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Jung, easily Freudened. Knee-jerk Lib joker. Ally-at-large. G'son¹⁶ of Cornstalk, who aided Cont'al Army via his translator-daughter, who led to my paternal grandma, who died before I was born. Jenny was my grandfather's house slave. Soft Secessionist.
Dolt J couldn't shake it like that when he was 29, let alone 59. Still, it does fit nicely into that *Too late... you already laughed!!* category. Amirite?
Hi Wilma. Sorry for the long silence. We'd been out on the road visiting our daughter and her family outside Arlington... a new posting for her in DC, after 3 yrs in Greece and a 5-wk 🚗 across from San Diego. On the +side, meet our new rescue baby, Doc (a very-nervous Shih-Tzu), who just arrived:
Hi right back atcha, Wilma! Sorry I've been so distant and foul lately... we had to have our sweet boy Jack put down on Wednesday. That, plus current events, has had us in a deep purple funk. 😪
Thanks to sweet baby Cthluthu, Dolt J's no longer out there, running around somewhere on the loose! Ha ha!! Got your 💙 started, didn't I. 😊
Right off my porch here at *Splendor on the Mountain Studio*, Nashville, TN I didn't note the date, but it was about 17 years ago. Canon AE-1 on (probably) Agfa 100. #PhotosOfPost
My grandson, Jacob Orion, raising his brand-new yellow belt in Jiu Jitsu... earned today... in a class taught *entirely* in Greek!
Unlike any dog we've ever known, Jack(surely some artiste's favorite model) loooves to a) pose artistically, b) hold ramrod-still, then c) make and maintain a concerned eye contact. He dramatically exploits the patterns in every rug he lays down on... every time he moves to a different spot.
The Russian reportedly listed his weight upon arrival at Dulles at 219 lb. My pet monkey could do this math.
My Never-a-Seed-Packet view off our porch, here at Splendor On Iris Mountain, off West End, Nashville. The inner workings and hidden mechanisms of #WhatMyChipmunkSaw
THA'TS EASY for YOU TO SAY!!! WHERE WERE YOU AND YOU'R WALLET WHEN I WAS GROWING ALL THIS??!!?