I hope all is well and that those of you in Texas and the other states affected by the horrific weather have all come through it with no harm done.
I’ve never really been able to step away from the blog before, I love blogging, but a little time off was just what I needed…new sights, new sounds, new ideas and new things to share with all of you.
I believe I said that I was going to put the camera down for awhile…well THAT didn’t happen. Ran around like a loon sometimes, chasing sea life as it swam down the beach. Tried to snap lightning as long as I didn’t hear thunder…( if you can hear it, the lightning can come from a LONGGG way off and zap you.)
What else did I do? I spent a lot of time trying to resist the urge to eat chocolate. I did pretty well resisting the urge …but then I discovered a place that has amazing key lime cheesecake. THE GROCERY STORE!!!!
It’s been a long time since I last saw the horses. I went over to the farm to deliver some “Being Bob” books to Melvin,Bob’s owner and look who wandered in from the fields. The other horses arrived at the barn well ahead of Bob…but he finally got there. I think he’s mad at me…he wouldn’t come over to say hello, so I kept my distance. I wish I’d had a better camera with me, but I’m just glad to have these images. I’ve missed Bob!
Makes me want to pile up the straw and take a little nap or get a spinning wheel and turn that straw into spun gold…wasn’t that a fairy tale?
Wasn’t there a hobbit in that fairy tale who had so many children it didn’t know what to do? I think the hobbit went over to the neighbors and tried out all of the beds and stuff in the house and it was either too big or too small. After the hobbit broke a chair or two trying them out, the ornery little hobbit went across the street and huffed and puffed and blew some poor little rabbits house down.
The story gets worse! He was nimble, he was quick but he couldn’t jump over a candlestick so his pants caught on fire and he chased a cow around Chicago while he was on fire and burned down most of the city! His reign of terror continued when he pushed Auntie Em into the pig pen and told Toto to run put on some ruby slippers and kick the good witch in the pants.
This is all too awful!! The next thing that happens is that he fell down a rabbit hole, dug by the rabbit whose house he burnt down. While he was down in the hole he started wearing a red cape and grew great big teeth and ears and ran around yelling, “who’s afraid of me?” and “Tell your Grandma I’m coming over and she’d better have cookies and milk and a poison apple on the table or I’ll make her run up the hill and fetch a pail of water.” Well nobody was willing to make their Grandma run up a hill so he got so mad that he wasn’t watching where he was going and he fell UP the hole and met a cute, round, bear with honey all over himself…and two kids who were eating a gingerbread house.
The hobbit was just walking by when a little piglet, who was a friend of the honey covered bear, snatched him up and tied him to a cow that jumped over the moon with him on it’s back. I think at the end of the fairy tale the hobbit is tired and hungry and walking through Atlanta looking for Elvis. He meets up with this nasty woman wearing a dress made out of curtains. She’s nagging at this really good looking guy and the guy looks really bored, but he’s still handsome and my Grandma really thought he was the cat’s pajamas…anyway…the nasty, but beautiful woman takes a break from admiring herself in a mirror that keeps telling her how beautiful she is and she notices the hobbit.
“What the blankety blank are you lookin’ at?” she says…the hobbit says…this knight, Sir Laugh-a-lot told me to tell you that he still has a crush on you and if you don’t take him back he’s going to find a princess who sleeps a lot, sometimes YEARS and give her a big old kiss..and he wants to know, ‘how would you like that?”
The nasty woman eats some magic beans, sat on a wall, falls off and breaks into a million pieces..all the king’s horses and all the kings men are trying to put her back together and yet while all of this is going on, she still manages to yell..
“Frankly hobbit…I don’t give a damn.”
I think this is the way the fairy tale goes…at least that’s the way my mother told it to me.