Think, think, think

Drive By Shooting from Oregon. Loved the gold colors!

Okay. Home from vacation, finished with the youth fair. Not sure I'm fully recovered, but I'm forcing myself to put on my thinking cap and dole out some thinking awards.

First off, though, I want to thank Dorothy (no, that's Kahshe Cottager), RoseMary and Sue for dumping...er, graciously thinking of me and giving me that lovely award! No, really, I'm just joking about the dumping part. I really do appreciate that you thought of me. I was just so overwhelmed by getting two in one day, the a third the next...and I knew I'd have to start thinking. Thinking scares me. But...thinking is what I've done. And here are the first five Thinking Blogger's I'm graciously handing this award to!

Granny Miller: Granny Miller always makes me think when I visit her blog. Her thoughts can be very thought provoking, she writes poetically, and today she's showing everyone how to make butter. The butter sealed the thinking award deal, as she got me thinking I needed a cream separator to make butter with.

Dixie: Dixie popped on over here after seeing a comment I'd left for Slick. I don't recall how I found Slick, but I'm glad Dixie found me! Dixie, without knowing it, I suspect, has reminded me of God's incredible grace. Dixie also reminds me that we're all a bunch of jagged, sharp rocks thrown into tumblers to get smooth. Currently, she's in a tiny tumbler with one particularly sharp rock. Honey, I feel for you, I really do! You're in my prayers and I know you'll come through, all nice and polished and pretty!

Dan: Dan has a Blah-Blah-Blog. Dan makes me laugh. Not booger laughs, but he's so danged clever! Loved his video of doing taxes. But what Dan makes me think of most is cemeteries. And why is that? Well, Dan posted to my cemetery blog before he posted to anything else around here, saying he also enjoyed them and had photos of them. I cannot for the life of me find those photos of Dan's. I keep hunting through his photo albums, but so far no cemeteries. But hey, half the fun of cemeteries is in the search, right?

Vicki: The first time I visited Vicki's blog, I was taken~no, swallowed~by the photo in her header. A fence with a bit of horsey hair stuck on it. Yes, it swallowed me whole. I'm sure City Boy would barely have noticed it, but you know, right then and there I was certain Vicki was destined to be a friend. I hadn't even read a single word she'd said! Headers are very telling. Vicki has a new header now, and I think it's booger worthy. I swear I snorted boogers when I came home from vacation and read her new header.

Jocelyn: This is a funny lady. She should have won Diesel's recent caption contest. She's already got a thinking blogger award, but I need to pass the buck here, and Jocelyn, you're getting it. But you so deserve it. Why? Because you've made me think that perhaps the Booger Award ought to merge with the Thinking Award, and we'd have a Thinking Booger Award. Sounds like a match made in...um...well... Sorry, can't think of where it's made. I'm all thunk out.

And that, dearies, is it for my first round of Thinkers. Five down, ten to go. But not today. And not tomorrow, either. Because we've got funner stuffs to do, right? Right. Like manipulate photos so they appear different than they really are.

Do ghosts have shadows?

I think you could easily say I've become a little obsessed with this horse! I think I may need him just for the photographic opportunities alone!

What were you thinking???

The barn at Berthusen Park

Enough of this nonsense...really! First I find that Kahshe Cottager has tossed one of those Thinking Blogger things my way. I was honored...but confused. When do I think? Not often, if I can avoid it. Thinking can be stressful. But then...then it gets followed up by RoseMary sending a second one my way, and on the very same day!

And I just need to know...WHAT were you ladies thinking?

Just to set the record straight, I have a long history of not thinking. It began as a child. I recall my mother often saying to me, "What were you thinking?" And my reply would be.... .....or something equally as profound.

City Boy often times will be rambling on and on about something around here, and then I'll hear him say, "What do you think?" Huh? What? I was supposed to be thinking? I forgot. Could you repeat the question?

Cleary, thinking is not my strong point. Yet two of you numbskulls went and handed me something that eludes to the (non)fact that when someone visits here, they're visiting someone who thinks. And to make matters worse, I've got to find five more bloggers who think. No, wait...I've got two awards, which means I've got to be finding ten thinking bloggers. This will take a great deal of thought, something I'm not sure I'm ready for. Thought confuses me. It befuddles me. It hurts to think.

And you know what? I’m not going to do it. At least not right away. Hey! I’ve got a vacation to take! You can’t expect a person to think while they’re on vacation, can you?

By this time tomorrow, we’ll be on the road to Oregon. I’ll be posting updates for you along the way; City Boy has installed Adobe onto the laptop so it’s good to go as far as getting my photos resized and online for you. Hopefully we’ll find something interesting to take pictures of, or you’ll be stuck with (more) videos of me!

Before I go, I’m going to share a couple photos from the other day. After leaving the cemetery with Lanky, we went to Berthusen Park. It’s another one of those old homesteads that has been donated to the parks department. My cousin and his wife manage it and are lucky enough to actually live there! Of course, living on a homestead has it's disadvantages...

One more thing before I wander thoughtlessly off for the day: I’ve added a link here where you can subscribe to my blog. This will ensure you get my thoughtless drivel in your email each time I post something. Which really you probably don’t need, but if your brain is like mine, it may forget to check in. And you wouldn’t want to miss out on our little vacation, would you?