This is a delightful little book, and I won’t post much from it because it’s so delightful that posting the illustrations would constitute a “spoiler.”
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This is a delightful little book, and I won’t post much from it because it’s so delightful that posting the illustrations would constitute a “spoiler.”
When I bought my farm, it included 20 acres of old coal mine.
Every time I am using a gasoline can to fill a mower, chainsaw, molotov cocktail, etc., I am annoyed by the safety mechanisms on the pouring spout.
I’ve been a huge fan of Indian food since I first tasted it.
I planted a few bamboo by the forging shed, last fall. There were a few days of -4F weather in the winter and the bamboo (supposedly fairly cold hardy) died.
I recently ran into one of the tried-and-boring christian come-backs against atheism: “if you don’t believe in god, how can you find joy in your life?” You know, that kind of yawner.
This is reported in The Guardian – and I heartily suggest you read the whole source article, if it interests you.
I have lived a life of great fortune. Starting with picking a great set of parents, being born white, and American, I just kept getting lucky as opportunity spread itself before me like a red carpet. I would have had to be a real loser to fail.
This is a really lovely blues-tinged cover, delivered with passion.
Back in the 50’s and 60’s, there were photographs of “flying saucers” that were considered to be non-fake because of the presumed difficulty of faking film.