Little Beluga Tattoo

This is what we do for fun, here at Dog's plot.

Mad Monarch

                      Monarchs do not live on Milkweed alone.  This one lives along with a blissed out Bumble Bee on a stand of Joe Pye Weed, and the monarch seems to have gone mad, trying to drive the bee away, but without success.Joe Pye Weed has a wide reputation for a range of medicinal uses. Maybe the Monarch has a urinary infection.

Bee Friend

I don't KEEP bees, but I am using their honey in fermenting pear cider, so I am really sorry about that  rotted bee tree on the cliff near Green Pond that my brother and my cousin pushed over back there long ago. I am especially sympathetic to the native carpenter bees that I I so often encounter working on houses.  They like to drill holes in good wood, just far enough to lay their eggs in.  It isn't that they eat the wood and neither will their larva....it is just a one bee nest. It will safe nothing to kill them and while roofing, I have occasionally had one hang in the air a few feet away, watching.  And I don't object, though I have expressed to them my admiration for their hovering ability. I could also thank them for their work of polination along with the help of other native bees, now that the domestic honey bee populations are so sparse here.  A couple of weeks ago I noticed a cone of carpenter bee dust coming from behind a loosely attached sign on one one of the sheds, and pretty soon a carpenter bee noticed me.  She hung in the air a yard from my nose for a long moment, during which we did not speak, then I went on my way. 
   A few days later the bee you see here showed up when we were sitting out on the deck, and she seemed to know me.  'Also a day later. I haven't heard from her since but wherever she is, I am sure she is doing good work, hope she comes again ...or at least writes to us.

Dogs Plot Cider Crowing

The Elephant in the Bathroom

The Gigantic Truth


     It is pretty well known around Cayuga Lake that these characters fabricated a fossil giant to “discover” and rival the recently then “discovered” Cardiff giant, although their attempt was low scale and rather transparent if you look at this photo from the time: the body thing is no giant, but rather the size of  normal enough human, as if if an obligioning person had concented (as long as he could cover his genitals) to being cast in a mold for replication in lime cement to replicate th original … and no doubt now days but that is pretty much what happened, but the deeply ironic and unapprediated fact of the sham paleontology is that in the process of digging a hole in order to find at the bottom this sham pleistobeing, they revealed and themelves failed to notice what is as obvious in this picture as an elephant in the bathroom: THE FOSSIL HEAD OF A TRUE GIANT.  See under the shovel-guy’s arm, the eye looking at the hand over the thing’s thing?
  Anyway, the leason her is clear:  If we don’t learn from history, it may be because there is an Elephant in the Bathroom, in which case, we must be INSIDE the elephant inside the bathroom.  I’m out of here.



Setting Free the Chickens Two

The Dog's Plot frogs discuss whether it is a good idea to set the chickens free at all, as they have been known to eat young folks.

Dog's Plot Vintage One