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A day later the snow started and it did not stop. Well, it did after about two feet had fallen. It was a winter a wonderland….another long walk this time into the empty forest and I think I have just about worked off the Turkey….. great views…but as quiet and as lonely as the cemetery in many ways…
An example of just one of the gravestones… plain, simple, but not really enough information to make any sort of personal connection……………..
It looks lonely …I suppose all graveyards are lonely but this one, perched high up in the mountains, overgrown, old and I suppose rarely visited looks lonelier than most…
Having just blown any concept of eating reasonably, I decided a long walk was needed but it turned into an adventure. We actually spent Thanksgiving in Aspen, and my walk lead me to this old cemetery. (1880) is old in America… What I found surprised me… the cemetery had a lot of civil war graves. None of the graves belonged to the same regiment… not even the same states. None had the dates the occupant died. It became even more curious in that the graves were in a straight line, almost as if they had been buried at the same time….
You can’t mistake this sight. It’s a perfect Turkey… just about the The cooks… not obligatory to show their pictures, but when you show a perfect turkey like that, I might get major brownie points for showing who managed to achieve perfection.
You can’t mistake this sight. It’s a perfect Turkey… just about the most sought after item on Thanksgiving Day… that and the obligatory football game! I consumed one and watched the other… it was a relaxed, easy day…. I over-ate of course, but that’s OK…we are supposed to on Thanksgiving Day.
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When I was young, and poor I would look at fellows just a little older than me driving around in cars I knew I could never in million years afford. These cars were long, sexy, fast and good looking,(these were also many of the attributes that the women in the passengers seats had as well) So I now have an affinity for those cars that were beyond my reach when I was young and is why I own a 1960 Morgan. Look at my latest accoutrement….a 1971 Jag E Type…the car of cars. The fastest thing standing still ever made by man. This was the car I drempt about and yearned for and it was delivered to my doorway by friends so that I could try it out. I may just park it in a garage, polish it and sit in the seat ..or maybe load up the baby seat and take little Barry for a drive ….maybe even get Sandy in for a ride although getting in and out of a E Type takes a less than modest approach …but once in the cockpit (there is no other way to describe it) it is worth the less than ladylike yoga like stretches you need to undertake…..
The weather was grand, the Morgan was ready and I was babysitting. Well “Why Not” I thought. Out came the passenger seat in the Morgan, in went the baby seat which resembles a fighter pilots seat, and off we went, Granddad and Grandson. Little Barry had a blast…you could not wipe the smile off his face. The Morgan has a great rumbling sound and it is low to the ground so the sensation of “speed” is with you as the wind rushes over your head. “Faster Granddad, Faster” was the cry and I swear we must have got up to at least 45 miles an hour…….(Granddads are cautious when they have grandsons in the car)
Unimpeded by blinds but slightly out of focus…well you can’t have everything…..
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