One day last winter, when the dogs and I were walking around the edge of the water shed in the Piney Woods, I looked up and saw the trail cam! Right where Daughter C and the J-Man had left it. Took it down and brought it inside.

Earlier this spring, when I set up the personal weather station, I grew annoyed that it only saved four days’ worth of data, so I took the SD card out of the trail cam and put it in the PWS monitor.

Tuesday, when I discovered that there were no tomatoes in the tomato garden, I put batteries in the camera and lamented the fact that Fred’s probably did not have SD cards. I was correct– there are no SD cards in town and I was not going to go to Starkvegas to get an SD card. How was I going to transfer the images of the tomato thief from the trail cam to the computer? Well, it just so happens that the camera has a crappy old fashioned USB port. And by old fashioned, I mean USB 1 or there abouts– the sort of thing you’d throw away because nothing has USB 1 anymore.

Well. You might have thrown your USB 1 cables away but I certainly did not because in the past I reasoned there may come a time in the future when I would need a USB 1 cable. I reasoned correctly in the past and so now in the present (perfect) future I was able to go to the little tub in the Bunkhouse store room labeled “USB cords, etc.” and get a USB 1 cable.

In other news, the feed store’s selection of nasty stinky deer repellants is not what it once was. I had to settle for Liquid Fence. Yesterday there were no images on the camera– no deer came close enough to the fence– liquid or otherwise– to activate the camera. But as you can plainly see, such was not the case at 5:30am this morning. So I guess I’ll have to… think of what else I can do.

At least I know now what direction they’re coming from. That should help in the defense department.