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Zoo Day


The extremely hot temperatures were finally squelched by a series of thunderstorms that rolled through on Tuesday. Yesterday, the temperature of temperaments in this household was rapidly rising, so I herded the children into the van and headed to the zoo. Though some people may have taken longer to cool down than others, it was the perfect prescription for general moodiness. How can you not feel better seeing all the amazing animals?

Although my great idea was copied my many others, it did not feel too crowded. I was able to get some nice photographs. At one point, half of my people did not wait for me and my camera, and it took quite some time to find them. I was only slightly freaking out. They were not freaked out at all. They were on the carousel.

I have to get books ordered for school, but the weather is only going to be this lovely for a couple of days before the heat settles upon us again, as it is July in South Carolina. I feel the need to absorb every moment of lovely weather possible. What is a person to do?

Gratuitous hummingbird photo from the backyard because I love them so much!


Peter spotted the sea lions

The gorillas were in front of the glassed in viewing area. The reflections of other zoo goers made photographing difficult.

We finally saw this guy who looks much like a housecat. My new lens definitely allows for better low light photos.



Jack and Therese went on the sky-high safari, a ropes course. It is right next to the giraffes, which is why I have so many giraffe photos.



The baby goats are adorable, but best not to bend down to photograph them. My shirt got munched on many times!


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