Odds and Ends

I understand why television weathermen get death threats.  If winter doesn't end soon you are likely to read about me doing something unforgivable in your morning papers.  This has been a too long winter, it's beginning to snow (4-7 in. anticipated with more later this week) temps are approaching near zero Fahrenheit and I'm sick of it.  End of rant, thank you for your indulgence. I feel much better.

I am desperately trying to moderate my time spent in front of a computer screen but such interesting stuff is on line. I'm failing miserably, I cannot play outside so I forgive myself.  Today, I'll share some of my favorite recent finds.

I. Cartography: 

I love maps, they explain almost everything, except why.  The University of Chicago Press in cooperation with the University of Wisconsin has published "The History of Cartography".  If your curious enough to be interested, but not enough to travel to your local library you'll find it is available for download here.    I'm finding it a fascinating read.

II.  Armchair Travelers?

I have no explanation other than I was captivated by the photography of Steve McMurray's blog Where the World Meets.  Those who have been here awhile know I have no wanderlust, but I am encouraged knowing that the world is a much wider place than what is in my teeny imagination.  At the top of each page is a link to other photo sets, each more interesting that what came before.

III. Our/Stories 

The University of Texas-Austin has a treasure trove of old photos in the Not Even Past collection Our Stories/Our Histories.  The title derives from a Faulkner quote "The past is never dead. It's not even past".  Who would ever think that strangers wedding photos from long ago could be so moving, or family photos taken at the beach?

What drew me to the site was a link to an Irish Easter Rising digital archive A Rebellion Remembered.  

Enjoy and thanks for stopping by.

Toad

Questions without answers

1.  If you were alive then, the events of November 23, 1963 are forever seared in your memory. I remember the day well, but for one very large gap.

I was in grade school in suburban Kansas City then.  That fateful Friday was a school holiday and for the life of me I don't know why. I can't even hazard a guess.

2.  Thanksgiving 1963 came 3 days after the president's burial.  Was there ever a drearier holiday.

3.  Brennan's in New Orleans RIP

Family squabbles have closed the joint, at least for the time being.  Once lawyers are called in to settle family matters, things rarely turn out for the good.

I always liked Brennans but would have enjoyed it more were it half its size.  The food was good, but the restaurant was always too busy, and tables too rushed to truly enjoy your stay.  Made a great bloody mary however.

4. Today is Ms. Hutton's birthday. Let us rejoice and be glad.

5. Lost and Found:  The good news and bad news of moving are much the same.  In our case we cleared out a lot of stuff we wouldn't have otherwise.  Everyday, I ask my bride or she'll ask me, "have you seen the...".  No.

Prior to moving we  rented storage in a franchise "we'll keep your stuff" place. With eyes wide open I personally loaded our books, file cabinets and some Christmas decorations first thing into that space.  The next day we buried our treasures with furniture, fully believing we'd empty it, certainly by now.

It's likely we will continue to rent storage forever. I'm torn between unloading and reloading our space or renting the space next door, and with knowledge and forethought moving.  Neither appeals.

To compound the fun I have been ordered to make room in the garage for Mrs. T's car before the weather turns.  Can you picture my week?

Toad

Odds and Ends

Before spring returns to the midwest and while waiting to learn who will become the Doctor I felt need for a bit of levity.  The Telegraph regularly publishes a segment called The Best of Sign Language.  The snaps are a collection of amusing public notices taken around the globe.  In the style of "best of the empire", the funniest notices are ironic, and often self evident.  One wonders at the thought processes.  

All photos from The Telegraph

Odds and Ends

1.  I began writing this blog anticipating writing to the ether with hopes my 3 children might occasionally stop by.  That others visit amazes me daily, and for which I'll be forever grateful.  I need to go old school on this as the first 2 items are directed to my sons.

Junior High was a difficult time at our house, and soon Mrs. T's grandson will graduate from the same middle school my boys attended.  Last night my bride and I attended a school ceremony held to honor  those students who received a 3.5 GPA (out of 4) each semester during 6-7th and 8th grades.

 59% of the graduating class was awarded the Golden N in honor of their achievements......153 students.  Mrs. T and I looked at each other and said huh?  One hell of a bell curve.

