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Apr. 1st, 2009 @ 07:26 am We Can Dance!
If you watch the farm in this vid seems to be the same one in Babe...

Look at the fence gate real close.

Of course I'm often wrong LOL, so please don't remind me of the Mysterious Plane.

For the record I wear Many hats and never wear tights.

Or Capes.
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Date:April 2nd, 2009 05:20 am (UTC)

never wear tights

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I'm usually wrong.. but I'd be willing to bet you've got a pair of red shoes stashed away somewhere...
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Date:April 4th, 2009 07:15 pm (UTC)

Let's Dance!

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to the song thier playing on the radio...

The serious moonlight.

I'll be MIA for a time more the wife's in the hospitol.

Bowie rocks, instant Fave.

Peace and Calm
Date:April 4th, 2009 11:26 pm (UTC)

I discovered your blog recently.

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while hunting for rainy day inspiration.. and instructions for using concrete creatively in my so-called garden. Gosh that seems like a long time ago. I've read almost your whole blog now, and looked at flickr too. Amazing stuff.

Odd coincidence.. lately I've been missing a dear lady with RA.

Actually, seems like you've piled countless weird coincidences on the heap. Music.. symptoms.. photo subjects.. quite familiar.. a steady electronic stream of good goosebump material. My growing concern is that if I read much more, my elevated left eyebrow could become permanently lodged up thar. Or that I might crack another rib laughin'. One evening I got a long family-news phonecall. My "highly verbal" niece is nicknamed Allie-gator. Hung up phone (whew).. turned on computer.. and there you stood holding said beast, muzzled, as I recall, with duct tape. :)

That's where our similarities end. I'm not very inventive or productive. My first and last major construction project was the big hole I dug in my back yard when I was maybe 5. It had stairs, shelves, and seating carved into the clay walls and it was a wonderful place to Be.. at least until it rained. I spent the rest of my childhood perched in a tree.
The digging impulse translated into rock hounding as an adult. I enjoyed your photos of pebbles. I've spent a fair amount of time looking for emeralds in North Carolina. 'Round here emeralds occur in pockets of clay, but up in our mountains the ancient, sandy, dry riverbeds hold weather/tumble resistant garnets and sapphires and rubies.. so do keep your eyes open!

For the last ten years or so I've had a persistent hankering to dig another hole.. been imagining that a hidey-hole beneath a greenhouse might be visible to google's eyes, but not particularly attention grabbing. A perfect excuse for moving lots of dirt and water too. Mr. Senseless, you're inspiring me to change the status of that notion from dream to goal. Thank you!

A few days ago I sent a comment and tried to keep it short like everybody else's. Wanted to sound cheerful. It may have come across as flip. Sorry if I offended. I'm truly grateful for all the time and effort you've put into sharing your projects, adventures, and your thoughts. I hope you and your Mrs. are OK. Hope to see you back online soon. I send this with a prayer... S
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Date:April 7th, 2009 04:55 pm (UTC)

Pleased to meet you

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My life's always been a stream of coincidence....

Wife came through surgery with flying colors.
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Date:April 7th, 2009 05:04 pm (UTC)


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I've dug a lot of holes LOL.

Glad to meet another digger.

my names mike
Date:April 4th, 2009 11:29 pm (UTC)


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your sense of timing is impressive. Here's another prayer...
best regards, S
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Date:April 7th, 2009 05:00 pm (UTC)


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She is doing well amd I can bring her home Thursday and both stepdaughters are here and this weekend the stepson.

One of the caregivers and her husband has moved in and has been taking care of feeding the dogs and stuff and will stay two or three months just in case I'd need help in the middle of the night and truthfully it calms me just knowing that so I'll sleep better.