Roses are red and very lovelee,Blog 2 is lost and I'm tryin' for 3. Well. It's a deep hole, if you ever dig one, drop in. That is not a polite way to begin is it? However, as a kid we said it alot and thought we were very clever. Speaking of which. being clever, that is, this machine is confounding all the clever I ever had. I lost my second blog and have a premonition this one may also end up in laptop limbo, so literature lovers this could be your lucky day.
The reason I began bluntly with Well, is, I was surprised to have clicked and arrived here and that's what came out of my mouth. From my lips to the page as it were. So much for red roses and blue violets this time. But I wish to afirm that it is still sweet of all you Someone Elses out there to tune in to read anything that ends up on this spot. Let's hear it for you guys okay? I had rather planned to begin all these blogs with a floral tribute but...Hey... I still could with this curser thing... editing( I'm tempted to call it cursing since it's doing something with a curser but maybe but , and here's a good one, 'disgression is the better part of valor' "they" say and who am I to argue with "they?") (meanwhile, back at the ranch) editing means you don't need to do all your planning ahead, just like the title of that movie, ' Love means you don't have to say you're sorry.' But,thinking that through you'll run into some bumps, so I'm a thinkin'. Well... Here we are at the water hole again... They are such great places for gathering, water holes, that is. Oases in deserts, water coolers at the office, shall we gather at the river? Cheers, where everybody knows your na-a-ame. Every creature, four footed or bi-pedal (or are they two-wheelers?) and even those that slither need liquid refreshment and socializing don't they? Not only creatures of course but every living thing is dependent on the showers of blessing from above. Amen? Just did a re-read and how does a slithering creature drink anyway? That skinny snake tongue seems hardly capable of a decent lap-ing slurp. Okay, would Someone Else get back to me on that? Thanx :). Well, " it's been a quiet week here in Lake Woebegone." What a great bunch of stories Garrison Keilor wrote about that place. (I mentioned to cousin DaNelle Bakke a while back that my thoughts hop about like a grasshopper and she didn't unfriend me and you already figured that out so I'll continue.) FB posted it was his 70th birthday a couple weeks ago. Just a real spring chicken yet. You ever get out Montana way Mr. Keilor, our little city's chicken coop is down on main street between the civic center and the B&B grocery store. If you like pinnochle and puzzles (jig saw) and good home cookin' and care to visit with some old roosters and hens, feel free to come on in and set a spell...Well...that'll happen...but it's nuts what pops into my head just triggered by the word well. Our week was quiet here in Nashua. Lalon keeps an eye peeled out the south picture window and has determined that the fellow we call 'Alaska' across the hiway sw of us must be driving his dog to do his business out of town. (Don't tell the Chamber of Commerce, you know how they want you to do everything locally.) He loads it, the dog up and heads north in the direction of Bergies but is never gone long enough to have coffee let alone breakfast before he's back. In the summer he's been seen tossing stuff in a shovel into the vacant crappy house yard next door. (Bergies is our cafe and ice cream parlor up on the hiway.well not on it but near it you know?) Well... It's Holy Week here in Nashua and everywhere else in Christendom, for that matter, and Grace Lutheran is having Good Friday services @ 5, well that'd be today now since it's 1 in the morning already. Easter services will be @ the regular time of 9:30 on Sunday but the newspaper said 9 so Pastor Jeannie said since she forgot to make the correction she'd bring muffins and if folks did heed the paper's time she'd serve the usual after service lunch before instead. Today, or rather yesterday already, was Maundy Thursday so I looked up Maundy in Webster's College edition. (So did our niece Darcy and she posted it which I thought was good since I'm thinkin' she and I aren't the only ones that didn't know the definition.. Maundy means mandate and is what Jesus gave the disciples after washing their feet. A mandate or command to humble themselves and become servants even as he was unto them. Well, with that information in mind it would seem well/good to say good night and Shalom my friends, Shalom. Pray for the peace of Isreal/Jerusalem, they shall prosper who love her. Psalm 122:6 Have a Bless-ed Easter.
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