The fireworks near home started in earnest a couple of days ago, and the neighbors–who run a fireworks stand every year, mostly to fund their own show–seem to have upgraded their arsenal to include heavy artillery. If those are anything smaller than 6″ shells, we’ll eat our hat.
Indy, needless to say, is as nervous as a poodle in a Chinese restaurant.
Tags: Dogs, Firework, U-S-A!
New P&T (a rematch against previous Foolers, in fact!), and the birth of “a new nation, conceived in Liberty.”
Must be magic. 😉
New Penn & Teller: Fool Us tonight!
Tags: Magic, TV
“A sandwich is just a sandwich,
but a Manwich is a meal!”
Tags: Food, Funny, Wordplay
Courtesy of our old band director:
We chanced to stumble across a picture this morning of three de Havilland Tiger Moths flying over Highclere Castle:
Fans of Downton Abbey will, of course, recognize the location. They may also recall that, early in the show, the Abbey was used as a convalescent home for soldiers wounded in World War I. As it turns out, that’s actually based in fact: the source of the picture, https://www.ladycarnarvon.com/those-magnificent-men-in-their-flying-machines/, tells the story.
Early aviation led to many injuries if not death and of course in World War I airmen were sent to Highclere as patients. Remarkably, Almina saved both lives and limbs. Whilst the airmen who died here are from a later war, it is again putting names and stories together so they shall not be forgotten.
Moreover, the plane’s designer, Geoffrey de Havilland, had his first flight at Highclere.
Go read the whole thing; it’s fascinating!
Nothing interesting at the Farmer’s Market today. We were hoping for some good tomato and pepper starts, but there just wasn’t anything to appeal.
It’s probably just as well, as the prognosticators are calling for another frost tonight. Still, we’d like to have gotten some planting done.
Blueberries would have been nice.
We just returned from a long drive back from Los Angeles, visiting our sister, and have realized how much we miss riding. She has a horse, but we didn’t have time to take him out for a ride.
Our neighbors have horses, but cleaning out their loafing sheds (for fertilizer for our garden; much to be planted in the next two weeks, with okra later in the summer when it heats up–we discussed this with our sister over dinner on Tuesday–would that we could get the seafood she has!) just isn’t the same.
It’s been nearly a dozen years since last we were astride a horse, and we miss it.
Ah, well. Meanwhile, enjoy Jimmy, from the original video (as seen on Tales from Margaritavision, of which we possess a copy):
Apologies for the poor recording; it is not our video.