2.  Parents of adult children always need to perform some mental gymnastics to remember that whatever their children's ages, accomplishments, family responsibilities and limitations that they are no longer children.  This was brought home to roost last week when a high school classmate of my youngest son was named basketball coach at their old school.  BB coaches were always really old, now...

3.  There is an old saw about clothing, that perhaps I made up but I hope not, that in effect says if you find something you like, buy it.  Because you love it, it will go with anything.

I want each of you to know that old saw, whatever its source, is a lie.   I apologize to those I may have shared this lack of wisdom with.  Over the winter I picked up a pair of greenish and tan seersucker trousers. I do love them and will enjoy them but for maximum effect they will require a deep tan the likes of which my fair Irish skin has never produced and a shirt color that has not yet been invented.  Won't stop me from trying though.

4.    Patch Mad: I have not yet conferred with my personal enabler to learn whether or not patch mad will be worn this season.  Whatever his ruling, I will be.  Years ago I gave away a much adored patch mad jacket, purchased on line in haste that did not and I felt would not ever fit. It was a joy just to look at it. Luckily, it went to a great home and I know it's happy.  I still dream of that jacket.

Several years ago, egged on by my muse I acquired, again via EBAY, the patch mad jacket shown above.  The stated size be damned, it too did not fit, yet I kept it gathering dust in the back of my closet.  Finally, it fits, (and the one I gave away) and if spring or summer ever come to Mayberry this year I will wear it until it falls off me.

5.   Is tweed appropriate for Derby Day?

Toad

Beware the Ides or odds and ends

Free spirit that I am, I believe that an inventor or talented marketeer should, within reason, be allowed
to name their best products or ideas anything they want, and let the buyer beware.  Free enterprise at its best.

Perhaps I'm showing my age but I was temporarily struck dumb by a flyer we received in yesterday's post.  The local tan spa was advertising "Red Light Therapy".    Once upon a time gentlemen didn't discuss their red light therapy in mixed company, and ladies pretended to know nothing about such doings.

I've a technicolor image of a dad, putting his coat on after dinner.  His loving bride asking where he was off to, and he replies "I'm off for a bit of "red light" therapy.  Likely as not his stuff would be on the lawn when he returned.

Without thinking too hard someone could have come up with a better name for whatever it is the electric beach is trying to sell.  Just sayin'.

I had cause to wander a brick and mortar emporium of one of the oldest catalog companies in the US earlier in the week.  By chance I found myself in what passes as a cosmetic counter, most of which appeared to be left offer Christmas offerings from 1971.  Did you know English Leather is still for sale?  I did not. Should you need a bottle of Dakar Noir I know where to send you.  Charlie and most of the god awful tween girl stuff from the mid '60's, still at Sears.

Should your personal proclivities prefer something putrid, rancid, undead, you could do worse than Zombie by Dementer, for him or for her.

"While you would imagine that the scent would be culled from the remnants of a mortuary, blended with a heady mix of litter box, the gym shoes of 1000 people with athlete’s foot and week-old garbage from the organic bin, the actual product is a little gentler.

Disappointing for some, perhaps, but the Demeter chemists have focused on the literal aspects of human decomposition, combining the smell of earth, moss, dried leaves, mildew and a few mushrooms just to provide a little extra kick of fungus.

For all the lumbering ladies, your version of Zombie includes a touch of "Dregs from the bottom of the wine barrel" because dregs are delicious and, apparently, feminine."

Not at Sears though.

Land Rover Defenders have a cult following of motorists attracted by tough looking trucks, with a false go anywhere reputation.  The girl variant can be seen driving Range Rovers in up scale neighborhoods through the world.  Heaven knows when you'll need to transverse mountain streams to get to the mall.

The biggest problems with Land Rovers is their English heritage. They are expensive to own and usually don't run.  Defenders are basic, barely a step up from tractors, and like most Brit cars are as unreliable as your ex.  Maybe the new Indian owners can fix that.

In a classic we can do that too move, Land Rover, at the Geneva Auto Show, introduced an Electric Defender, for those pollution free romps across the Serengeti.  Old Polo can you imagine a why?

And finally:

By now you have seen the notice that Google Reader is going away in July.  The news breaks my heart.  To soften the blow I offer this link from PC World on Reader alternatives.  I haven't yet come to grips with this Readers demise, and I offer no suggestions or alternatives, but we gotta start somewhere.  If you have a suggestion let us know.

