Nature's Helicopter. . .
>> Monday, June 28, 2010 –
dragonfly,
egypt hill,
mississippi,
photo
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Showing posts with label photo. Show all posts
Easy Pickins. . . .
>> Wednesday, May 19, 2010 –
egypt hill,
gardening,
mississippi,
photo,
purple hull peas,
squash,
tomatoes
One fact of life: life will not be stopped.
And such is the case in the garden this evening. remember the "baby squishes" from last week? Well, TA DA!
Man, can't wait for some fried squash!
And those tomatoes? They are coming along nicely too. The weekend rain sure helped everything and without a doubt I am one happy garden ape.
Here is the Cherry 100 variety. . .
And below are what I think are Better Boy. . .could be Arkansas Traveler, I'll have to check on that.
Lots of good eating ahead folks. And it's gonna be a toss-up between what I like better, fresh tomatoes or a pot full of purple hull peas. Ah, the choices! What do you think? Read more...
An Old Saying. . .
In professional kitchens there is a saying, "garbage in, garbage out" which implies that a finished product is only as good as the quality of the ingredients that you put in it. Particularly for stock bases, which tend to be giant vats of meat bones and the flotsam and jetsam of kitchen cuttings, root ends of vegetables, skins and such.
After I followed this garbage truck down a winding county road for ten miles last Saturday, watching the chap in the back nearly bounce out a dozen times like a ping pong ball, I kept hearing "garbage in, garbage out" in my head.
Secretly, I was wishing the guy would bounce out just as a lesson to him and the damned fool who was tailgating right on the bumper of the garbage truck the whole time.
My New Look. . .
>> Wednesday, February 24, 2010 –
burnt toast,
photo
How do you like my new red hair and matching red glasses?
Pretty frickin groovy, huh?
Ah, I'm just kidding, I'd never dye my hair red (bad lighting I suppose), much less wear some goofy ass glasses like these. Just thought y'all might want to see what kind of potential I have as a loser. LOTS! Read more...
Low Ride. . .
>> Monday, February 22, 2010 –
bicycle,
ghetto life,
photo
They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but for this one I am speechless. This character was riding his bicycle right down the middle of a very busy Ellis Avenue today.
I've seen $500 hoopty-mobiles on $5000 wheels and tires, but this takes low-riding to another level.
Read more...
Who Dat?
>> Tuesday, January 19, 2010 –
fucking football,
photo
From an email from T-Bone, but really from his friend Jill.
This is on the door of the Chevron by the house, Spillway and Grants Ferry. The manager is a huge Saints fan. After the first loss, a sign on the door said to leave all comments outside. This was the new sign yesterday.
(click photo to enlarge)Something To Reach Out And Touch You. . .
>> Monday, January 18, 2010 –
captain commando,
guns,
photo,
smith and wesson
. . .and your medulla oblongota at a thousand yards.
This delightful weapon is owned by a shadowy gentleman named Captain Commando.
Captain Commando informs me through his interpreter, Nils, that this Smith & Wesson Military & Police 15T with 30-round magazine is capable of shaving the warts off a toad's nose at 750 yards through it's dual red-dot and traditional magnifying optics. The red-dot can easily be lowered away for optical scope use only and as you can see the rifle sports a forestock "oh shit" grip, a tripod and a small mag light under the barrel for night time assaults. Assaults?? Uh, well anyway, the stock is adjustable for long-range sniping and up-close in your face assaults (assaults??) in confined areas.
Although Captain Commando is no longer under the employment of the Armed Services, his protective instincts are keen and sharp for any and all intransigency against his greater sensibilities, like crawdad holes in the backyard, water vapor atoms, the color yellow and the dreaded emergency electrical generator.
Bang bang, yer ded!
Memories. . .Oh Memories. . .
>> Sunday, January 17, 2010 –
burnt toast,
french camp,
kids,
mississippi,
photo
I'll give y'all three guesses to who that little boy is on the right. . .
Hint: It's not Nils.
Last Night's Light Show. . .
>> Thursday, September 17, 2009 –
bad weather,
eygpt hill,
lightning,
mississippi,
photo
Never got any rain from this bad boy, but the fireworks were espectacular!
(click photos to enlarge)
It's Everywhere!
>> Tuesday, July 14, 2009 –
funny,
funny schtuuuuff,
photo,
snuggie
Is there really a need for the "World's Largest As Seen On TV Superstore?"
Or Snuggies, for that matter?
The Real Meaning. . .
