Archive for the ‘Photography’ Category
Together. Again. One by agonizing one, we slip and slither into Kettering’s Starlite Diner for a sip and a bite and a piece of pie out of sight of the prying eyes. Hat brim pulled low to conceal flecks of sugar and flower and incipient madness. I’ll be damned! but it does seem the older we get the busier we become, some (Wilie, CB) externally, some (fle – me) internally and one (BOB) as busy as he has to be unless it is cat-connected. Willie is back from her place in the glacier. Surreptitiously. For a lunch, probably because she knows how wide a swath of warmth her shadow spreads on those days of communicating with the otherwise misunderstood.
Rumor is Willie is so short of time she’s being forced to take dirty underwear back to Vermont, says she might persuade John the Mighty to clean up her clothes while she continues to clean up for the life they will have and live and love and luxuriate in. ‘Course she hasn’t got lot more of her mom’s bushes to trim; most of them are in the city’s incinerator, gone to a far far better place.
They dragged Junior, Jr, and me out of the house, kicking and screaming today, demanding we take our turn on the baby hiking (nature) trail in the Sharon Woods in Sharonville, Ohio, ten miles kinda north of here. They also promised they’re introduce me to Robin of Locksley (They lied). The plant life was lush, colorful and lovely. Not exactly pristine nature with a paved trail cutting a 4 and a half foot swath thru it between and under highways and superways, still, fantasy was an easy and comfortable fit.
All in all, a special pleasure, thanks to my friends who kicked my butt out of my comfortable chair.
And with the benefit of hundreds and hundreds gifts of doggy-poo everyday everywhere, next year should be even better prepared to impress us armchair naturists, er naturalists.
I’m glad I went.
This is a test of a beginning of what I expect will be a gazillion photos and comments about genealogy, the lunchbunch, blues, photography and my written meanderings through what’s left of this misspent life. If it works, I think it’ll be easier than setting up my own URL, although I will continue to work on flebytes, as well. Enough nonsense, let’s see if this sucker publishes this BS.