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Rainy Days and Vacations Always Get Me Down.
Rain is our friend, right? Along with sunshine and good soil rain helps our gardens grow. But this forecast is bringing me down, man.
I’m especially bummed about the forecast for the Tampa area. Studly Doright and I have booked a beachfront suite at a resort in Clearwater, FL, for next week in celebration of our 40th anniversary. Their ten day forecast is as depressing as ours.
Hopefully this whole mess will clear out by next Thursday. If not, Studly and I have to figure out how to have fun in a hotel room for five days. I should probably bring a deck of cards. And wine. Lots of wine.
Maybe Karen Carpenter can sing me out of my funk:
http://youtu.be/PjFoQxjgbrs
Peace, people!
Spaghetti, Spaghotti
The face I make when I prepare spaghetti for dinner and Studly Doright says that’s what he had for lunch.
Peace, people!
Snapshot #5
On a walk in my neighborhood I spotted a small bush with some intriguing butterflies visiting. Isn’t he handsome? I call this one “Date with a Stranger.”
Peace, people!
Can you imagine if you could not read?
Worth sharing!
Obviously you all can read. But Sally Cronin writes a enlightened story about those who can’t. This is not my normal post but being a reader…If I can help 1 person by giving the gift of reading it is a good day. Thanks y’all. See you tomorrow Thanks Pamela
When I was handed over at the tender age of four years old to Mrs Miller, the infant class teacher, I could already read to a basic level. With two older sisters, I was lucky enough to know my letters, and had already enjoyed a number of fairy tales and other illustrated children’s books. In […]
A Badling of Ducks?
Last week I posted a poem about a flock of ducks in response to my sister-in-law, Lyn, referring to them as a herd. (Complete post below)
As it turns out there are a great many names for a group of ducks. Thanks to my friend Derrick whose wonderful blog can be found at https://derrickjknight.com I’ve discovered several new duck designations. Derrick pointed out
And his comment led me to google:
I especially like “badelynge” so I’ve changed my poem:
“A Herd of Ducks”
Strutting for all the world to see, a herd of ducks came calling.
Ate our muffins, blueberry and bran, their manners so appalling.
Nary a thanks in quacked accent as these feathered friends departed
Don’t they ken we’re a badelynge? Drake did ask, waddling as he farted.
Here’s the original post:
My sister-in-law, Lyn, and her husband, Mike, are staying the weekend at Baron’s Creekside near Fredricksburg, Texas. Their accommodation is a quaintly furnished cabin on a quiet lake.
This morning, Lyn posted,
And these photos:
My contribution follows:
“A Herd of Ducks”
Strutting for all the world to see, a herd of ducks came calling.
Ate our muffins, blueberry and bran, their manners so appalling.
Nary a thanks in quacked accent as these feathered friends departedDon’t they ken we’re a flock? The drake did ask, waddling as he farted.
An improbable link about surgery in Guatemala
Great piece from notesfromtheuk.com. If the blue link doesn’t appear in my post, make sure you go directly to her original post. Heck, do that anyway. Ellen is brilliant.
I don’t do reblogs here, and I’m sparing even about linking to other blogs. I normally limit my links to posts that are tightly related to my topic. Which is–oh, hell, what is my topic?
Never mind. We don’t have to know that just now. What matters is that I have several reasons to link to this one at Zipfslaw:
- The post introduces an organization called Surgicorps, which provides surgery–in this case in Guatemala–to people who wouldn’t have a hope in hell of being treated in any other way. And in case anyone’s interested, no I don’t believe medical treatment should depend on goodwill, volunteers, and charitable donations, but in many parts of the world (including, mentioning no names, if you’re poor enough in one of the richest countries) it does just now.
- The post gives us all a chance to donate money to keep the group going. If you’re interested, follow the link above and look for the link in the post.
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At a Loss for Words
I turned to Studly Doright a few minutes ago and said, “I’ve got nothing. No blog ideas. No inspiration.”
He grunted. So here’s a post about grunts.
“Grunting Muse”
Honey can you help me?
Ungh?
I need an idea now.
Mmmph.
Anything on your mind?
Hunh?
Something with some zow?
Ergh!
You’ve been so very helpful!
Whuh?
With all your clever sounds.
Hmmm!
My muse you’ve been, as usual.
Shhsh!
Your wisdom knows no bounds.
Harrumph
Peace, people!
Snapshot #4
This masterpiece is called “Two in the Bush.”
Doobie Brothers
From my past. I’ve been listening lately to Channel 18 on SIRIUS/XM radio. This song keeps popping up, and I found it appropriate for today’s political climate. Good message here. Enjoy!
Praying for Eyebrowz 