Chinese translation

I received a comment in Chinese on my "Cemetery Studies." The picture words are beautiful, but will not print here. The Babylon translation is: I only know that, if I go to Oi life, and that life is returning to Oi I Club.
I'd love to know more. Please leave a comment.

2010 Red Convertible Travel Series

Not tires, haircuts

Driving through Raytown, MO, on 350/50 west, there was a sign by the side of the road: We fix $6 haircuts.

2010 Red Convertible Travel Series

HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY 2010

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My chain of thoughts of St. Patrick goes like this: drnking at his well in Ireland; imagining him expelling the snakes; pencil-sized garter snakes unearthed by my landscaper's help digging up my dead tree. They froze and refused to go further. Unlike the snakes St. Patrick expelled, garter snakes are harmless. Try telling that to someone who doesn't speak English digging with their hands .

Castles and clouds. Rain. Did I say rain? Dark green grass punctuated with rocks growing out of the ground begging to be harvested for the next house or fence. Low-growing yellow, pink and purple Primrose expelling winter. Sheep curled on the grass strain our eyes to discern them from rocks. Spring lambs springing stiff-legged; their sweet faces and scrunching their soft coats.

Corned beef and cabbage. Green beer and little green men. Bright colored doors to recognize home. Warm scones, clotted cream, strawberry jam and tea. Friendly,ruddy-faced people. Wish we were there.

Wherever you celebrate, may the luck of the Irish be with you. And as Frances used to say, "May you be in Heaven a half hour before the devil knows you're gone."

2010 Red Convertible Travel Series

Balloon Season

Crusty snow hides in secret, sunless places. Before long it will be reduced to a puddle. Yeah for spring!

I see the strangest things. Or is it that I see the strange in the ordinary? What would you think of a "For Rent" sign beside a fire hydrant? What every dog wants: their own private pee post. I don't know who monitors it.

The temperature is approaching 50. Schatzie and Madchen pine at the door. When one comes back in the other goes out. Some secret system I'm not privy to; I'm just the door opener.

I wish I had a clothesline to hang wash and give it that "funny" smell the kids complained about way back when.

A car sporting a "peace" sign on its rear isn't unusual. But the house had a sticker on the door: "Keep abortion legal." Maybe the occupants aren't related.

Along Hwy 13 this week,I counted five black and white four-footeds that have given the world their best scent. I think it smells like balloons. Now that's a sign of spring.

2010 Red Convertible Travel Series