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I assume what you said you'd do is change your avatar to a chimp, but if I'm wrong, please fill me in. I think Jerry knows about it, but I doubt anyone else here does.
And Lis, how's your Facebook love life? Are you still head over heels for that lady in Syracuse?
I'm gonna tell Maria that you said that, Lis.
don't you dare, seriously
she is driving me every day on PMs, i hardly have time to be flirting with the other girls, i was trapped
and yes, Jerry show my avatar on FB and dared me to put it here on ECF
For the record, Lis, I like your new avatar. I think it suits you. That's meant in a good way -- please don't take it wrong. What I mean is you are full of mischief, and so is a monkey.
Remind me not to mess with you, Sandy.
Hey! I'm not dangerous. Don't you think Lis is full of mischief? I just call it like I see it.
Absolutely, Sandy. He's not suave and sophisticated, like I am.
Several years ago, Lis and I used to get threads closed, shut down, the end.
Today was a gorgeous spring day, perfect for Easter Sunday. After sleeping all yesterday (I find that's the quickest way to get rid of a cold), today I took a walk, but it was a more civilized one than the woods I walked in the other day. I don't know why, but those woods spooked me. Maybe it's because it was so quiet -- no birds, nothing. That patch of earth has bad vibes, I think.
So today I walked around my neighborhood. Plenty of life here! I'll start with the birds. Since I don't have a bird feeder to attract them, getting photos of them is a bit trickier.
First, there was a pair of robins. The female was collecting dried grass for their nest …
… while her husband looked on.
And when I got home, there was a pair of mourning doves. The landlord just added gravel to our driveway, and it's sort of a dirty brown, so the doves blended in. Maybe that's why they were so secure there that I could get fairly close.
But one dove wandered into the grass, so you can get a better look.
I also saw a blue jay, but the best photo I got of him had a lot of branches in the way, and a crow that was just a silhouette. I heard redwing blackbirds, too, but didn't see them. And there were other bird calls I couldn't identify.
I took lots of flower pics, too, but I won't overload you all at once. I wanted to show off the bird shots since they are so hard to get in focus and close enough that you can even see anything. One thing about flowers -- they can't fly away when they notice you looking at them.
So today I walked around my neighborhood. Plenty of life here! I'll start with the birds. Since I don't have a bird feeder to attract them, getting photos of them is a bit trickier.
First, there was a pair of robins. The female was collecting dried grass for their nest …
… while her husband looked on.
And when I got home, there was a pair of mourning doves. The landlord just added gravel to our driveway, and it's sort of a dirty brown, so the doves blended in. Maybe that's why they were so secure there that I could get fairly close.
But one dove wandered into the grass, so you can get a better look.
I also saw a blue jay, but the best photo I got of him had a lot of branches in the way, and a crow that was just a silhouette. I heard redwing blackbirds, too, but didn't see them. And there were other bird calls I couldn't identify.
I took lots of flower pics, too, but I won't overload you all at once. I wanted to show off the bird shots since they are so hard to get in focus and close enough that you can even see anything. One thing about flowers -- they can't fly away when they notice you looking at them.
Sandy, the mourning doves are very skittish around here. As soon as they see a human, they fly away.
All woods have a story to tell. Some stories are good and some not so good. Around here, I see strands of barbed wire on trees in the middle of the woods. That tells me that those woods were farm land, years ago. Then there's the story of 9 men's misery. That story, is a bit long and dates back to the Indian war of 1675 - 1676.
All woods have a story to tell. Some stories are good and some not so good. Around here, I see strands of barbed wire on trees in the middle of the woods. That tells me that those woods were farm land, years ago. Then there's the story of 9 men's misery. That story, is a bit long and dates back to the Indian war of 1675 - 1676.
Absolutely, Sandy. He's not suave and sophisticated, like I am.
Several years ago, Lis and I used to get threads closed, shut down, the end.
Then it sounds like you should have a chimp avatar, too. Or maybe some other kind of monkey so you give us some variety. How about it? Any good shots of monkeys vaping? (I assume the chimp is vaping, not smoking that pipe.)
I'd love to hear the story. If it's too long to tell here, is there a web site with it on that you could direct me to? After all, you got me to read Evangeline -- and then the rest of Longfellow's poetry. I'm in the middle of Hiawatha now. I think of you very time I go to that book.
Yes, I saw some very rusty wire attached to some trees there. That area once had settlers, I think. Nearby, the story is that people settled the land but then moved, because it was too hilly and rocky for good farmland.
Most (if not all) the Finger Lakes National Forest was farms. Those were lost when farmers ran out of money (during the Depression, I think), and the federal government bought the land from them. Even so, I've ridden in the national forest a lot and never gotten the spooky feeling that area I just hiked in gave me. It's adjoining the area where Bigfoot was reportedly seen, but I doubt that was it. It was the absolute emptiness there. Not even deer footprints on the trail! Where was everybody?
Nope, I have my real pic as my avatar, Sandy. I want people to know what I look like.
Aha, 9 Men's Misery is the story of 8 soldiers (Massachusetts militia) and 1 boy (the son of one of the militia men) who were captured by the Narragansett and Wampanoag Indians, during King Phillips War. They were brought to a Narragansett stronghold, seated on a rock, while the Indians debated how to execute them. The Indians couldn't decide on how to execute them, so they were killed with tomahawks. The next day, they were found by soldiers and buried near where they had been killed.
Here are 2 pics of the monument that was erected over their mass grave, in 1930:
A few years ago, I was in that area and I decided to sit on a rock and rest for a bit. I felt very uneasy sitting there and I finally realized that must have been the rock that they were seated and killed on.
Here are 2 pics of the monument that was erected over their mass grave, in 1930:
A few years ago, I was in that area and I decided to sit on a rock and rest for a bit. I felt very uneasy sitting there and I finally realized that must have been the rock that they were seated and killed on.
Thanks for telling me about that. I really do think we can get vibes from certain places. Sometimes they are good vibes -- and sometimes not.
One thing about that area, Sandy is that it has to be virgin growth. It's sacred ground and I have no doubt that it was not used by local farmers. They used to protect the gravesite from curiosity seekers and even from historians and scientific people.
There's a story about a group from one of the universities, that went there in the late 1700s, planning to dig up the grave to confirm how they were killed. The group was run off by the locals.
There's a story about a group from one of the universities, that went there in the late 1700s, planning to dig up the grave to confirm how they were killed. The group was run off by the locals.
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