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Related: About this forumThe Arboretum has really matured over the years.
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CaliforniaPeggy
(149,678 posts)I feel as though I've just gone on a little stroll through your Arboretum.
The plants are just beautiful!
Thanks for sharing.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)now it is the whole garden. It has filed in beautifully. So many shapes and textures, much more relaxed than a formal garden.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Excellent.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)And the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Now it looks like a sacrifice.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Oh, the obvious! How it mocks us.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)One nice thing about the VA, I get free glasses every year. My Cataracts and MD have not progressed, and there is no sign of MD in my right eye, the one I use for my viewfinder.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I like that about the VA too.
I like tests. Well, not all tests.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)As a spouse, but still...
What hat did you wear today?
alfredo
(60,075 posts)http://www.amazon.com/Didnt-Do-It-You-Betrayed/dp/0060780932
A whole chapter was about our base. Some of my friends were interviewed. They were quite a bit wilder than I.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I didn't get a uniform.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)find myself in the brig.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Just got back from the Vet. My doggies were well behaved. Does that make them more mature than I am?
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)had ulterior motives .
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)My dogs napped with me.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I'd also want several humans to choose from, a fish tank with goldfish, and plenty of catnip.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)My calico was around 18 and my gray tabby was maybe 15 when they died. The calico was the surrogate mother to the tabby; who was once a feral kitten.
I like both cats and dogs.
Sadly, I do weigh more than 9 pounds.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)You could try guinea pigs and hamsters.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)('bout time)
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Here's a fun trick. If you are in the room with chattering Budgies, you can quiet them by making the "giddyup" sound tk tk tk tk tk tk. It's a sound they make. Head nodding gets the attention of your budgie. Mimicing that movement with your finger is just as good.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I was having fun with it.
It's turtles, all the way down.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)We used to noodle for turtles. We were two kids and a gunny sack, supplying turtle meat to grannies all around the neighborhood. Turtle soup was ok, but it was too rich for my tastes.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Sounds like you had fun.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)I just remembered digging Sassafras root. There is no aroma as wonderful as when your hatchet strikes the root. I loved making tea with the roots, but too much of it will give you the "trots."
The Sassafras tree is easy to spot due to it having three different leaves. The government says it is a potential carcinogen, but they could be blowing smoke because the oil is used for MDA and MDMA, the love drug.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Fairly certain no one would trust me with a hatchet. I was city feral, I suppose. You know, come in when the street lights come on. Though we often played hide and seek in the dark.
Close to dusk we would stand outside and wait for the chimney swifts to come out. I would turn in circles as they flew all around me. It was thrilling to have them so close, enveloping me; their rapidly beating wings drowning out all other sound. Sometimes they flew close enough to brush against the skin.
I used to pick Poke Salad as a child. Had an Aunt (eight to be exact) who loved the stuff. Never would eat any myself, but I know how to pick it and prepare it safely. Well, as safe as any poison can be prepared for human consumption.
My mom grew up on a cotton farm. As a child I spent summers in the country with a few of my many, many (many) cousins.
Love drug, eh?
alfredo
(60,075 posts)We were on a migration route, so some evenings we'd watch them cover the sky horizon to horizon. We were near Fort Knox, so I got to see the dive bombers use our house as a practice target. Dad wasn't amused. I used to love watching them roll into the dive. I could see the pilot in the cockpit.
Dad was an auto upholsterer. Back when they were testing the Delta dart, they had dad make the harness for the pilot. They were stronger than the human body, so if there was a hard crash, the pilot's body would pass through the harness.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I would definitely be out watching the dive bombers.
My step-dad was big on old cars - Model T and the like. We'd spend some Sundays riding around in an old Ford. It was great.
My daddy rode motorcycles, both on and off the job. He crashed shortly before he got a promotion and stopped riding them altogether.
I like bats. Fascinating things. Did not know they played fetch, however.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)He started as a worker in the upholstery shop, making seats for model A Fords.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Until he retired. It was a bit of shock to see him in jeans and his hair touching his ears.
What are the chances of a car made your way making its way my way and then me riding in it as a child?
