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Saturday, March 01, 2014

 

SATURDAY INQUISITION BLOGGING

another human roaster


 

vi arne

the danish royals

 

arne in wi

 

car bling

 

ebay objects

 

fall drive


 

hi-way harry drive

 

kitty pron

 

LANDS & PEOPLES


 

SONAR LURE

 


 


 
SATURN'S DAY BUTTER STAMP BLOGGING


Friday, February 28, 2014

 

yard pretty

 

abandoned train station. europe.

 

ebay objects

 
341 objects

30 stone orbs CHATTAHOCHEE RIVER gems- $68

Rocks are fascinating. They are also intriguing objects when removed from their natural setting, brought inside and displayed in a creative manner. I hope I’m not the only one, but I remember walking out of the woods near my childhood home, my pockets filled with so many rocks I had use one hand to keep my jeans from dropping down around my ankles. from ATLANTA aREA

 
I believe these for sale here were part of a 19th Century water filtration system, which became obsolete, the stones released to make their way south in the slow moving waters of the Chattahoochee River. Most ended up in the mud banks of the river where they wound up in the hands of treasure hunters. I’ve not heard of folks finding them for several years. I wonder if they are still to be found.  No matter. By any measure, they are rare, or at least very scarce.

 
The thirty of them together weigh almost 5 pounds, and they range in size from about 1 ¾” down to an inch. The matrix, the mellow patina, along with the smooth feel – priceless.

 
Just exactly how you display them is limited only by your imagination. When I had them on a side table in our living room, I made a leather coral to keep them from wandering off with a clatter. (No. I am using the leather for something else now.)


 
I don’t recall finding any special “round rocks” as a kid. I was more interested in flat water-skippers or smooth amber quartz that sparkled in the sun as I washed them outside with cold water from the hose. But it would have been fun . . . especially since, like most kids in southern Indiana during the 40s and 50s, I’d heard every Bible story a thousand times. . . so odd things went through my head as I lay in bed.

 

I could see the giant, clad in armor head to toe, awkwardly making his way down the steep slope, stumbling from time to time, helped to his feet by two men whose real job was to carry his shield. When he finally made it down to the flat but rocky floor of the Valley of Elah, he stood and called out with a thunderous roar. “Choose a man and have him come down to me. If he kills me, we will become your servants forever and ever.”
I was not afraid, nor was I weighted down with armor, so I scampered down from “our” mountainside in no time, stopping along a dry creek bed for ammo.

 
The giant went on and on about how tough he was – mostly yelling at the Israelites up on the mountain – paying little attention to me.

 

When I saw my chance, I slipped my hand down in my shepherd’s bag and took thence a stone. I put the stone in the pouch of my sling, unwound the thongs from around my wrist, gave it three good whirls, and let fly. The KJ version says “slang it.” Regardless, it hit just above his nose, slightly to the left, and the stone sunk into his skull. He fell upon his face to earth – dead as a doornail.
I felt as if I’d made a last second shot from midcourt to win the big basketball game, and I slept soundly, as heroes do.

 

FRIDAY ART BLOGGING

 need to try again. bad pic

 

via arne

 

arni in wi

 

amped car

rambler

 

ebay objects

 

fall drive

 

kitty pron & ebay

no bids so i am keeping it. HOARD

 

hi-way harry drive

 



 

old tackle

 




























photo album

 

squirrel gang

 









FRIG'S DAY FAN BLOGGING

Thursday, February 27, 2014

 

salty animal'

 

fred. its fred

 

ebay object

 

THURSDAY PIE-CRIMPER BLOGGING

 

via arne

 

arne in wi

 

enhanced dirty car

porche

 

ebay object


 

fall drive

 

hi-way harry drive

 

kitty pron

 

lands & peoples


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