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Patriotic Tree

November 16, 2009

Ever hear of a patriotic tree?  Most of the time that means a Christmas tree decorated with a patriotic theme.  But a while back, I saw a couple of patriotic trees that were NOT evergreen.

Somebody used one of those Large Smiley Tree Faces (or something similar), then gave this tree a patriotic bow tie.

Patriotic Tree Face

But his partner is even more creative!  With a birdhouse hat set off with a patriotic bow, arms and hands, and a patriotic bow scarf around the neck — Wow, what a looker!

Patriotic Tree

So… did you ever see a patriotic tree?  Sounds like a poem, doesn’t it?

I think that I shall never ever see
A poem as lovely as a patriotic tree.

A tree whose smiling mouth is prest
Against the rough bark on its’ chest.

A tree that looks around all day,
To see if someone looks its way;

For summer wear it may be that
There’s a nest of robins in the hat;

And on whose chest there is a bow;
Red, white and blue, a patriot show.

Oh, poems are made up by fools like me,
While a patriot decorates a tree
With red, white and blue for all to see.

(And my apologies to the late Joyce Kilmer for making a parody out of his classic tree poem.  R.I.P.)

Old Player Piano At Falls Mill Museum

November 10, 2009

Sunday afternoon we played hooky and went over to Falls Mill Operating Water-Powered Grain Mill and Museum in Belvidere, Tennessee.

They had an old player piano, a 1929 Aeolian player piano to be exact.  It had been converted into a nickelodeon, so they make money from people wanting to listen to it.

Old Player Piano (1929 Aeolian player piano)

I’ve always been fascinated with player pianos, so of course I wanted to hear it play. The Farmer got some change, and

“Put another nickel in
In the nickelodeon
All I want is lovin’ you
And music! music! music!”

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Actually, it costs a quarter these days. But isn’t it fun!?!

Turkey Rap

November 5, 2009

Since it’s November, and getting close time for Thanksgiving, thoughts of a turkey loom large.  Yes, it’s time to talk turkey.

But these guys not only talk turkey, they dance turkey.  Yep, it’s Redneck Men doing The Turkey Rap!

You might be a redneck …. if you think “talking turkey” means doing turkey calls and walking like a turkey.  I guess The Turkey Rap is a new version of The Redneck Rock.

So what will they think of next?  Whatever it is, you can bet it’ll start with,
“Hey Bubba!  Watch this!!!”

Best Wearable Hummingbird Feeder

October 29, 2009

A Truly Unique Hummingbird Feeder!

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Yes, I said a Wearable Hummingbird Feeder!

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Wearable Hummingbird Feeder Mask

When I saw this feeder, I didn’t know whether to laugh or be impressed.  But no matter how you look at it, it’s definitely unique.

It is based on a full-face shield with a miniature hummingbird feeder built into it on the inside. That means the hummingbirds feed right in front of your eyes.  Just check out this video.  It shows pictures from both the inside and outside of this wearable hummingbird feeder:

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Come on, it might be a little strange, but ya gotta admit, it’s also  kinda cool!

Happy Old Farmer’s Day!

October 12, 2009

Did you know today is “Old Farmer’s Day”???

I didn’t know it until I was working on today’s humor mailing and checking out holidays for today. Apparently, the origin of the day dates back to the early to mid 1800’s. There were several dates in September and October for local town “Farmer Days”, but for whatever reason, October 12th seems to be the most common date for this celebration of farming.

So in honor of our “Old Farmer” here’s a picture I took this weekend.  Our lady llama was intent on giving him some of those special llama smooches . . .

The "Old" Farmer And Llama Keira

Happy Old Farmer’s Day!

And since I also happened to come across an “old farmer” joke this morning, I’ll include that as well:

An old farmer and his wife were leaning against the edge of their pig-pen when the old woman wistfully recalled that the next week would mark their golden wedding anniversary.

“Let’s have a party, Homer,” she suggested. “Let’s kill a pig.”

The old farmer scratched his grizzled head. “Gee, Ethel,” he finally answered, “I don’t see why the pig should take the blame for something that happened fifty years ago.”