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Dad did the upholstery for Ed Hill's twin dragster. Mr Hill let me sit in it. Dad measured the bucket seat with his Hands, nothing else.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Wow. On the hand measuring. That's a natural gift.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)The contours of the bucket seat shell may not have lent itself to more standard measures. Mr Hill wanted a tuck and roll cover, so that complicated the fabrication. the tuck and roll holds the batting better than a flat sheet.
Yeah, he was a talent. When I was three years old I was the mascot for our grade school drum and bugle corp. Dad made the uniform, including the hat. He could embroider too. Only thing he didn't do was furniture.
Ed Hill's twin. It's hard to see, but he had four tires on the rear to handle the power of his machine.
Dad's sign
The Logghe Stamping streamliner was another dragster he upholstered.
He probably did a lot more racing cars, but he never mentioned them. Of the custom upholsterers, it was him in the east, and Tony Nancy in the west that were in demand. Still dad's real loves were classic cars and young women. He wasn't perfect.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)and compels you to touch. Always liked the feel of it.
My Aunt ran a diner, so I'm familiar with the term. Her booths were in that style. I also have a cousin who insisted her front seat be tuck and cover. She was real proud of that car. It was a Fairlane, I think. This was about 1968. The actual year, not the car year. I believe the car was a little older. That cousin is 28 years years older than I am. I'm the youngest of the youngest, with a large span of time in between. I already had second cousins when I entered the world. I was never a mascot, but I was a pet to the older cousins. A pest, too.
My dad enjoyed crime scenes (his job) and other women. My mom got pregnant with me during their separation. My parents never quiet got the hang of what separation means. Divorce either. His second wife didn't take too kindly to that. He held on to this third wife. My dad was a perfect mess.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)slide the batting in between the material. That was pretty neat.
Crime scenes were a dime a dozen in our nasty little town. The one that stands out was when the father of a friend went into a bank and shot the loan officer right above his right eye. I saw them bring the body out. What a mess. Turns out, the dead man was a friend of my sister.
Later that day, the police chief visited my friend's house and ordered him and his little brothers to leave town within 24 hours. They were officially homeless after that. My friend joined the army as part of an armored division. I lost contact with him.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Poor kids. They weren't to blame.
I spent my first thirteen years in Atlanta, and I mean downtown Atlanta, not one of those 'burbs that like to call itself Atlanta. My father was also a native and my mother from the country. I've seen some things growing up, but the adults would immediately remove us from the area least we witness anything too terribly bad.
I could the difference between calibers just by sound though, and if it was closeby or not. Still can.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)But then my mom moved us to the mountains. Talk about culture shock. People wanted to know what part of the "North" I was from because I talked so fast. Parts of my family came down the mountain many years before and I didn't see the sense in going back. I was a teen, leaving all my friends behind.
I cried like a baby, I will confess. I could take a city bus anywhere I wanted to go. Museums and theatres were just a short walk away. I was and remain a huge fan of puppetry arts. No such things were to be found in our new home. But I did find other things.
I learned to enjoy the surprises held along a wooded trail and the beauty of a forest. My feet adapted to dirt and fallen pine needles like they'd been born to it.
I learned to "buck" dance and flatfooting, and the difference between a hoedown and a hootenanny. I say that in earnest, because I also learned that it matters - it really matters knowing the difference.
I used to "cut a rug" with my mom and my aunt at the Diner but we did different dances. I learned to two-step and waltz next to the beer taps.
Oddly enough, I learned flatfooting and buck dancing in much the same way. Near the liquor.
Weary as you feel, you wouldn't change any of it would you?
alfredo
(60,075 posts)A friend needed some watch photos for CD artwork, so my day has been spent doing that. The winnowing down was the most time consuming part of it.
We didn't have hootenannys, but we did have barn dances/hoedowns.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I'd do lining out with my mom as precentor when I was very young. There was one song we did all the time because people asked for it. I won't be sharing the title, but I will note that her father was a Baptist preacher. I was ever so glad when I didn't have to sing anymore.
My family liked to gather and tell jokes, riddles and play other guessing games more so than sing. Very rowdy bunch.
I'd change a few things.
What kind of music on the CD?
alfredo
(60,075 posts)A friend did the cover art for Mountain's "Mystic Fire."
