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Saturday, July 5, 2008

Comments on the new ‘Byways’ page #3 - ? 2004

First of all - a comment on the cars. We’re in the South here, the Country South! This is how we sell used cars here. Okay? Got a problem with this? We like it, it works and everybody’s happy! So, no jokes. And take another look. We even have them available in ‘his’ and ‘hers’ models, Can’t beat that with a stick. And look again. If they get old and can’t work, sometimes we just put ‘em out to peaceful pasture. And these guys have surely earned it.

The next photo is of a Paper Mulberry. Neat trees. People in other countries use the inner bark to make paper on a large scale. It’s done in this country, too, on a smaller scale. The Paper Mulberries we see in historical places on the East Coast, such as our Eastern Shore and Williamsburg on the western shore were the European colonists attempt at cutting the Asians out of the silk market. “Having their cake and eating it, too”, as it were. Little problem, didn’t work. Not exactly sure why not. Wrong mulberry? Wrong worm? After all, they had instructions and it did work in Georgia for a while. They have character. They are their own reason for being.

Just decided in the next three shots that we needed something old. That’s a great old house/mansion. Definitely on the way out, BUT WAIT.... Look at the roof. Brand new and the dormer, too. What’s up with that? Took the middle shot just because I thought it made a neat photo. Check out the deer skull on the barn wall. And the family field plot photo...? Gives ‘keep the land in the family’ a different slant, huh? Personally I’m sort of sorry that custom is not as prevalent as it was. Laws and all. It’s one of the customs that helps bind the generations to their land. And that should be a good thing.

It’s corn time on the Shore. It wasn’t easy to find time to do it all when the fields were dry. This has been a wet, uncooperative season. But as soon as they could, the guys headed into the fields and got the job done in fine form. I love the middle picture. He jumped up on the huge machine, cool as could be, slipped on his shades and casually set about the chore of feeding the country. Or, I think, in this case, the country’s stock. What will this do to women’s fantasies about sweaty farm hands? Mr. Kool just blew it for all you guys out there. Seriously, though, my thanks to both of them. I know I was in their way and they were really patient and just smiled and thought, “....”.

Mushrooms! Gotta love ‘em. I don’t know what that first one’s called, BUT DON”T EAT IT!!! Now, the puffballs are a different story. Yummmm! Get them about like in the picture, slice them and sauté them lightly in butter.

The last one’s my favorite. The marsh on high tide and it was so cool on a hot summer day. The little boat? Not sure. Maybe for frog gigging. Maybe the basis for a little duck blind. Don’t know. But, like the trucks at the beginning, it has been put out to a pasture of its own.

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