I am absolutely swamped… I didn’t get around to doing 3WW this week, nor any of the poetry stuff, and it doesn’t look like I’ll even get enough of a break to do Sunday Scribblings… I'm not doing a very good job keeping up with folks blogs. Oh well, here’s a picture from last month, the road into Leopold’s Cabin along the Wisconsin River. Looking at such roads give me hope.Speaking of hope, I hope to finish my vacation posts early next week when I report on our stop in Walnut Grove. With OJ back in the news, I wish I had time for satire, but I don't, so I'll refer you to this great quiz about the former running back who seems to have more run ins with the law than he did with defensive tackles. Or I could write about our President’s exit strategy from Iraq, but this poster at Karen’s blog says it all. Or I could do the meme Gautami tagged me on, but I’ll get to that later. It’s about reading and I’ve not had much time for reading. When I do publish that meme, I want to make sure I tag Grundir the Implacable, just because I like living on the edge. And I also should promote Pia’s interview with Jancee Dunn… With all these links, who needs to read my dribble?
Ya’ll take care now, ya’ll here! I'll try to get something original up next week.
I'm delurking, again, just to say, thanks for the links and thanks for writing a smart blog.
ReplyDeleteI wish the path to my front door looked like that.
ReplyDeleteThat looks like a road I got stuck on several years ago. Except it was night. And I didn't make it out. No wait, I must have.
ReplyDeleteAwww...remember all work and no play makes Sage a dull guy!
ReplyDeleteMiss ya!
Gorgeous path - it looks like we might get some rain in so cal - which will make it so much prettier in our local national forests!
ReplyDeleteknow the feeling. Been a bit remiss myself. I've had more alligators chewing on my denims, than the swamp should allow. Yep beautiful trail.
ReplyDeleteanonymous boxer, thanks for stopping by again--you'll have to enlighten us about your name, all the boxers I've known had big egos and wanted their names everywhere.
ReplyDeleteEd, so do I
Bone, I think I remember that story, or have you been stuck more than once at night?
Mistress, I'm trying not to become dull
Diane, enjoy the rain!
Pat, I didn't think we had gators up here--but I'm no longer so sure.
Everyone gets too busy to blog from time to time, no worries!
ReplyDeleteThe gingerbread was AWESOME! We tried it with Stonewell Farms Maple Vanilla Pear Butter. It was divine! Thank you for sharing this with me!
It's good to keep busy.
ReplyDeletebtw, don't even know what you do in your *other life*.
Thx for the link to my place!
Just passin' thru! That path looks a lot like the one I walk down at the riverbed.
ReplyDeleteJaded, Maple Vanilla Pear Butter,that sounds good!
ReplyDeleteKaren, yeah, it's a secret that I don't share here--the few people that know I've told via email and one figured it out on his own, but he had way too much time on his hands.
Poopie, hey, how's things in Tennessee?
Feel the same as you on my secret, Sage. Besides, it's fun being mysterious.
ReplyDeleteThe picture makes you hope for what? The end of goldenrod since I see a bit in the picture and doesn't that make you sneeze?
ReplyDeleteKaren, you have a secret?
ReplyDeleteMurf, the golden rod hasn't bothered me as much this year as normal--but I like the bend in the road and the feeling of heading off into nowhere.
I need to learn to be mysterious.
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