Toad

Odds and Ends

Pearl Harbor Day

American's are great for remembering slogans;  Remember the Alamo, the Maine, the World Trade Center, yet we often, too soon after,  forget the why of what we are supposed to be remembering.  By now many have forgotten that today is Pearl Harbor Day, "a day that will live in infamy".  The 2 hour raid on the US Navy's Pacific fleet headquarters caused the deaths of 2335 servicemen with another 1143 wounded.


Denny's is the real deal! 

The southern US has a somewhat deserved reputation for culinary decadence. Locals believe that if the food isn't brown, hasn't been fried or served in large quantity it isn't worth eating.  Many of our ubiquitous franchised fast food chains hail from the land of huge/fried, including Denny's, which calls Spartanburg, S.C. home.

Denny's occasionally gets a bad rap for customer service but are working hard to embrace diversity.  To assist their effort to connect with everyone, everywhere they have opened a new flagship store in Las Vegas.   " The diner chain’s newest location will feature a photo booth in which vacationers and locals can pose with trademark Denny’s products. Those photos can be shared instantly on Facebook and Twitter."  Nothing says vacation like a Denny photo.

“We wanted to create a unique experience,” a spokesman said. “We have a lot of interactive features and a lot of things that make this location even more fun.

"For example, the diner has a full cocktail bar. The bar serves, among other items, a bacon-flavored martini.

"In addition, the location has some other only-in-Vegas features, including a wedding chapel. “It’s quite a unique experience... couples can get a cake made out of Denny’s pancake puppies to make their ceremony extra special.

"The new store also has Elvis-themed menu items like King Stack — pancakes with bananas, bacon and peanut butter — and the King Milkshake, featuring the same three ingredients."

If I'm lying I'm dying.

Holiday Shopping

While kicking the tires at the mall I came across "The Gold King" which is billed as "the world's fastest corkscrew".  Perhaps it's a sign of the times, but is knocking off a second or two opening a  bottle of wine really of benefit?

And Finally

From Vanity Fair, and I can't tell it any better than they did.

Toad

Odds and Ends- End of Daylight Savings Edition

Does ANYONE, who is not an NHL employee, give a flying leap that the league is on strike against its players? Would anyone notice if they stayed gone?

My brother from a different mother ADG has long and certifiable Tom Wolfe adulation bonafides. Google has rewarded his admiration by using a photo from his blog as the face of Mr. Wolfe on their search page.

The post man brought these this week from Broadland Slippers. They have hardly left my feet since.

The best description I've ever read of the iconic Judy Garland Classic.

Maybe-Maybe Not

Don't forget to set the clocks. Spring forward, fall back. It is now fall.

Toad

Odds and Ends

I. Car stuff:

Since I drive a car that is as likely to hurt me while it sits in the garage as while on the road, this falls into a "do as I say, not as I do" category. I have been a car guy most of my life. Mrs. T has just about broken me of it, but occasionally I still get revved up about a car. Also, I have long liked Volvo's, even the wagon we had in the mid '80's.

At the Chicago Auto Show, John Maloney president and CEO of Volvo North America pledged that NO ONE will be seriously injured or killed in a new Volvo by 2020.

When's the last time you heard a car company stick their neck out like that?

II. More Car News

From the Vanity Fair Daily Blog, an interview with Shaquille O'Neal about his first impulse purchase upon entering the NBA.

"Though no angel on the court, the man known as “the Diesel” or “the Big Aristotle” is gentle and amusing off it—and an impulsive shopper, no doubt. I asked him to relate the story of the time he bought three Bentleys on a whim.

“I was playing for the Los Angeles Lakers, and there’s a Rolls-Royce dealership in Beverly Hills. I always used to ride by it,” he began. “But one day I just went in. Mike Tyson was in there buying a couple of Bentleys. I had on some shorts and a tank top and flip-flops, and I said to the salesman, ‘Sir, how much does this one cost?’ He said, ‘Can you afford it, sonny boy?’ I was so upset that I bought three Bentleys right there on the spot.”

He was too tall, however, to fit into their driver’s seat. “A million dollars gone in 10 minutes,” he added, quite disapprovingly."

III. In a odd way this kinda sounds like fun

The town of Buford Wyoming is for sale.

