Wendy, I'm home. Chuck Pace © 2007

Cart after the horses, mowing stuff and der lake.
Well no mater the occasion, the event or the endeavor you are likely to run into a couple of asses. It's just inevitable. Even here in Indiana's Amish country I ran into some this morning on my out to take some scenics for the post. I did happen to get a nice picture of the stagmire water at the lake with oak trees suffering from Oak Gall. Then I turned around and there was the Overlook, er Gastof and I framed a shot with all the gall I could muster there too. So asses and gall. You would think that would put a person off. Not so. It is a lovely day, and soon my friends Ed and Pam are going to be the full-on Sipes' instead of the Damn-near Sipes'. The mini vacation atmosphere here is surreal.

Got any sugar cubes? Hay? Got any gum? Chuck Pace © 2007
Chuck Pace © 2007
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