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Check out this tub/shower in Jerusalem’s 4 star Grand Court hotel. It only covers half of the opening. Huh? I found it virtually impossible to avoid a flooded floor after taking a shower. No matter how hard I tried to … Continue reading
Earlier in the summer, I was strolling around Wahoo, Nebraska, killing time waiting for my grandson’s baseball game to start. At the eastern end of Main Street is a large building for sale: “D. R. Phelps Lumber & Coal Co. 1900 – 1944”.
Being an interested buyer (nosy), I decided to give it a closer look. The aging building had a fresh coat of paint on it and the structure looked really solid; i.e. no sagging beams, sinking foundation, etc. I couldn’t imagine it had been closed since 1944. I walked around the back to see what it looked like (you don’t want to buy a pig in a poke).
I found this old farm wagon with steel wheels and a tractor-like seat at the front, which told me it was pulled by horses. At the rear of the wagon was a rack of “spikes” that rotated around an axle as the the wagon moved forward. The spikes were about 8-10″ long and too narrow to plow, looking more like a rake of some sort. What is this thing?
Thought for the Day: It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity. Albert Einstein
There is an old Czech Presbyterian church in southwest Saunders County, originally built in 1888 and rebuilt in 1928. Whatever, it’s an old church. A friendly and inviting church too, near as I could tell; the doors were unlocked and I helped myself to some interior photos. Very interesting, neat as a pin and obviously still an active congregation.
Around the back, across a gravel parking lot is an old swing set. Except for the plastic child seat, it looked like it was last used when the new church was dedicated. With just a wee bit imagination, I could see the kids on the new swings, playing tag, hop-scotch, etc.
Do you believe in ghosts? I don’t … or at least … I don’t think I do.
Thought for the Day: Now, about those ghosts. I’m sure they’re here and I’m not half so alarmed to meet up with any of them as I am with having to meet the live nuts I have to see everyday. Bess Truman
Corn Huskers in training
August is prime time in Nebraska for sweet corn; local farmers sell it out of their pickup trucks along the highway outside of town. A dozen fresh-picked ears cost $5.50, but they always throw a few extra ears in your bag.
These young lads from Iowa are getting their first experience at husking corn. Looks like they’ve got a ways to go yet.
We’re not called Cornhuskers for nothin’.
Thought for the Day: Sex is good, but not as good as fresh sweet corn.
I was at the Saunders County Fair last week to watch my oldest granddaughter compete in three horsemanship events. Between events we would walk around and mingle with the crowd. I was able to catch my youngest granddaughter (3) trying to escape the bright sun under my wife’s hat.
Thought for the Day: The way you wear your hat, … the way you sip your tea The mem’ry of all that. No, no they can’t take that away from me. George Gershwin song
Blue Ribbon Photo
The Iowa State Fair is a really big deal, and their Photography Salon (contest) has grown to be quite competitive in its 77-year history. This year’s contest attracted 1,143 photographers from 23 states, with 3,642 entries.
On average, only 24% of the entered photos were selected for display during the Salon. I had 3 of my 4 entries selected, which put me and the other 60 photographers with three selected entries in the top 5%. Only two photographers had all four entries accepted for the Salon.
One of my three selected entries, “Wishin and Hopin” won 1st place in its category. I was thrilled to have my seven year-old grandson, subject of the photo, with me to accept the prize.
Thought for the Day: Perseverance is a great element of success. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
One thing I like about county fairs is people watching. All kinds of people, real people show up as themselves. It’s waaay better than WalMart in the sense that fair-goers aren’t trying to make a statement, they are just there to enjoy the festivities.
Recently, I went to the Saunders County Fair in Wahoo, Nebraska. It was 4-H day, early in the week, before the rides, sideshows and concession stands open, but still plenty of real people having a good time.
These two young cowgirls were making their way to the arena, probably to watch a big sister compete in some horse event. Just being themselves.
Thought for the Day: It aint the clothes that make the cowgirl, it’s the attitude and heart. Unknown
I was in Wahoo, Nebraska last week, attending the Saunders County Fair, where my granddaughter was competing in three horsemanship events. I like these small-town events because photographers have good access to almost everything.
While waiting for my granddaughter’s turn at barrel racing, I got up close to the arena fence to take some test shots. This shot got my lens covered with dust and my mouth full of dirt. Okay, time to back up and use the telephoto lens.
Boy, those horses are BIG!
Thought for the Day: When you’re young and you fall off a horse, you may break something. When you’re my age, you splatter. Roy Rogers