It was, and still is, a beautiful morning here at the Swamp. There was a mist that burned off quite fast as soon as the sun got up high enough to hit it. This first picture is what is left of the mist. It was taken from my back porch looking down toward my son's place and the chicken coops. I thought it looked quite nice but a little spooky:
I also noticed a beautiful spider web in the corner of the rear door of my screened in porch. The morning sun was hitting it just right, so I had to get a picture of that spider's handiwork. I wonder if she knit it or crocheted it?
Back quite a few years ago, when I was manager of engineering at a local forging plant, a young fellow from the Pittsburgh plant came down to observe and learn and supposedly to take back suggestion for improvement. One day I was eating a few peanuts and he asked where I got them because he wanted to get some to eat, too. I told him that I raised them on my place.
That really peaked his interest and he asked me if I had a peanut tree and wondered if he could go to my place and see it, since he had never seen a peanut tree. After I and few others in the office got through laughing, I explained to him that they grow under ground. I also told him that they were legumes and were in the same family as peas.
Reading Hermit Jim's blog posting (http://hermitjim.blogspot.com), gave me the inspiration to write about growing peanuts. I think when we were young, we all had peanut butter and jam (or whatever you put on the sandwich to go with the peanut butter). I ate peanut butter and sweet pickle sandwiches. That was my favorite.
Now, after finding out how bad peanuts are for us, I eat almond butter and cashew butter instead. They are really yummy. And yes, they are more expensive, too, so have cut way back on eating them. Thanks Mr. Hermit for giving me a subject for my blog tonight. Now, have a P&J sandwich and have a great evening, you hear?
Boy oh boy has it been raining. I need to put water wings on the dogs when they go out. Oh yes, does any of you have Noah's telephone number? I need to put it on speed dial. I may have to order an ark. I didn't do anything nor did I go any where today and it was a good day for not doing those things.
Maybe I need to pay the electric bill so the sun will be turned back on tomorrow, What do you think? I really don't have anything to say tonight so will just bid you ado. Now, you have a great evening, you hear?
Twice today, I have seen wild rabbits acting strangely. The first time, I opened the sliding glass doors that open up to a screened in porch. I have tied open the screen door so I don't have to go the whole way out when letting the pups out. A rabbit had come up the steps and was starting into the porch. I froze and starting talking softly to the rabbit. It sat there for awhile and then turned, went down the steps, and went over to the bird feeder and starting eating the bird feed that was on the ground.
A couple of hours after that, I went out the back door, and low and behold, there were a couple of rabbits on the steps out there. They seemed to look surprised and ran off into the brush and disappeared. To me, seeing this rare event happen twice in one day, was very special. I have lived here for many years and have never seen that happen before. Of course, at my age, my memory isn't all that good (grin). Just always keep your eyes open and you may be surprised what all you may see. Now, you all have a great day, you hear?
Your name isn't something that you chose yourself. Someone had to give you that name and that someone usually had a reason. Usually, it was your parents who gave you your name. They could have named you after someone in the family, or a family friend, or just a name that they liked. Do you know why they named you as they did? If so, let us know.
I was named after family members. My Dad's first name was Richard, so I was named after my Dad. His nickname was Dick, so that is also my nickname. I got my middle name from one of my Mom's brothers. His name was Milton so my middle name was Milton. Now, my uncle's nickname was Bub, so my middle nickname became Bub. So, I was called Richard Milton or Dicky Bub. Got that? BTW, my Dad did not have a middle name, just an initial. He was Richard J. and that gave him a lot of trouble, especially in the army.
Now, I had two boys. The first one was named after me and my wife's dad. We named him Richard John, now there were two R.J.s in our family. Then along came another son and he was named Rodney James. The Rodney came from an old friend and the James came from wanting him to be another R.J. Then there were three R.J.s in the family. Are you confused yet?
Now, our son broke the chain by naming his son (my grandson) Jimmy and now Jimmy has a son and named him Lane. Actually, it is good to have broken the chain of RJs. Now tell us who you were named after or, if you know, why you were given the name you have, and please have a great day, you hear?
Nothing new or unusual happening here. Everything has been quiet and the last few days has been damp with drizzling rain. Today, is not that much brighter but there is no rain. So, we decided to go to Wal-Mart to get supplies. That included something very import, my Blue Bell chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. If we would have waited one more day, I would have run out of that ice cream and then what on earth would I do??!!??
Now I am home, sitting in my rocker/recliner and rocking and rocking and feeling quite satisfied that I have enough of my favorite ice cream to last a few more days and also a fresh supply of food. Just in case you couldn't guess, I just love to eat!!! Now, it is mid afternoon, so let me finish up this posting and go look for something to nibble on. You all have a great day, you hear?
I found some questions on the internet that I thought were interesting and deserved some answers. I will try my best to answer them but I also want to hear what your answers would.
Here is the first one:
If a mirror reverses right and left, why doesn't it reverse up
and down?
Now that is a good question. Even if you turn the mirror on its side it still shows that up is still up, not to the side. I don't have an answer for that. Help me out here.
How do you write zero in Roman numerals?
You can't. The Romans didn't have a concept of nothingness, that is until later in history.
Do you realize how many holes there could be if people would just
take the time to take the dirt out of them?
No I can't. That depends on how many people and how many holes they could dig.
Why do we call them hot water heaters when they heat cold water to make it hot?
You know, it seems to me it would make more sense to call them cold water heaters.
Why do wise guy and wise man mean entirely different things?
You mean they don't mean the same thing? Dang, now I am mad at all the times I have been called a wise guy. . .
Why does Tarzan always look clean shaven?
Maybe he wasn't old enough to shave. Good question, now I will wonder about that.
You can't have everything. Where would you put it?
I could find a place. . . or maybe not. I know of no place to place everything except in space (grin). Outer space, I mean.
OK, I am waiting to see your answers. Now, you all have a great day, you hear?
