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Freshly Shod…

26 Saturday Jun 2021

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Recently, while sorting through the debris of my life, I came across this book, a reminder of my younger days.

So started a post never completed from July, 2014.  Lord, seven years ago, and I am trying desperately to remember who I was and why I was.

Seven years ago, my oldest had just finished his freshman year at college, living away from home, in a big house with a group of guys, enjoying the summer of knowing that he made it, at least through one year, and that he was on his own.

At the time, the house on Henry, though it never looked this good…

Seven years ago, my youngest was getting ready to ship off to his first year of boarding school.  He was getting an early start, in order to practice with the varsity soccer team.

At the time, gazing into his future…

Seven years ago, I think the chapter in question was this

If I took any of this seriously, forgive me…

Seven years ago, I think the Freshly Shod refers to these

Good ol’ LL…

Seven years ago, I found my inspiration to buy these from this

As I stated earlier, if I took any of this seriously, forgive me…

Rain, Rain

12 Wednesday Dec 2012

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Theoretically today is a big deal day, all 12 – 12 – 12, and what not.  Here at Totem Hall, the rains came and came.  It is that particularly cold late fall day that only the South can produce, damp and grey.  It also reminds me that I need to send in my L.L. Bean duck boots for repair.

Dry view from the south Georgia room...

dry view from the south georgia room…

My memorable project for the big 12 – 12 – 12 is to construct a weather station so that I can know exactly just how cold and damp, or, come summer, just how hot and dry, I really am.  Well, that and I need to write a dozen or so thank you notes before the day is out for a birthday not too past.

Winter flowers in all their glory, both faded and prime...

winter flowers in all their glory, both faded and prime…

Given the outside gloom, I thought I might add a picture of a flower or two, all fall/winter blooms.  A gentle reminder that, yes, down south we do get colors during the shortest of months.