"Unique opportunity to acquire an entire town, along with the Buford Trading post, an income-producing convenience and fuel store. Included in the auction are 10+/- acres of land, five buildings including a 3 bedroom home, United States post office boxes, plow and three vehicles. There is also a Union Wireless cellular tower with lease, and parking area previously used by an overnight shipping company for nighttime trailer switches."

The seller maintains 1000 people a day hit the Trading Post. The town also comes with its own zip code. Since there are no other residents, the zip is all yours. How cool is that?

Offers near (USD ) $100, 000 can make it yours. It's a shame that you'd probably have to live there full time, since if managed well this might actually pay off.

Toad

Odds and Ends

1. There are a million six reasons to blog, each of them good. Clearly some of the reasons involve the hope of trading effort for coin, for which I'm in favor, but I have a question. I'm not being malicious, mean spirited or negative, I have not sampled the KOOL-ADE, nor will I, I'm simply curious.

Google Reader places its ADsense ads at the top of each post, in front of your content, in a first come us then comes you format. So my question is this, is the trade even? Does the average blogger earn enough from viewer ads to give up such prime real estate?

2. Have you ever read a child a story that you haven't read yourself? I made that mistake this week while reading to my 3 and 4 year old charges. I selected the Big Bad Wolf. In my naivete I presumed it was the classic 3 Little Pigs, or maybe, at worst, Little Red. Nope.

Ever read the version with Momma goat and the 6 kids? Don't!!!!!!!!!!!!!! At least to children, before bedtime.

3.

My Denver dwelling daughter and her husband have spent the past week on a sunny beach somewhere in the Yucatan, enjoying the final concert tour of their favorite band Widespread Panic. It began snowing Friday morning in Denver with snow accumulations expected between 12-24 inches. Travel may be a headache for their trip home.

Widespread Panic's next concert is this coming Friday, in Denver.

4. Basketball fans everywhere have personally wet themselves in anticipation of tonight's Missouri v Kansas game. I'm not a sports fan and personally have taken a miss for this weekend's sporting activities, except for this mention of the basketball contest.

Each year I wager #1 son $1,000,000 Monopoly, even money, double or nothing over the 2 games the teams play per season. I take MU, he gets Kansas. Sometimes the conference championship tourney games are included, if the teams meet. I offer to each of you the same bet, with the additional proviso that the loser has to own up on his/her own post, at the end of the season. Here, if you haven't your own forum. If you want in, let me know which side you want. I'll go either way.

Enjoy your weekend.

Toad

Odds, Ends and a Joyous Future

I. The Nativity Factor

Remember The Nativity Factor? All entries are in, votes are being counted and the adult shortlist may be found here while the youth finalists may be viewed here.

II. From the Ship of Fools

John Cook saw this sign outside the Church of All Nations on the Mount of Olives in Jerusalem.

"This sign says it all, I think," he says.

III. America's Joyous Future

Thank goodness for churches.

Comet alerted us to this uplifting church noticeboard, said to be from Bethel Lutheran Church, Willowick, Ohio.

With one wall to go, reality is creeping in. I try to ignore it, but it may put off painting until tonight. Enjoy your day.

Toad

Odds and Ends

1. Halloween Photos



The photo above first appeared on the New York Social Diary last Tuesday. Should you ever encounter this mask in real life, for sale get in touch quickly. I want it!

II.
Yesterday was the first day it truly felt like fall in Mayberry. It was cold, damp, blustery. One of those days the dogs, and me, needed to be pushed to go outside. I stayed curled up with Ralph's big book dreaming of tweed and wool blankets,all the while dealing with the wet dogs on my lap. Overall a good day, especially for catching up.

III.

One thing leads to another around here and this week was no exception.

We have a small case clock, in the family room. I love listening to its rhythmic patter, especially while reading a book. Sadly, I'm the only one who cares to hear it chime, so the quarter chime and hour gongs remain muted.

In our previous house the clock lived on a landing in the stairway to the upper floors. Allegedly, clocks were once put there so that the face would be visible to anyone in the hallway. Great in theory, poor in practice especially if you have a precocious grandson. You'll never see a 3 year old move so quickly as when a clock he was just climbing is now rolling down the stairway towards him. All ended well, the only damage was to the clock face and little boy's fear of whatever was coming next.

We have never done anything about the clock face, so I have taken it upon myself to build a replacement, the clockmaker has nothing to offer, so for several nights I've been reviewing photos of grandfather and grandmother clocks searching for just the right mix of whimsy and gravitas. If you have a favorite send along a photo.

