Monday, January 3, 2022

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12.31.2021: 2022 ... Bring It On! Happy New Year! 
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12.30.202: Foggy, misty night. So I decided to take a closer look with my flashlight. 
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12.29.2021: Holiday problem #7: There is not enough room for all your relatives who come to stay with you. 
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12.28.2021: Quick "Drive-by Photo Shooting" in Dallas, GA. Okay, I did stop for a few minutes. I know better than to be taking photos while I drive. If I did, I would definitely put my phone and sandwich down before trying something so dangerous. 
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12.27.2021: While I walk (at a very leisurely pace) the trails at #kennesawmountainnbp, others like to jog or run. This is my impressionistic photo of a runner today who zoomed past me. 
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12.26.2021: I can't believe it. The day after Christmas and this bird is already displaying a red heart for Valentine's Day. 
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12.25.2021: The calm before the grandchildren storm. 
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12.24.2021: I’m grateful to have the freedom to celebrate Christmas. To our Armed Forces past and present … Thank You. 
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12.23.2021: The reaction you get from Austin when you mistakenly show the Christmas classic "Die Hard" instead of "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer." 
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12.22.2021: Sunny day, blue sky ... caught them both in this doe's eye. 
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12.21.2021L: "You better watch out 
You better not cry 
You better not pout 
I'm telling you why 
Santa Claus is coming to town" 

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12.20.2021: After the rain, streams create their own artwork. 
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12.19.2021: As I tell my grandchildren ... "Look both ways before crossing the street to attack your prey." 353/365

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12.18.2021: I noticed that at least one trail at Kennesaw Mountain National Battlefield Park was decorated for Christmas. Nice! 
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12.17.2021: Happy 2nd Birthday to ME ... and to all my beautiful and handsome siblings! Love, Jenny. 
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12.16.2021: My buddy Brad tipped me off to where I might see a few deer. (Like I have that problem.) So here are a couple shots. If you look closely at the first photo, you can see tons of those pesky gnats flying around her face. And if you look closely at the second photo you might see a reflection of me in her eye as I was pretty close. Or, it could be the reflection of a tree ... or a bush ... or an alien from a distant planet ... 350/365

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12.15.2021: Bird, bird, bird ... bird is the word. 
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12.14.2021: Early morning frost on our fence. Not on our pumpkin. 
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12.13.2021: Glanced in my side mirror today and noticed that somebody left around $100,000 in the parking lot. 
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12.12.2021: Quick question. When did you spend your first Christmas away from home, and where were you? For me, it was 1971 in the beautiful building on the far right in this photo. No, it is not a prison. Although, there was no escaping Shemya Island. A tiny 2-mile by 4-mile rock in the Aleutian Island chain. Shemya was about 200 miles from Russia and 1500 miles from Anchorage, Alaska. If I remember correctly, I worked the overnight shift on Christmas eve. Eavesdropping on the Red Menace was a 24-7 job. 
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12.11.2021: Storm front passing through our neighborhood around 1:30. 
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12.10.2021: Old Marietta Cemetery. Headstone reads: "The fairest flower of the earthly sod ... has gone to beautify the house of God." 
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12.09.2021: Drop the needle on a licorice pizza ... because, "When you're out of Schlitz, you're out of beer." #MariettaSqauare 
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12.08.2021: Tired of vultures surrounding the moon and chasing away passenger airliners, I finally called upon the German Luftwaffe to patrol the airspace over our neighborhood. 
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12.07.2021: Magically, Corgi Christmas decorations are popping up in our home. This one suddenly appeared on my framed piece of artwork used as the cover of one of the "Best of Randy & Spiff" CDs. Artwork by two time Pulitzer Prize winner (and great guy) Mike Luckovich. 
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12.06.2021: "December 7, 1941 – a date which will live in infamy." 
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12.05.2021: "Look around ... Leaves are brown ... And the sky is a hazy shade of winter" 
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12.04.2021: Break on through to the other side. Go Dawgs! 
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12.03.2021: Guess who is 7-years-old today? Run, Forrest, run! 
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12.02.2021: Last night's sunset as seen in our neighborhood. 
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12.01.2021: For you do-it-yourselfers who "stuffed" yourselves on Thanksgiving, please remember the local small business owners who rely on you to help keep them afloat. 
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11.30.2021: One of our favorite locally owned and operated "carry out" places ... Italy's Pizzeria in Marietta. As soon as this Covid mess settles down a bit more, I'm sure we will be dining in. 
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11.29.2021:  Marietta Square crossing.

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11.28.2021: It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas ... on the Marietta Square. 
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11.27.2021: On the 18th day of Christmas my true love gave to me ... 18 vultures roosting .... 
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11.26.2021: A parliament of colorful owls is watching over downtown Kennesaw. KSU students created the owls in their two-dimensional design classes. Between 45 and 55 owls will spend November perched around town. 
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11.25.2021: Since it was just Janet and me this year, we had to cut back on our Thanksgiving dinner. The deserts are on another table. Happy Thanksgiving! Only kidding. Eight adults, four grandchildren. 

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Sunday, January 2, 2022

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11.24.2021: Janet is a real stickler when it comes to Thanksgiving traditions … like using her grandparent’s stove to prepare the mouthwatering meal … and wearing the special dress her grandma donned when family and friends arrived. Janet even believes in starting the cooking at 5 in the morning, just like back in the day. Okay, okay … this may not be completely true, but I know one thing that is true … we have many, many reasons to give thanks again this year. I hope the same is for you. Happy Thanksgiving! 
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11.23.2021: I was commissioned by a friend in (insert the state you would like to make fun of) to create a piece of art for his small gallery. He wanted something that would draw a crowd, spark conversation and leave the patrons confused about exactly what the work portrayed. Hopefully, this will do the trick. 
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11.22.2021: Happy Birthday to the Best Wife Ever! 
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11.21.2021: A few weeks ago, the leaves on these trees were as green as this car. I guess that since the car is from Florida, it does not have to change colors in the fall. 
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11.20.2021: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, 
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— 
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, 
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. 
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— 
Only this and nothing more.” 

Turns out it wasn't a Raven, only Vultures. I'm sooooo relieved. 
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11.19.2021: "I only have eyes for you." --- Forrest 
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11.18.2021: Home of "The General." Kennesaw, GA. 
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11.17.2021: Had lunch today at "Miss L's" in Acworth. Sat outside, enjoyed the nice weather and devoured a delicious sandwich. Happy 20th Anniversary to "Miss L's Sandwich Shop." 
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11.16.2021: Color my World. 
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11.15.2021: WARNING: Cuteness overload. 
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11.14.2021: When hiking on Sundays I often find myself at the site of New Salem Church in #kennesawmountainnbp. It's so very peaceful there, and as I lean against a tree soaking in the beauty that surrounds me, I can almost imagine the worshipers gathering at their small church. From NPHistory: Standing on top of a wooded hill on the south side of Burnt Hickory Road, the log-built New Salem Baptist Church was the center of community worship and social activity. Each Sunday, area residents walked, rode their horses, and steered their carriages up the narrow, steep lane leading to the church house. Taking their pews, they listened to the Reverend Springer deliver his sermons. But weekly services stopped abruptly in June 1864 when a Confederate division entrenched in the churchyard. For two weeks, New Salem Church was used as a Confederate field hospital. Troops needing logs to construct their earthworks tore down the church, displacing its congregation. 
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11.13.2021: "Colors are the smiles of nature." -- Leigh Hunt 
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11.12.2021: That moment Hawkeye spots dinner from high in a tree and nose dives to the unsuspecting entrĂ©e. 
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