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(If not here's a link to his story)
Kids who grew up here in the Mohawk Valley or the nearby Catskill Mountains certainly remember him from field trips to the Farmer's Museum back in the day (my favorite part of those jaunts, back when I had kid teeth, was the rock candy from the little general store).
Anyhow, the air today feels just like you might imagine his heart would. It's heavy and unyielding, clumsy, and hard to breath. Makes you feel about as lively as a giant carved from stone.
Thunder is grumbling and rumbling like you might imagine his footsteps if he was lumbering up and down the towpath, stepping over bridges so as not to break them, scaring dogs and little children willy nilly.
Jill the Border Collie is afraid of either thunder or stone giants and is quaking in her crate, causing metal food bowls stored on top to tumble to the kitchen floor, clang, bang, crash.
The little solar lanterns (Hummingbird and Peacock) Becky gave me are flashing on and off in jittery counterpoint to the stuttering of the lightning.
It is grey and gloomy and stiflingly muggy. I don't imagine much is going to get done outdoors today.
Ah, summer in NY. I think Peggy might benefit from a trip to the Farmer's Museum someday when the lightning bolts aren't pitchforking all over the place. What say you?
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Well I confess I had not heard about the Cardiff Giant- funny story!
Lovely photos- love the high stepping fawn, reminds me of certain horse breeds.
Hope the lightning didn't cause any fires- we have plenty of that going on here in B.C.
I often wonder why border collies are so afraid of thunder. At least, until they get old and deaf. Speaks to their sensitivity to sound I guess.
Shirley, thanks. Fortunately for us, we have been deluged with all the rain that should be falling in the western US and Canada...or fortunately as far as lightning goes, we are pretty waterlogged. You are probably right about the BCs. Ours have also always hated cameras. They could be doing the cutest thing, point it at them and down go the ears, instant hangdog look. lol
Your fawn photo made me want to tell you about the fawn we heard bawling loudly as it tore, terrified, through the woods, somebody's dog chasing it. My heart nearly broke for it as my gorge rose in anger toward the one who let his dog off a leash in the woods.
Jacqueline, oh, that is a terrible shame and illegal as well. People can be so self-centered.
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