2. Here's some humor from Facebook that seems to apply to my life right now:
- Aging ~ "I love being over 70. I learn something new every day ... and forget 5 others."
- Diet ~ "I don't mean to brag, but I finished my 14-day diet in 3 hours and 20 minutes."
- Exercise ~ "I just did a week's worth of cardio after walking into a spider web."
6. Colleen's recent Thirteen post started with a joke: "When Donald Trump looks at a half-filled glass of water, he doesn’t see it half-full or half-empty, he sees his own reflection."
ortilla chips instead of Fritos.
corduroy road, with logs as the roadbed. The "W Road" up Signal Mountain near where I raised my children began as a corduroy road. The road got its name because the three switchbacks formed a "W" as it traversed the steep palisade. This is a photo from 1914, long after the roadbed of logs had disappeared.
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Now you may be wondering why I'm calling these "burnt" trees. As I was parking in a spot facing these trees a year or two ago, I saw the "burnt tree" burning. Literally burning, with flames. I reported it to the office. A few days later, I saw a worker from the building (which is now BEYOND the fence) flick a cigarette to the base of that partially burnt tree. Aha! Now I knew why the trees were burning. My first thought when I saw the new fence going up was that now we wouldn't have any more burnt trees on our side of the fence.