Photos 2 and 3 from Ralph Lauren

Toad

Fashion Odds and Ends

1. Normally, I like Cole-Haan products, and my bonus daughter gives full marks for the Nike inner soles, but these give me the fear. Ladies, are these as ugly as I think they are?

II. Who'd have thought the nanny state would evolve to this? From The Independent

"Britain's advertising watchdog said Wednesday it had banned two adverts by French cosmetics giant L'Oreal over "misleading" airbrushed images of actress Julia Roberts and supermodel Christy Turlington.

"We accept that digital manipulation is used in adverts but it has to be done in a truthful way," Advertising Standards Authority spokesman Matt Wilson said.

"In these particular adverts we were not satisfied that the post-production techniques have not exaggerated the benefits of the product."

Obviously L'Oreal disagrees.

III. Huh?

Trendy moms wish to look like their daughters

IANS Jul 27, 2011, 12.52pm IST

Tags:

• girls

Ever wondered why a lot of middle-aged women dress up likegirls younger to their age? A study has found such women are actually trying to look like their daughters.

The study reveals mothers who consider themselves young at heart will often use their daughters as role models, copying not just their clothes but also their hair and make-up, the Daily Express reported.

According to the study conducted for the Journal of Consumer Behaviour , daughters, however, are far less likely to want to dress like their mothers, even if they are trying to look grown up.

Just reporting on, not making the news.

Toad

Odds and Ends

I generally make some attempt to hide my more egregious flaws from myself and the public eye but periodically a public airing is necessary, not to rid myself of guilt (that's the lowest of all excuses) but to take heed and learn from the generous consul and tips for betterment, such confessions elicit.

Today is such a day, when I share my sins in order I may learn, and perhaps save another troubled soul. May the bridges I burn light your way.

I. I am a bounder!!!!!!!!!!!

My trip to Boston was an errand of mercy. My bonus daughter moved in with us soon after her college graduation. She came home for a family wedding (shown holding Joe)and never looked back, and I'm tickled to death. My job (is this boy work?) was to reinforce her goodbyes to her boyfriend (Ben Sidran's point #1), gather her belongings, load her car and drive it home. Easy Schmeesy. Unspoken, was the #1 admonition to bring her dog Milo, home safe and sound (more later). Which wasn't so schmeesy.

I made tres clear, before leaving home, to Mrs. T that I wasn't coming straight home. In fact, publicly and in advance, I rattled the green eyed monster's cage by informing her I had separate dates with 2 attractive, accomplished, vivacious women, who just so happened to live 500 miles apart. For a week I was target of the monster's velvet sheathed jest, butt of her jokes. So what's so bad about that?

Due to the vagaries of travel, I stood both women up.

Ladies, once again, I'm sorry. I'll regret this for a very long time.

2. Why don't I get Angelina?

An newspaper article caught my eye. Angelina Jolie and Sarah Jessica Parker are the two highest paid female actors in Hollywood. I have no truck with the either women or the sums involved. More power to them, but...

What flaw is in my character that causes Angelina Jolie to leave me cold? Not a scintilla of interest on my part.

3. What's wrong with this picture?

This photo is from Bill Cunningham's "On the Street" column "The Ponies" in the July 3, 2011 NYT.

Any number of us have the individual pieces to copy this look, but don't, for which I'm glad.

Is this one of those" if you have to ask" you'll never get it, sort of things, or may we simply credit advanced age on my part? There is something in me that doesn't get shorts, sports coat and tie, when not in Bermuda.

4: And finally:

While in Boston I had the opportunity to meet local bon vivant and raconteur Yankee Whisky Papa creator of the blog Boxing the Compass. Over postprandial cigars he captured a true rarity of a photo.

In the past 15 years you may count on one hand, having digits in reserve, the number of times I have worn a long tie. May be another decade before I do it again.

Boxing the Compass photo

I liberated the snap below from Manifold Destiny. It's origin, I now know to be Kiel James Patrick, but I don't necessarily disagree with its sentiments, in moderation.

Kiel James Patrick poster

Have a great weekend.

Toad

Odds and Ends

Window shopping throughout the Empire the past several days has turned up several interesting items. I also learned a thing or two.

