Saturday, August 27, 2022

In The "Strange Doin's" Department...


...Karen posted these pics on the Aldi's group...  


...and in short order had more than 1,200 likes and comments.

The odd part is the hubbub wasn't about the outdoor chairs and table - that were indeed purchased from Aldi's - but rather our house, with requests for more info / pics.

Because of this, Karen connected with a woman who was a student (35 years ago) of the architect who designed our home, Dean Bryant Vollendorf.

it's a small world after all...


The lady said DBV was a stern professor, but quick to recognize design talent, and obviously a disciple of Frank Lloyd Wright and a proponent of mid century modern architecture.

Fascinating discussion, and all because of a discount grocery store.



Go figger...



Did I get your hopes up?



Y'know, by NOT starting off with hickory golf, you thought you might have escaped??


Sorry to disappoint, but I promise this will be brief.

If it helps, please know it hurt me far more than it will you.

The "OK" part of my round: holes 3 through 9.

Though I struggled a bit from the tee, I still managed 3 pars and 4 bogeys.  I'll take that any day of the week.

The "throw myself in front of a bus" part: holes 1 (triple bogey) and 2 (double bogey).

When you're already 5 over par and you've only played 2 holes, the temptation to walk off the course and call it quits is very real.

I soldiered on, finishing the day right at bogey golf, but on 3 of the greens my last stroke was a tap in of 4 inches or less.



Yeah I know; if a frog had wings...

One more Friday morning session, and thus endeth my 4 day summer work weeks.



Ever seen one of these?



No, it's not for playing electro-tennis; it's a hand held bug / fly zapper.

Karen came home with it the other day from - you guessed it - Aldi's.

You put a couple of AA batteries in the handle, and when you press the red button and swat a fly, you hear a loud electric pop as it zaps them.

Experience shows it does NOT instantly electrocute the little buggers; instead they go into a sort of WWI biplane death spiral...


...as if they'd just been shot down by the Red Baron.

And sometimes you have to zap them again to administer le coup de grâce. 

From a practical standpoint it's cleaner than smashing them with the traditional fly swatter, but that electrical zap sound...creepy...


This ain't exactly news, but...


On June 21st we had 15 hours and 20 minutes of daylight.  Today we'll have 13 hours and 20 minutes.

Not that I'm anxiously wringing my hands or anything, but that's 2 hours less of daylight in 2 months, and that trend is accelerating.

So…what to do?



Panic!  and not just at the disco, either.



Or maybe not.

Perhaps we just need to make the most of the good weather we have left, whether it's a lazy summer evening in the hammock or a gorgeous fall morning on the links.


A poet I am not, but there's no denying…definitely going to miss summer:

summer's end

in the fading days of august,
near the end of summer's reign,
when melancholy scents the air,
and daylight starts to wane,

with autumn waiting in the wings,
to dance across life's stage,
it's then I long to turn the hands
of time to June again.

delights of summer beckoned yet,
amid the lengthening days,
verdant frolics called to us,
from summer's lazy haze.

a morning reading poolside,
a sunset by the shore,
a carefree forenoon promenade,
a summer evening storm.

but time raced on so quickly,
and days flew by too fast,
the joys that once were future,
soon segued to our past.

and so we greet fair autumn!
possessed of fall delights.
but O!  I'll miss those clarion days,
and clement summer nights.

 

Still suffering through supply chain issues, in spite of Mayor Pete's best efforts at fighting racism and climate change...

a good dentist could fix that

...so once again we're a little light in the Parting Shots department...


sorry boyo, this one's beyond repair...ready for the junk heap



backyard at dusk



front yard at dusk



nosy turkey



not their best decision





It's a gorgeous morning and I'm going to get outside, but before I do I leave you with this reminder from God's Word:


later, mcm fans...

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