2010
day 21 of 365
"Many hands make light work" was one of my grandmother's favorite sayings. Of course it was meant to be a rallying cry for everyone to pitch in and help with the dishes, or shell some freshly picked peas, or polish the silver. Here's my take on the many hands theme, all of them mine. Click on the picture to view large.
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1.03.2010
day 5 of 365
This is the Sandwich fish hatchery (click the photo for a bigger view), where they have fish -- mostly trout -- of all sizes, including some giant brown and rainbow trout that are pretty tempting to touch even on a cold snowy day. They had a little visitor last January who not only touched but had a few meals while she was there.
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