The barnyard version
Foxy's nail was not alone out there. I've commented before how spring mud means new nails surfacing to be picked up. This year seems to be particularly bad. If I didn't know better I'd swear some evil person was throwing handfuls of the suckers over the fence!
There.
Today's haul:
I never liked Where's Waldo. But I'm not too bad at "find the nail." I'm sure getting lots of practice. I think I need to get myself a big magnet.