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Perfect day.... in These titles mean nothing.
Note - I saved this as a draft and then came back and edited and added pictures, etc. Then I saved it again as a draft. By now it's a little stale but it's public Have been to Lacrosse. Had ...
Question of the day - two in These titles mean nothing.
Thank you for the response to the hair cut question. You guys are a lot of fun. On to something a little more serious. (and maybe impossible to answer) There are 40 trains of crude oil going ...
Question of the day..... in These titles mean nothing.
... who cuts your hair?
Hi again.... in These titles mean nothing.
It's Saturday and I finally made my trip to town. Thursday didn't work out for going to town. Although it should have because now the Buick is full of cans and the can place was not open this m...
There were free fireworks.... in These titles mean nothing.
... at the game last night. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZCOgnM6sMc&feature=youtu.be They came with southern country music. We were in the high bleachers behind THIRD base and there wa...
Hi... in These titles mean nothing.
This week has a whole bunch of Saturdays, including today which was unexpected. At noon yesterday they announced we had enough work done that we could have today off. Of course if we want to be...
Survey - with transitions/brick buildings in These titles mean nothing.
THE BEGINNING Where were you born? Many of you know, Iowa. Do you still live there? - I do. I'm writing this on my mother's kitchen table. Where would you want to live, ideally? - - A y...
Sunrise, sunset... in These titles mean nothing.
The day began with color in the sky. I saw a stripe of green out the kitchen window but when I got outside it was no longer there - or maybe the camera was incapable of capturing it. Here's...
Words later... in These titles mean nothing.
My new obsession... in These titles mean nothing.
........ is homemade iced lattes. Leftover coffee, ice and a generous splash of milk. I like to have the coffee at room temperature but sometimes I use hot coffee and more ice. Sometimes I put...
Taste... in These titles mean nothing.
Taste is nothing but the enlarged capacity for receiving pleasure from works of the imagination. A man named William Hazlett said that.
The skid loader and the t-shirt - edit - in These titles mean nothing.
I'm wearing my Melissa Etheridge t-shirt. I found it the other day at the bottom of the s-shirt barrel. I was wearing it in the famous Super C picture and I intended to have Jim take a picture...
Bridge over untroubled water... in These titles mean nothing.
The Mississippi is a grand river. The Mississippi is running very full right now but it's pretty much still within its banks. This is a grand bridge too. It was built by private subscripti...
I found this on the back page of an old notebook. It was titled 100 Goals and dated 7-16-91. I got as far as 14. weigh less than 140 lbs. (ha ha ha I suppose I weight somewhere around 180 rig...
Here and now... in These titles mean nothing.
My quote here is -= Perfect is the enemy of good. I don't know who said it.... Well now I do sort of. It was Voltaire. Here's what wiki says. Sometimes I love what wiki says. And this is...
Movie - in These titles mean nothing.
No time but look at this: http://www.wheretheyellowstonegoes.com/about/
Fenway Park in These titles mean nothing.
Younger son sent these pics via email last night. He's on a company perk trip to the fabled home of Ted Williams and Dom DiMaggio. Nothing like a lucky and hard won college education (and twe...
The parking lot.... in These titles mean nothing.
It's warm and humid and there are a lot of bugs. Summer. Early morning bird song. Everything is green and growing. We've had some needed rain. And the bad storms have avoided us. I feel...
Not Hemingway.... expanded a bit in These titles mean nothing.
He had one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced, or seemed to face, the whole external world for an inst...
Why I love Hemingway... in These titles mean nothing.
... when I do. Here's an example: *We rode downhill, uphill and around hill. By this time there was only Gigi, my youngest boy, who rides a horse as though his mother had dropped him into the...
Today is.... in These titles mean nothing.
I had planned to write here last night - something like On the Eve of my 68th Birthday - but I didn't. Why I feel the need or desire for that matter to write about my birthday this year is a m...
More green stuff.... in These titles mean nothing.
The ITC. And corn. And Gracie in the corn. And just for the heck of it, an old red tractor. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thought crossed my mind today. Maybe not wa...
Just a begonia.... in These titles mean nothing.
... a new one though. Its name is Million Kisses Elegance. Pink sunrise. Bird song. Morning. Gracie on the step leading down from the deck. Good day, everyone.
Extra time. in These titles mean nothing.
It's Monday morning and somehow I seem to have a little extra time. Now if I only had something to say. I'm taking the Ice Cream Truck - the mint colored ex-Forest Service Chevy 3/4 ton pick...
Hosta la vista... in These titles mean nothing.
The machine shed hostas are at a good stage right now. Corn in rows behind them. I bought a new hosta this year - it's in the lower left corner of the pic below. It's a hosta of the year...
