The screen shot of the National Weather Service website’s forecast for Las Vegas shows a very different weather pattern for the next several days. Honestly, I don’t want the rain here as badly as it’s needed here in the desert southwest. It reminds me of the daily gloomy conditions of Michigan too much… Rain Rain go the hell away. Don’t come back any other day.
These pedicure chairs used to be in the salon where I had my feet taken care of every two weeks or so thanks to Diabetes. Apparently the business has closed, how sad for the owners and we customers. All because of something so small we can’t see it. Bullshit! This situation will devastate millions of small businesses which I see as the core of what makes the United States what it has been for so long. When this is done, America will have a new face.
This silly photo I snapped a couple days ago has me think that life now is so very different…
I completely understand this farm life image. On the old car tour we passed this beautiful painting on the sides of three silos, my one regret today is that I didn’t have a Nikon in hand for the shot. A ‘modern’ iPhone just can’t equal the Nikon. iPhone photo taken in Georgia 2015.
Blue doesn’t always mean sad. This blue is happy! 😎🌴
Things you see on an old homestead way back when. More iPhone photos taken in 2015 in Georgia. This place is a historic, registered homestead in Georgia. The windmill was taken at another stop along our way, I managed to have it look rather ancient. Or did I mess it up too?!!
I don’t know for sure that this bust is a General but it fits, iPhone photo 2015, Thomasville, GA.
Here’s yet another iPhone photo from 2015 somewhere in Georgia. This man has a seriously huge collection of several kinds of antiques. One would have to spend plenty of time there to capture everything and with a proper camera. I still have several images to upload of the interiour of the barn. Wow…
The other day Sandy was commenting on the faux tortoise in my backyard, it reminded her of the soccer call in the Tom Hanks movie where he’s stranded alone on an island. So I’ve named him Wilson! Now Wilson being totally faux means he doesn’t move, right? This morning I noticed that he has somehow moved to the faux grass! OM Gosh, is my home haunted?
Two friends having coffee – the fish I’ll try but pass on the grits. I never liked them one lick…
Thomasville, Georgia, 2015