Whatcha Want?!?

Been raining here, on and off, all day. Kinda fit my grey, somber mood.

There is an old Sailor's ditty:

Red sky at night, sailor's delight
Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning

The quip has a basis in modern understanding of meteorology. We know that the red color is produced as the sunlight reflects off cloud structures forming on the horizon. When sailors see a 'Red Dawn' it is an indication of cumulonimbus clouds-- the thunderstorm-producing type-- building their momentum. Red sunsets denoted storms moving past or away from the boat's position, whilst morning amber foretold an oncoming fury.

The sailors knew their stuff; out early this a.m. barking at that moon, I was privy to a most beautiful red sky.

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Mood improved as the day progressed. Worked w/ one of the people who always makes that scheduled time move easier.
Then was in near giddy delight to be online @ the same time as Ash; we traded comments in time an observer would have sworn was a chat-site.

Any of you followers in need of very high- quality, practical, home-made christ-mass gifts need to visit Ash's' grandmother's site. I'll be sporting one of these hand-crafted beauties in the very near future. Maybe more than one--- seems grandma's prices are a throwback to her own era... Given today's inflative ecnomy, Gods bless all folk like this!

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Hermit asked me the other day what I wanted for christ-mass. Heck, Ive been so busy coping with day-to-day existence that i sincerely had not thought along those lines. Since, however, his inquiry DOES have me brain bent...

Though many may consider them "impersonal" , I am a big fan of gift cards/certificates.

Maybe this stems from my inherent pickiness, but the idea really seems practical all the way around.

Let's say for instance that grandma is putting together a new quilt. SHE knows what fabrics/ patterns/ other materials she needs better than I ever could guess (even after getting a preview of the end result). Wouldn't a gift cert. be so much better than everyone wasting fuel (and having to save receipts etc.) getting the "wrong" stuff in the first place?

I mean, I tell you I want a fishing pole, right? So you waltz in to Academy...

WHOA!

What kind of fishing does Uncle Jim do? Salt water or fresh? Crappie? Gulf Coast flounder?

Welcome to today's marketing world of commercial specialization.

Point is, folks, Hermit knows best what kind of coffee HE prefers. A gift card from/to Starbucks shows the proper seasonal "thought", yet still leaves room for personalization. Best of both worlds...

In general, I am not a big fan of the whole gift-giving rigamarole, but so long as it is a part of modern society, why not give Nanny the option to go shopping for what SHE wants?

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My original plan for this post was to "beg off", to lay up a quote or two and an excuse of tiredness (more REASON,as it is real, than excuse).
Many thanks that the writer's bug picked up, along w/ thanks to those whose influence for stimulating said can be readily seen herein.

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"The journey home is never a direct route; it is, in fact, always circuitous, and somewhere along the way, we discover that the journey is more significant than the destination, and that the people we meet along the way will be traveling companions of our memories forever."

-Nelson DeMille UP COUNTRY

Good Night, Friends...

Cygnus MacLlyr