http://joelgillespie.com Gardening, Photography, Tutoring, Simple Webs, and More Tue, 06 Sep 2011 14:04:14 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 http://joelgillespie.com/2011/09/06/september/#comment-63 Carol Witzell Tue, 06 Sep 2011 14:04:14 +0000 http://joelgillespie.com/?p=275#comment-63 Isn't it funny how some words DO just seem to have a special flavor as they roll off of your tongue? I have a whole list of words that I like to employ just because I like the way they taste! I too, love September and the fall season. I like it's crackle, it's color....so many things. I eagerly await the night the temps dip into the 50s so I can have a fire. Actually, I have been known to jump the gun and have a fire when it's just in the 60s, and actually run the ac at the same time! In my opinion, there is nothing quite like a good fire at night or on a rainy day! I even liked the first couple of weeks of school....new pencils, blank notebooks, rulers...the anticipation of the State Fair and Fiske french fries and the Saturday horsehows and the old midway, with it's sawdust covered ground and the colorful, intoxicating posters surrounding the fairground....the hawkers, the freak shows (that I was always dying to look at, and my father was always grabbing me firmly by the arm and pulling me away!)It never ceased to amaze me that the weather ALWAYS turned cold the week of the fair, and I have quite a few memories of walking around with cotton candy, not paying attention to where I was going, and bumping into someone, and coming away with lint from their coat stuck to my cotton candy! Daddy would pull the offending section of sugary fluff off of the cone, and I would happily continue eating, none the worse for wear! I lived close enough to walk to Brockman Elementary School, and I loved nothing more than to step on leaves, delighting in their satisfying crunchy sound. I dilly-dallied many a morning on my way to school looking for just the right leaves to step on! I could go on forever, but I won't. Thanks for sharing your thoughts of September, and bringing up some happy memories to me! Isn’t it funny how some words DO just seem to have a special flavor as they roll off of your tongue? I have a whole list of words that I like to employ just because I like the way they taste! I too, love September and the fall season. I like it’s crackle, it’s color….so many things. I eagerly await the night the temps dip into the 50s so I can have a fire. Actually, I have been known to jump the gun and have a fire when it’s just in the 60s, and actually run the ac at the same time! In my opinion, there is nothing quite like a good fire at night or on a rainy day! I even liked the first couple of weeks of school….new pencils, blank notebooks, rulers…the anticipation of the State Fair and Fiske french fries and the Saturday horsehows and the old midway, with it’s sawdust covered ground and the colorful, intoxicating posters surrounding the fairground….the hawkers, the freak shows (that I was always dying to look at, and my father was always grabbing me firmly by the arm and pulling me away!)It never ceased to amaze me that the weather ALWAYS turned cold the week of the fair, and I have quite a few memories of walking around with cotton candy, not paying attention to where I was going, and bumping into someone, and coming away with lint from their coat stuck to my cotton candy! Daddy would pull the offending section of sugary fluff off of the cone, and I would happily continue eating, none the worse for wear! I lived close enough to walk to Brockman Elementary School, and I loved nothing more than to step on leaves, delighting in their satisfying crunchy sound. I dilly-dallied many a morning on my way to school looking for just the right leaves to step on! I could go on forever, but I won’t. Thanks for sharing your thoughts of September, and bringing up some happy memories to me!

]]> http://joelgillespie.com/2011/01/12/tea-olive/#comment-62 Annie Fri, 08 Jul 2011 00:21:56 +0000 http://joelgillespie.com/?p=160#comment-62 love this....there is one on my walk each morning and it steals every thought when I pass it. love this….there is one on my walk each morning and it steals every thought when I pass it.

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