1. Ellie Stager, the Cordial Churchman,tired of fielding requests for my one off patch tweed scarf, has decided to make them available to any and all. I love mine, but she has added a couple of twists which I think you too will like. She has graciously consented to name them after moi. You may order your own Toad from Ellie.

2. The Balmoral Bonnet: this may surprise some of our European readers, but were you aware that most Scottish hats are made in Pakistan? I'm unsure why that caught me off guard, but it did. Seems there is a guy, that everyone in the hat bus knows, who knows a guy who makes them. Mine should arrive in a couple of months. Thank you to all who helped in my search.

3. Fat men need to be careful when wearing tartan. Too much horizontal stripe, and you look like the Michelin man gone bad, or the Duke of Windsor's grandfather, Edward VII.

For you young, trim, rakes looking to add a little color to your rainment, might I suggest a pair of genuine, official, British army issue tartan trousers. You may find them here. 25 GBP less VAT. Not bad. 4 tartan choices are available.

4. Stable Belts: Once upon a time, Tintin of The Trad wrote about stable belts. I hadn't a clue what he was talking about. I thought it must be a surcingle belt in regimental colors and left it at that.

Last week my Brit Khaki's arrived. The long pants and the drill shorts have a double belt closure, which struck me as dumber than dirt. What did I know?That double belt closure, derived from cavalry uniforms, is known as a stable belt.

In the 1950's regiments began having belts made in their regimental colors. In addition to the double belt, alternative buckles are available.

5. Sting and The Police: Sunday's NYT book review pages had an interesting factoid. Each member of the band, The Police has written an autobiography. Collectively, 10 pages deal with the band.

Keep your shady side up today and happy shopping.

Toad

Odds and Ends

An odd way to begin a new year I suppose, but this has been an uneventful week, if you discount, cracking two teeth, breaking the router, losing our Tivo network, and freezing my backside off every few hours, while spending time outside, keeping the wolf from the door, with a tiny cold hound. I feel as though I am with Apsley Cherry-Garrard on "The Worst Journey in the World".

If you are unfamiliar with the book,in a week or so we'll discuss it. Perfect cold weather reading, and probably the best travel book ever written in English.

All has finally ended well, except for the outside part, but soon Charlie will grow, and laugh at me for the time I spent freezing.

1. The year in pictures.
I am not alone in having used any number of photos liberated from sites not my own. I am struggling to credit the original authors, and promise to use renewed vigor in crediting the artist. However, of the pics I have seen this year of people and places each more sublime than the other, one clearly sticks out. From Man of the 50's



Somehow this nitwit, to me, sums up a viable vision of the American future.

2. The Cable Company
I think everyone has one recurring bill they simply despise paying. Mine is the cable bill. Our cable company is no better or worse than anyone else's. They have no hesitancy in lying to you, if it gets you off the phone quicker, and aren't especially good at training or retaining quality employees. Cable like telephone service either works or it doesn't. When it doesn't it suddenly your problem.

I know what's going on in the back of your mind. If you don't like it get satellite, you are thinking. I tried that once. The installer told me we might have service in January. That was in October. Left unsaid was that when the trees grew, or leafed, we hadn't a prayer.

In sheer desperation I called the cable company late Sunday evening. I had a network problem and hoped if I caught them off guard I might get some help. Not surprisingly, since they are headquartered in Mayberry, our cable company has set up a customer service center in a community which they do not provide service. Although I am grateful it was in America, and I was speaking to someone who was a native English speaker.

The man was a godsend. Quick, helpful and knowing no one was listening offered a number of worthwhile tips on preventing the problem in the future. This month I don't mind paying the bill.

On a side note, let us give thanks. The Bachelor and American Idol begin this week and next, so finally, I get a couple of free evening hours alone at home. I've a got a pile of books to catch up on.

3. And Finally
To my old friends who have stopped here regularly over time thank you once again for your trust, and for your blogs. You make my life sweet as rain water. To the new kids, welcome. I hope you linger a while, catch up on the archives , and especially check out the blogs of the many contributors here. Many of the best bloggers in the world stop here regularly.

Lastly, by morning, I'm through with the dentist, and related aches and pains, may kick my lingering cold, as well as mother nature's and shall return in full vigor on the morrow. Just in time for our first lingering snowfall of the season.

Toad


lead photo from press.exploratorium