So The Other Niece from Memphis and I were motoring back toward I40 after a visit to the fresh water pearl facility on the Tennessee River. More about that later. In any event, as we cruised along & I scanned the countryside for photo ops, we passed a one-truck volunteer fire department, with a wonderful picture on the side of the vehicle.
Time to stop and admire. And click. And take a close look at yesterday's truck, mouldering in the grass.
(Sorry about the picture sizes, guys -- I'm working on an Alien Computer, complete to a Secret, Hidden Photo Edit Program. Maybe I can correct the pix tonight after the Mississippi side wheeler excursion.)
Even as we turned to leave the volunteer fire department drive, the dog showed up, barking loudly. He danced to the right of the Toyota, he danced to the left of the Toyota and, most manly of him, he danced in front of the Toyota. This drill continued until we were well out on the highway, with an angry driver behind us honking, loudly. At last the attack dog gave up. We could have killed him several times over. But he was manly, that animal. Dumb dog!
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cool truck! glad to see the trip is providing lots of photos. :)
Sounds like an interesting trip. Hope your having fun.
You've got material for several dozen blog posts!
I can't wait to read them all.
~Anon in AV
Isn't there a rock era song, "Walking in Memphis"?? An appropriate temporary name for the blog. Verdad??
Hermano
tombo -- I'm so relieved to be communicado again; I felt as though I had lost an appendage! And, yes, the truck was a great one. ONfM & I also did coverage of a truck stop or two, BTW.
steve -- I'm having a glorious time. I have wonderful extended family -- and the (divorced) sister-in-law is a fabulous hostess. Today we had a chipmunk in for breakfast.
anon av -- you"re so right. I downloaded my camera a couple of nights ago and had over 1000 pictures! Not that many separate, distinct picture-ideas, of course, nor that many in focus.
bro -- wasn't it a "Rainy Day in Memphis"?
1000 photos? Oh my god, how do you narrow that search (for potential blog material)?
If I shoot over 100, it adds an hour to my post time, just wading thru them.
I have found that photos tell their own stories tho, and they are generally more truthful than my own...
You are an amazing woman, keep it up.
Mark, a new reader.
arty -- welcome! my secret to handling all those pix is to make subject matter folders & periodically cull my HUGE iPhoto library to put pix in their right pockets, which are then sitting there for an appropriate blog. However, you're right, it can take a lot of time just reviewing the library, which is stuffed & I don't quite know how to deal with the program in smaller segments...
1000!!!! What a camera you must have!
And what a *welcoming* doggie, was he. :-( Well, I suppose he had a job to do and he tried to do it. ,-)
Mari-Nanci
Photos-City-Mine
Please don't blame the dog. It takes the right kind of owner to handle a dog like that, and not all dogs are lucky enough to have gotten one.
Nah,"Rainy Night in Georgia"
Hermano
SnS -- 3 gigs I've done!
boonie -- tis true; I'm sure that he was trained to be an unpleasant guard dog, in the back-country style.
bro -- right you are. Wrong state. But, since you are so smart, what's the Memphis song?
Looks like you are having a great trip Granny J.
I have posted a decorated van, took the pics specially for you to see! Plus I thought is pretty special myself.
Yup, there is a song called "Walking in Memphis" by Mark Cohn.
So happy to see a post. A day without Granny J is...you know...a gaping hole in my day.
Don"t ya just love them hound dogs! A lat of bark and maybe bite too.
meggie -- I took a look at that van; it is beau-ti-ful!
qd -- I think I'm almost back up to speed now that I'm home...
jules -- all the folk in Memphis insisted upon calling the animal a pit bull, but I really don't know if he's anything more than a Southrin hounddog.
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