Saturday, October 16, 2010

Attention Everyone.

The Saturday Evening Post has fallen on hard times. Nah, make that "busy times" - sounds better.

There have been, and still are, so many places to go, so many friendships to maintain, and so much of life to live, that I have had little time for virtual places (think Blogger). In the end, however, this busyness bodes well. After all, the places we've gone and the people we've gone with are the stuff that blog posts are made of.

Trips and folks and everyday jokes,
That's what this blog is made of.

Literal Technology II

Last time, as you might recall, Mr. Bedelia had a photo that he wanted to get rid of, badly. Now, half a year later, it seems he's found some photos that he likes and, consequently, wants to save off his computer. His friend recommended that he burn a CD.

Mr. Bedelia burns a CD.

We Got Cows!

Yeah, we looked as surprised as you when we found out.

They didn't look surprised. Quite at home rather.

What they were was obvious, but where they came from and whose they were was a head-scratching problem.

What, not yours either?

All Mercy can figure out is that those cows must have made a big moostake.

Christian patrols with a hockey stick.

Wait, Clayton. Last I heard, wind drives away chaff, not chaff drives away cows.

Head sentry thinks he's got these C.O.W.s under control.

Bull starts his way.

You sure you don't need some aid from the homeland security department?

No, I'm fine...

I've got my methods.

You're hungry, eh?

We'll use that to our advantage.

Dad extends his hospitality to all the cows.

Ungrateful beast.

Eventually the owner shows up, the cows (and the excitement) leave, and...

...Conrad washes down the barn.

Now that's a day in Lancaster Cownty for you!

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God Bless Every One.