Our friend Chris The Deer Hunter has had a motion-sensitive infrared camera strapped to a tree up near the summit for about 3/4 of a year now. (He’s been out of town for a while.) I don’t mess with it– it’s his camera. But he’s back in town and folks are starting to think
We posed this. As we were driving up we asked Pat if we could get a photo of her out in front of Sansing’s and she said of course. Of course, that’s before she went in there. It’s an interesting place and I bet if you’d bet against this ever happening, you’d have thought
Sunday evening update: I’ve caught up with the more interesting photographs in the archives and so we may now return to the present in which I have a lot to do. (You thought this country livin’ was easy, didn’t you? Sippin’ liminade and spittin’ teebaccky.) ~~ I’ve hoarded a few photographs from the last weeks.
“Marica? Are you busy?” “ruff?” “No. Not at all, Missy. I’m just diddling. What’s on your mind?” “Well, Marica, it’s the end of the day. My Dear Friend and I have spent the better part of it searching for that woman but she’s nowhere to be found. We were curious where– to where she got
[If you are viewing this in a mobile version, switch now to the traditional web-view to see the colors.] Aren’t the colors wonderful? This was taken last evening at 19:00:31– seven o’clock, just after sundown. We really have to hand it to Edison, don’t we? What a freaking’ Genius he was. Light after dark. Ha. What
You just never know who’s going to show up in Jackson, Mississippi. I have it on good Authority that Morgan Freeman was over at The Children’s Hospital while we were on the other end of campus. It’s a small state. You just never know who’s going to show up in Jackson. Jackson, Mississippi.
There were Atheists! And Scientists! And a whole bunch of other people and we all got along just fine! That’s the way civilized folk behave. I can prove it. I have pictures.
Floors are funny things. You never notice them unless there’s something wrong with them, or they were exorbitantly expensive. Or beautiful. Ordinary floors only get noticed when they are filthy dirty. So to say that the floors look really nice means we take pride in our floors– we hope you don’t notice them. Except for
Dictionary dot com did not insert those bullet operators into its entry. I made them up myself. Blogging will be sporadic over the next several days. We are having a House Guest and there are talks and stuff and then we are having a reception. Here at the Farm. There won’t be as many people
You may have noticed that I have Bacon on my Brain. Miss M has noticed, too. In an effort to direct my attentions elsewhere, Miss M suggested a little play on words: Six Degrees of Separation from Kevin Francis Bacon. I cannot connect to Francis Bacon in six degrees on account of the fact that