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May. 8th, 2004 10:40 pmToday we went to the zoo in Tyler. I fed ducks, and saw a pelican who appeared to have something horribly wrong with his beak, and got some nice shots of TATANKA and also a kestrel and some iffy shots of a barn wol. Also, they have many many macaws of various species, in pairs, loose on trees behind a wooden fence. Nothing keeping them there but their own likes and clipped feathers on one wing. One of the blue and gold macaws decided he wanted an adventure, so he got down from his tree-perch, walked across the ground, climbed the fence and started walking along the top rail of the fence. Some kids started poking at him and he bit them. I spent a few minutes telling people I have experience with macaws, don't go near him, that beak could crack a coconut, and the reason he's holding his wings and head like that is because you're SCARING him and he's trying to look intimidating - not that anyone listened - and then a zookeeper came over with a ten-foot pole and made the bird step up on it so he could transfer him back to his tree.
Oh, and they had a toucan! Toucans HOP! It was SO AWESOME! I totally did not know that toucans hop! Boingy boingy boing around his cage!
On the way home we stopped in Gladewater and went in a new antiques store which is inside the best house EVER. It's one of the little 1930s brick bungalows, which are a common style around here: arched doorways, brick everything, and a wraparound porch (also fully brick) that looks like it's the outside of the house but it isn't, it's a porch. Only the front two rooms were open to the public but I love that house and I want to live in one just like it. When you step up to the front door, there is a little niche off to each side for a planter or a statue. Then you go inside and you're in a big rectangular room with a recessed ceiling and an arched entryway into what I guess would have been the dining room. I forget how the doors were set up but the porch was only accessible once you'd entered the house proper; I guess it wasn't so much a porch as a sunroom, but it wrapped around like a porch, had plenty of windows, and the room INSIDE the house had windows that looked into the porch/sunroom. It was a lot bigger than it looked from outside. I covet.
I'm rather tired, and shall cease writing now. I hope everyone's having a good weekend.
Oh, and they had a toucan! Toucans HOP! It was SO AWESOME! I totally did not know that toucans hop! Boingy boingy boing around his cage!
On the way home we stopped in Gladewater and went in a new antiques store which is inside the best house EVER. It's one of the little 1930s brick bungalows, which are a common style around here: arched doorways, brick everything, and a wraparound porch (also fully brick) that looks like it's the outside of the house but it isn't, it's a porch. Only the front two rooms were open to the public but I love that house and I want to live in one just like it. When you step up to the front door, there is a little niche off to each side for a planter or a statue. Then you go inside and you're in a big rectangular room with a recessed ceiling and an arched entryway into what I guess would have been the dining room. I forget how the doors were set up but the porch was only accessible once you'd entered the house proper; I guess it wasn't so much a porch as a sunroom, but it wrapped around like a porch, had plenty of windows, and the room INSIDE the house had windows that looked into the porch/sunroom. It was a lot bigger than it looked from outside. I covet.
I'm rather tired, and shall cease writing now. I hope everyone's having a good weekend.
