Archive for July, 2012
A great “acceptance speech” for the VBA…
Originally posted on A Frame Around Infinity:
Today we have the integrated blog stats that WordPress so thoughtfully provides us all, informing me at a glance how many clicks I’ve received per day and what the clickers were clicking on and where the clickers came from, both geographically and via the internet.
We have “Likes”, which on all but the most popular blogs have replaced the standard comments of yesteryear. There were no such thing as Likes in 2006. If you liked something someone wrote, you would tell them by leaving a comment and let them know what exactly you liked about it.
(Not that I’m at all complaining: the world is a much busier place than it was in 2006, and comments take time to compose while Likes are quick and dirty. I’m grateful to know at…
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Long distance relationship, unemployment and poetry — what do these have in common?
I don’t garden, but my son grows raspberries in containers in our yard — all over our yard!
Originally posted on Living Lightly:
It’s beginning to look a lot like summer and the living is not quite as easy as you might think! Despite our lack of rain, the garden is still doing its thing. We’re watering about twice a week and hoping for the best. Here’s a glimpse for today, July 7.Who’s that lurking in the garden behind the tomato stakes?It’s the man responsible for all this! He’s picking beans.Tomatoes getting ready to explode!It’s very odd that we’re getting peas now in this hot weather. They just started producing in the past two weeks. We’re eating them every night. I’ve frozen a few bags (nothing like last year), and I hope to put up a little bit more before they say, “Wait, a second. . .we’re not supposed to like the dry, hot weather.”I thought this was a banana pepper plant, but it’s…
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Wise words; both funny and heartfelt… do take a moment to read a letter from a father to his son… you won’t regret it.
Originally posted on Tongue of the Wind:
Wazzup son, you are priviledged to have me as your father, becuase I am a great man. You are priviledged to have *** as your mother, because she is the greatest woman the world has ever seen and will ever see. She is very beautiful, intelligent and wonderful in all dimensions, known and unknown. But we are priviledged to have you as a son, because you are the world’s greatest; you are greatness. This letter contains some of the perceptions I have gathered as I walked on the surface of this earth, and had wonderful discourses with the seen and unseen; known and unknow; safe and unsafe; speakable and unspeakable; holy and profane; and many other oxymoronic existences. Son, whether I will be around or not when you are reading this letter, treat it as if I were not around for you to ask me any questions. Thus any…
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