Insomnia, and computer snafu makes for a long night. At best I'm a tosser, and I tossed and turned last night until I surrender to cognizance and began this post. That was at 12:06, a computer lock-up later and I am restarting at 1:26.

Pastoral Scene on SR49 North of Springfield TN. 7/4/2008
I know some of you think I died or was in a horrible accident or something because I have not been to the Chatterbox in two weeks, but rest assured I am fine. My last post was just before we headed South to Tennessee to visit with Jenni's family. We drove through a few rain storms and a couple of thunder storms to get to Tennessee's norther border, but once inside the Volunteer state we had wonderful weather. Since it was the 4th of July we stopped as Sad Sam's Fireworks outlet and BP station just 9 miles into TN. I walked Blind Charlie while Jenni was in buying about a C notes worth of boom sticks and flashy fire-flowers. I stopped on a hill to take the Sad Sam picture and Charlie took the opportunity to tumble down into a culvert as I was snapping the shot. He was not hurt, but I felt bad about his poor sightless tumble in a strange land.
On the way to Springfield via SR 25 I snapped the pastoral scene of the farm. The dark clouds overhead were heading away from us and the drive was just swell, nifty and keen.
Springfield is where Jenni and I tied our knot together 24 years and 5 months ago. Some 35 miles South and West later we were at Jenni's sister Laura and her husband David's home, where we stayed for two and a half days. That is where I shot the fireworks montagephoto.

It was a great trip and a restful end of a week that started with the tiring floor project.
I'll have more next time I am up at 2:00 AM Soma-posting. Time to rub my tired snake slit eyes and try to doze for about 4 hours.
Chuck Pace ©2008