Dear ones,
Here we are past the cusp and zipping in to a new zodiac sign. Where have we been? Back to the (Not) Future, but the Homeland, grappling with the Motherlode; where we found these from 1962:
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| Would you care for Black and Red or Red and Black? |
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| We sure do share our picture taking with others now |
The gal is so sketchy here. She's changed a lot. Now a she is running for President and she doesn't have a bonnet. Please
help us survive one more month of this messy episode of our made-for-TV-movie country.
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| Newly accurate Emoji by sister, Cara Hallock |
We thought we were accomplished with the non-sequitor in conversation until we connected with the TSA agent at our small home airport wearing a nonwoman filling uniform: after staring at our documents she said, "I ate a gherkin pickle today" . "Okay then" and on through the conveyance machines we went with all the other little sausage links, but left wondering....
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| We actually saw this item in our recent travels. It made that rickety jiggley noise even sitting idle. We want to not feel like this machine looks. |
As you know, the Art Ranger's gig thrives upon the random contributions of others:
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| Such as this "Track of Glack" witnessed by Richard Anthony on the job | |
Many a beautiful painting exists, which there is no reason to paint, only to be and to see.
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| Your spaceship still runs - the anagram or push-me-pull-you of the vehicle world |
Hope your week contains something tasty or surprising. Please send evidence to: FAF@homelandinspiration.org
gherkin pickle...beautiful "track of glack"
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