Monday, May 30, 2016

Memorial Day 2016

"Sleep, comrades, sleep and rest
On this Field of the Grounded Arms,
Where foes no more molest,
Nor sentry's shot alarms!

Ye have slept on the ground before,
And started to your feet
At the cannon's sudden roar,
Or the drum's redoubling beat.

But in this camp of Death
No sound your slumber breaks;
Here is no fevered breath,
No wound that bleeds and aches.

All is repose and peace,
Untrampled lies the sod;
The shouts of battle cease,
It is the Truce of God!

Rest, comrades, rest and sleep!
The thoughts of men shall be
As sentinels to keep
Your rest from danger free.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 – 1882)

Friday, May 06, 2016

The Things One Sees

I was at Cabela's , AKA Walley World for Hunters, with my husband a couple of weeks ago.  He wanted to stop there after a trip to Denver. While he shopped I wandered around the aisles and at one point I had the strangest feeling I was being watched.  I look around but could not see anyone.  I looked up, thinking there might be a camera, and saw this.

Cabela's humor. How droll.

Thursday, May 05, 2016