She's a geologist and artist living in Arizona.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)If you know what I mean.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
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Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)It slips and slides, always changing places with Game of Thrones.
Though Dune has been, and remains, a bit of a "bible" to me.
So I know who Giger is.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)I am reading "The Water Knife" by Paolo Bacigalupi. I read his first book "The Windup Girl."
I like Orhan Pamuk's books, and Salman Rushdie.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I do that, a lot. Buy books when I am already behind on my reading. The books patiently sit on the shelf, waiting for me to discover their wonders.
I am prone to moving new books down the list to read old favorites again. Now I'll have to add new books to the lonely corner, where they'll keep each other company - ever hopeful.
I'm all over the board when I read. There is absolutely no rhyme or reason to my book shelves. Well, maybe a preponderance of Southern authors, both old and new. And maybe, just maybe, a whole lot of books about the family dynamic and the individual against the backdrop of societal norms and mores - and hardships. Which is just a long winded way of saying I enjoy Faulkner and Williams - Alice Walker and Fannie Flagg - Dorothy Allison and ever so many more.
I also enjoy sci-fi and fantasy, but I do so like to mire myself in the heat of red clay and hot summers, where the dysfunction that comes from being human can turn a single day into a generational battle for the soul.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)It's delightful.
This is very good too.
http://www.amazon.com/Interpreter-Maladies-Jhumpa-Lahiri/dp/039592720X/ref=pd_sim_14_2?ie=UTF8&refRID=0QJ7EYSJJ08WFC7DJ7DE
I just ordered a book by Jhumpa Lahiri, "Unaccustomed Earth."
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Especially "Unaccustomed Earth", which I just read a review of from the NYTimes.
Ever read Gabriel Garcia Marquez?
alfredo
(60,075 posts)"Shalimar the Clown" by Salman Rushdie is really good.
I might as well add "The God of Small Things" by Arundhati Roy, just mention to my other favorite Indian author.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)The last 'new' book in the lonely corner I read was published in 1957 - the memoirs of the famous Courtesan, Harriet Wilson. The next book is on Mary Tudor. Perhaps I'll shake things up a bit.
I also read the graphic comic, "The Walking Dead". I'm a huge fan of Romero, and Kirkman's treatment of people in a world of Zombies is one I enjoy.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Like comfort food, only better.
I think it's time to add something new to the menu.
I do wear glasses.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)So, you win. So to speak.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)A fly ball was hit in my direction, but because of the three lenses, the ball was jumping all over the place. All I could do is get out of the way. I had to turn in my macho man card that day.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)Though I can imagine a little ding to the pride. As I get older, I get more and more dings.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)It has a bird in it.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)The whole of it has me wanting to be on the water.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)But I do thrive on chaos.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I love driving at night, when the world seems bigger and it feels like it all belongs to me.
Until the cop pulls me over for speeding.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Sometimes my destination ends up at a bistro, and the camera just hangs there.
BTW Depression Bill is right over my location. I'm staying in.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)And the beer. Or coffee.
Naps are always good when it rains. Old movies and hot chocolate are too.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Life is good.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I adore the dialogue.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)...and need up getting up.
Your way seems less painful.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I beeswax it twice a month and buff it weekly.
I also have a drop-leaf table made in Mexico in 1900. It was a gift from Cherokee friends from Mexico.
Not sure their worth, but they mean a lot to me.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)of selling them.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)See one here: http://coyotespaw.com/Detailed/133.html
I bought it while in Mekele Ethiopia.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)alfredo
(60,075 posts)It was a photographers paradise. When I got home, I found nothing of interest to photograph, so I put up my camera for over 2 decades. It wasn't the lack of subjects, it was PTSD. But, I did find people weren't as friendly as I experienced in Africa.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I wonder if reliance as a community is related to the friendliness of its inhabitants.
I'm glad you got your camera out again.
I'm familiar with PTSD.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)I'm glad I got back intohotography. I'm also glad I started going to the VA. They recognized the
PTSD and started treating it.
Solly Mack
(90,779 posts)I'm off to your Litha walk thread.
alfredo
(60,075 posts)I left for home right before the golden hour.