Outside mi casa this morning. He/she has had this web strung up for over a week now, impeding my ability to trim the hedge. I don't want to destroy it as it's far too cool to look at every morning.*A friend just informed me that it's a crab spider.
Outside mi casa this morning. He/she has had this web strung up for over a week now, impeding my ability to trim the hedge. I don't want to destroy it as it's far too cool to look at every morning.
Founded in 1913 as the Museum of History, Science and Art, the art wing moved to Wilshire Blvd in the early 1960s. Overall it's similar in vein (if much smaller than) Chicago's Field Museum.
Yep, it was that large.
...Celeste got to try her hand at assembling some T-Rex bones. Or bone replicas.
Finally she was able to put it all together. Turned out pretty good if you ask me. But I'm biased.
My grrrl is one who can't walk past a museum exhibit without taking in absolutely everything.
That brain of hers is like a sponge.
And most like the Field, the museum dedicates a fair amount of space to dioramas of dead critters, placed in natural-ish settings.
A very impressive exhibit talking about 65 million years of evolution. And they had another Juno.
After that we checked out a bug zoo. Here's the grrl examining some beetles.
A few more wings were examined before making the drive back home. Another good day.