Hey
@milonedp: How was the new pond this summer? How did the landscaping and lighting go? Want to share some updated pics with us?
I get the image of Momma addy standing on shore, some of her kids holding her hand to either side and others bumping up behind, sad little faces with tears forming. She's looking across the vast distance to a mythical place called 'Colorado', the feeling of abandonment severe, while a bunch of bees try to nest in her hat!
The camera pans the mute little faces until it stops at lil Lisa and CW as the former details the whole negative edge idea to the latter who is drawing pictures with a stick in the sand, the words 'must research this' coming over and over... In his other hand, he's holding what looks like a Barney doll, dangling and depressed because it knows there's still so much to do...
Behind, burly and feeling his oats, a larger kid is leaning on CW's shoulders, mumbling something about hogs and bogs too. He keeps scaring the newbies with words like 'Up Shit*s Creek, 'down Deadman's gulch', and 'last chance Harvey'; it scares them because they don't know any 'Harvey'. It'll be magnified by their equally scared looks while spellcheck tries to decipher what he's sayin'!
Then there's the lil girl playing with a bunch of tortoises; she's asking for pics but all the new kids in the back have glazed looks.
Another girl munchkin is listening to the Pennsylvania kid say he's not only the prez, but is a customer too, but she's calling him nuts and though she WISHES she had a bog, insists there's absolutely no room in her 'always-wetland' home. He'll smirk and know better! Of course, she'll point out that he's smitten with DOTs, the new girl to the group.
An animated group of girls are commenting on lotus and snails with one explaining how lil snails are made while another thinks Cha Cha is a keeper! Both think the boys arguing next to them are silly.
A wee lad with saltwater stains on his trousers, is trying to convince the Mom-of-all-turtles that there's OTHER kinds that might appeal to a girl--and they gots DIAMONDS in 'em!! He'll speak in jibberish, though, using all sorts of letters instead of words, insisting it wasn't his fault, that some broken lick of a saber caused the disease to not only spread, but THRIVE!
And of course, the tussle-haired boy hovering annoyingly close is hearing such slander but ignoring it because he KNOWS some of those that wander are NOT lost...
The group turns as one when he burps out 'sheesh!', noting how full of BS he is; the boy's eyes open wide and he politely inquires 'moi? Well, DAYUM!'
The laughter that follows isn't something that can be conveyed accurately enough!!!
Still, the murmur of echoes pervade, a steady chant from
@reefsr whose whisper won't stop coming 'our Michigan army grows...'
(somewhere across the Pond, the ivy-encrusted walls of Castle Ian, shiver...)
the bells toll for thee,
@addy1 ,
@combatwombat ,
@Lisak1 ,
@GBBUDD ,
@Mmathis ,
@poconojoe ,
@Tula ,
@mrsclem ,
@Jhn ,
@j.w and
@Ian !!
