Don't be ashamed by "the stuff of USA exports", business is business !" It's wonderful to dream while looking for clouds . I guess Martin H alludes to a book of Arnold lobel I read to my children
"Transmogrified" ? I learned a new word today! I love contrails, and have written about them on both my blogs.
You know, (wink wink) "they" are spraying us with chemicals!! That's what contrails are all about! You know that! (wink wink) Art Bell, alive and well! LOL!
I've never seen a con trail do that way -- we studied on it as long as it was in the sky and decided that due to the sun's low angle in the sky, the lower part was in shadow thereby looking dark.
Rick-- I grew fond of the word 'transmogrified' after reading the cartoon series Calvin and Hobbes. Calvin had a transmogrifier that turned everyday stuff into all sorts of interesting things.
Reminds me of the Peanuts cartoon with Charley Brown and several others looking at clouds. Each describes something spectacular they see in the clouds, castles and knights, unicorns, dragons. When Charley's turn comes, he says, "I was going to say duckys and horses, but never mind."
Oh that's a keeper and so is the fact that Rick listened to Art Bell... I confess to leaving my radio on a few times..and did hear that too what a fun post today
The last comment I wrote on your blog was Aug 1st, on Threshing, and you have written 30 more since then, that is about one a day, so productive you are. I feel inadequate writing one post a week or less. I read all of yours. I enjoyed the Sepia Saturday with the family story. I read your Sunday story about the preacher eating all the chicken and thought how different some food can be in different countries. Here at my daughter’s there is an “au-pair” young French woman and she was telling me that she had never eaten okra in France, nor turnip greens, and never had corn bread (they went to a local barbecue place in Nashville and ate some Southern food.) I looked at your picture of Brown Turkey figs. I thought mine were of the same variety, but they stay green on the outside and honey colour inside, so I don’t know what type they are. I am reading your book “Old Wounds” from another copy I purchased. I am at the part when Elizabeth’s house is ransacked. I really want to go back and read some more but I feel guilty as everyone here is hard at work emptying all the moving boxes, so I have been reading in the evening in bed. I’ll read your second book after I finish this one, but so far I really like this one. It is the kind you don’t want to put down.
Vagabonde -- I post every day but the content is quite mixed-- sometimes very slight -- like today. You, on the other hand, put a great deal of time and thought into your wonderful interesting and informative posts. It's like comparing apples and oranges.
Re Southern food -- my son had a friend from France visiting and fixed her shrimp and grits -- one of our favorites. She found it quite odd.
Glad to hear you're enjoying OLD WOUNDS. My editor insisted that Elizabeth needed some more stress in her life.
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Great sky watch photo's
As long as they don't beam you up there lass.
Cheers,
Joanny
Wonderfully strange clouds, I love them.
A story in the sky. Aren't clouds amazing.
One of my favourite things to, ever since I was a small boy, looking for pictures in the clouds. Magical.
Looks exactly like a saucer doesn't it! Amazing things, clouds!
Blessings, Star
Looks exactly like a saucer doesn't it! Amazing things, clouds!
Blessings, Star
ha. nice pics...you know htere is a fantastical fiction piece there...smiles.
Don't be ashamed by "the stuff of USA exports", business is business !"
It's wonderful to dream while looking for clouds .
I guess Martin H alludes to a book of Arnold lobel I read to my children
Sept histoires de souris, Mouse Tales
Nothing like watching cloud pictures, on a summer day.
Eeks!! A gamma ray!!
Beam me up, Scotty!
Elora
I knew it, they do exist!!! Who doesn't enjoy looking at the sky? Entertainment for all ages.
"Transmogrified" ? I learned a new word today! I love contrails, and have written about them on both my blogs.
You know, (wink wink) "they" are spraying us with chemicals!! That's what contrails are all about! You know that! (wink wink) Art Bell, alive and well! LOL!
Rick
I've never seen a con trail do that way -- we studied on it as long as it was in the sky and decided that due to the sun's low angle in the sky, the lower part was in shadow thereby looking dark.
Or it was a death ray.
Rick-- I grew fond of the word 'transmogrified' after reading the cartoon series Calvin and Hobbes. Calvin had a transmogrifier that turned everyday stuff into all sorts of interesting things.
Reminds me of the Peanuts cartoon with Charley Brown and several others looking at clouds. Each describes something spectacular they see in the clouds, castles and knights, unicorns, dragons. When Charley's turn comes, he says, "I was going to say duckys and horses, but never mind."
Lynne in GA
Oh that's a keeper
and so is the fact that Rick listened to Art Bell...
I confess to leaving my radio on a few times..and did hear that too
what a fun post today
Stairway to heaven is my guess.
The last comment I wrote on your blog was Aug 1st, on Threshing, and you have written 30 more since then, that is about one a day, so productive you are. I feel inadequate writing one post a week or less. I read all of yours. I enjoyed the Sepia Saturday with the family story. I read your Sunday story about the preacher eating all the chicken and thought how different some food can be in different countries. Here at my daughter’s there is an “au-pair” young French woman and she was telling me that she had never eaten okra in France, nor turnip greens, and never had corn bread (they went to a local barbecue place in Nashville and ate some Southern food.) I looked at your picture of Brown Turkey figs. I thought mine were of the same variety, but they stay green on the outside and honey colour inside, so I don’t know what type they are. I am reading your book “Old Wounds” from another copy I purchased. I am at the part when Elizabeth’s house is ransacked. I really want to go back and read some more but I feel guilty as everyone here is hard at work emptying all the moving boxes, so I have been reading in the evening in bed. I’ll read your second book after I finish this one, but so far I really like this one. It is the kind you don’t want to put down.
(Grin) I remember that one, Lynne!
Suz -- So I'm going to have to google Art Bell...
Jennyfreckles -- Why didn't I think of that!
Vagabonde -- I post every day but the content is quite mixed-- sometimes very slight -- like today. You, on the other hand, put a great deal of time and thought into your wonderful interesting and informative posts. It's like comparing apples and oranges.
Re Southern food -- my son had a friend from France visiting and fixed her shrimp and grits -- one of our favorites. She found it quite odd.
Glad to hear you're enjoying OLD WOUNDS. My editor insisted that Elizabeth needed some more stress in her life.
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