Walken With Googly Eyed Plants

 

Jennie Wade: Gettysburg, The Civil War, Handmade, OOAK, Art Doll For Sale on eBay

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A Favorite Kojak

  The Mouse, near the end of the series, might be my favorite episode: 

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  We just returned from Young George Washington. It might've been called George Washington Rambo. I doubt it was very realistic, but George never looked so good. Was Staple Face, Alice Cooper? 🎇

Lincoln Caverns

  All of our caves across Pennsylvania are so different. Lincoln Caverns begin as pueblos or Fraggle Rock but become mosque-like, remarkable, and awesome. I've never seen such glassy calcite before. Thanks to the National Cave Association Ron and I both got in for free. We will be going back to Woodward Cave sooner than later. It was closed when we stayed in a cottage there. We can take Arthur. I picked my own flowers in Kirbyville again. 🎕 TTYL...

 

Arthur's Yellow Raincoat

 

A Jolly Holiday

  June has been as jolly as May was merry. The Yellow House Hotel happens to be right down the road from the pet cemetery. I'd had dinner there before but never spent the night. My gracious, I had a wonderful time. I had arrived early so stopped in the bar that is decorated for the hunt and had a photograph of a former owner's daughter with Petey, the dog from Our Gang, who Daddy loved. I had a bowl of tomato bisque with crab soup that sent me back later for a slice of grasshopper pie. Thanks, Ron! So good! My pendulum was spinning right round, round-round, right around pie o'clock, during a Mama's Family marathon. Mehitable misses Shiner too. We got to keep the flowers the night thanks to road construction witch' was hextra nice. Ron said that the boys were terrible but look at them moments before I left. 

Yellow House

Inside Yellow House

 

Hail, Ganesh*!*

  What began as an email among intimate friends and family has become an immediate sensation. All hail Genesh, the unforgettable, all-powerful lord who opens all doors and destroys all obstacles within his midst. I'd coveted one a very long while as my grandmother loved elephants, so did my neighbor, Pat Provident. There is an elephant museum in Gettysburg where I had taken Mummy and Theresa. They have an old-fashioned peanut warmer and paper bags of peanuts for sale that are the best ever. It's like being at a circus at the turn of the century. Their elephant collection rivals Pat's. I have an enormous elephant ring of Mummy's that I wanted to give to Pat, but they're both in The Great Beyond. That's probably how I scored the Ganesha box from the fabulous fellow who sold me my wolf goddess pendant. I think he figures me good for She Cernunnos after selling me the box made of real semi-precious: amethyst, calcedony, carnelian, garnet, aventurine, bloodstone, red jasper, sodalite, turquoise, and yellow agate. I've got an unusual malachite formation inside that reminds me of the mushrooms from Fantasia only silky emerald. I got the roly-poly Ganesh from The Emporium in Jim Thorpe years ago one Christmas. After years of searching I'd found my Ganesha. I have an elephant that I'd found in a box of Cracker Jacks a couple of months after Grandma passed away. Good news already, I've reserved my room at The Yellow House Hotel. My friend, Unique, says he's moving to Schoolhouse Plaza, (an old school), which is more good news. The lady with the Dracula tees did not have the sizes nor the shorts, but I got some other fab stuff from her for two dollars. TTYL, watching Kojak...