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He is intrepid. I'm not sure what intrepid means but I'm sure this cat is it. He is going where no cat has gone before. He is a deep sea diving cat.
See the post previous to this one or message me about AI generated art.
We often see clothes hanging to dry outside in the snow. I wouldn't think they would dry well.
I know this family. They have a bunch of girls and one boy. That boy is the youngest. He has a lot of mothers.
This is from Vacation Bible School in West Virginia in 1973. I'd made enough money doing factory work for a few years to take a summer off from working to do work in a small church in West Virginia. Unpaid, volunteer... they called us summer missionaries, but that was a title without attached substance.
Me and another fellow about my age were more or less "in charge" of this organized chaos.
We were very happy that the adults more or less took charge of vacation bible school. We had no idea how to keep those little hands and little minds busy.
We had the kids make fish from construction paper. Okay, so that part was planned. It went pretty well. Unfortunately making those fish only lasted about 15 minutes so we had about 3 hours to fill.
Oh let's go fishing! a spontaneous thought without regard for the consequences. Those (or that) being that none of the paper fish survived the fishing trip and could not go home as previously intended.
This is a scan of a 35mm slide. (an almost 50 year old picture)
You don't see Amish farmers harvesting soybeans very often. The harvester is obviously pulled by horses and it looks strange. (I have a picture of just the harvester... someplace).
Most, if not all their crops are consumed by the farm family or neighbors. Not much goes to market. So I'm guessing soybeans are good protein for livestock in winter.
In the fall and summer I ride my bike with a camera in the bag. I wonder if the bike ride is for exercise or a means to capture images. Which is the man purpose? I don't know and I don't care. (Which is the punch line for a joke... What is the difference between ignorance and apathy).
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Where we live there is a bicycle trail called the Pumpkinvine Nature Trail. They are working hard to improve it and it gets better and better each year as they add a section to the trail.
For us "English" it is a great way to be outside and ride your bike in the sun and be "close to nature". For our Amish neighbors it is something else. Take for instance the fellow in this picture. He has a wagon that he is pulling full of goods. To him the Pumpkinvine is a way to travel. Many get to and from work on their bicycles on the Pumpkinvine.
Thank goodness for the Pumpkinvine.
A few years ago we "camped" on a beach in the panhandle of Florida.
When we went to the beach there were these clouds. Magnificent, glorious, biblical in nature, clouds. Everyday they were there.
A couple of years later, same beach, no clouds. How could that be? I just expected the same cloud filled sky and it was not to be.
Our expectations get us in trouble or leave us disappointed.
So now to the verse. When I put a verse on a picture I always give the reference. Well apparently not always because there is no reference on this image. Anyone have an idea where this might have come from (what Bible verse)?
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Bonneyville Mills is a county park near Bristol, Indiana.
This is a fun and educational place to visit. Especially educational if you go when the mill is open, which is in the summer months.
On one of our visits this summer I asked about electrical power generation. They said that there was water sourced electrical power here decades ago. Enough to supply 20 or 30 households.
This area has lots of water and evidence that in decades past it was used to generate electrical power. Lots of old power plants in the Goshen, Indiana area sit on old "races".