>> Friday, July 10, 2009 –
ammunition,
guns,
peace,
photo
The little Obama girls can wear all the cutesy t-shirts decrying one world injustice or another, but this photo explains the reality of it all. . .
(click photo to enlarge)
Thanks to Big Don for the submission!
When Bugs Urinate. . .
>> Thursday, June 25, 2009 –
bugs in the flour,
egypt hill,
flower,
gardening,
mississippi,
photo
. . or whatever.
I have giant sunflowers growing in the front flower bed at home. I'm not the biggest fan of sunflowers, as some can attest, but they were planted as part of a wildflower mix, so what can I do? They are there and the bees and hummingbirds love them. And I love bees and hummingbirds. Some kind of natural symbiosis there.
As the sunflowers have become larger, taller and thicker I began noticing what seemed to be tiny droplets of water falling away from the flowers. I never really investigated and was happy to sit on the porch in the evenings drinking a Heineken while I watched the drops fall from a distance and pondered the larger troubles of life like, "why did that long squiggly hair grow out of the neck mole of my dishwasher in Central America?"
But Saturday, I stepped off into serendipity of monumental proportions. I went to light the tiki torches that are residents of the front flower box too and as I reached up to the second one, it occurred to me that I was being wetted by this curious falling flower precipitation. Odd, I thought.
Then, and only then, did I realize that it was NOT curious falling flower precipitation, but bizarre bug butt ejaculations!
Put the evidence in the car Junior!
As you can see there is a bizarre bug, of which there are dozens, and to his right, arcing downward, what appears to be a photographic defect. I assure you dear reader that this is not a photographic defect, but sputum of some description from a bug butt.
After this episode, I am thinking of firebombing the whole flower garden!
Death to bug butts!
Repose. . .
>> Thursday, June 11, 2009 –
egypt hill,
mississippi,
photo,
tomatillo,
tomatoes,
topsy-turvy
topsy-turvy tomatillo at night
egypt hill, mississippi - may 2009
Oh Yeah. . .
>> Monday, March 16, 2009 –
Barack Obama,
liberal idiot,
photo,
pickup truck
Couldn't have said it better myself.
Thanks Nils.
Monday Morning Ponderance. . .
>> Monday, March 9, 2009 –
food,
funny schtuuuuff,
photo,
texas
. . .the only thing I can add to this is: indeed.
Thanks be to Nils for the photographic skills.
On The Road Again. . .
>> Thursday, February 26, 2009 –
farming,
mississippi,
photo,
yazoo city,
yazoo county
Sometimes it's just nice to get out and about, take a drive to no particular destination, maybe in one giant loop which lands me right back at home.
As a child, I can remember traveling with my dad all over the state as he went from project to project as required by our old family business. I've been to some far and away places, some near ghost towns, to the high hills of northeast Mississippi and the black dirt flatlands of the delta, through the piney woods of southcentral to the salt marshes and bayous of the coast.
Mississippi is a beautiful state, filled with hospitable and lovely people, but mostly it's a quiet and rural scene and I like that. Come with me, why don't you.
A few weeks back I was driving through Yazoo County, which is home to our Governor Haley Barbour, the late comedian and racontuer Jerry Clower, as well as actress Stella Stevens, Ex-Secretary of Agriculture, Mike Espy and author of My Dog Skip, the late Willie Morris.
A ride through the countryside just east of Yazoo City features rolling hills and large swathes of pastureland as well as major stands of hardwood around the Big Black River, which is a fine area for hunting white-tailed deer and squirrel. Back to the west, just past Yazoo City, the hill country decends into the horizontal beauty of the delta farmlands, a facinating place within itself.
As I drove around Yazoo County recently, I couldn't help but feel good about the beautiful day and the gorgeous environs and it made me feel pity for those who live in congested cities and concrete jungles.
The only concrete you might find around here would be an occasional bridge traversing one of the many tributaries that wind their way ultimately into the Big Black and beyond.
Some of the hills level off into green pastures that are home to many a farm animal.
When you come to a sign like this, it doesn't matter which way you go, there'll always be something interesting around the corner.
Like a "primitive" Baptist Church.
Or an old abandoned building at Pierce Crossing where people probably traded, a generation or two ago.
Or maybe just a funny road sign.
Or a lovely tree in winter foliage.
Whatever destination you have in mind, you never know what you might find over the next curvy hill in Mississippi, but I'm sure of one thing, you will be pleased when you finally get there.
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