GROWING

 The Legado Project, which I told you about earlier this month (click here) continues to grow in the heart of Prescott Valley.

I took this photo yesterday through my rainy car windshield.

Once again we had heavy rain and occasional hail.

And a power outage in the evening that Judy says lasted a couple of hours.

I've been busy re-setting clocks this morning.

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

Well here it is Friday, time for some amusement, and it's going to be hard to top that Paul Newman story from yesterday.

But mine is not to court delay but proudly rather to leap into the fray.

Yeah, I know.

I blew the iambic pentameter in that one but here we go anyway.

Well that's all for your period of amusement or bemusement or mild hilarity or whatever.

Now let's all have a wonderful weekend.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty .  . .

( . . . y'know our cat is kinda like this . . . )

BLUE EYES

 I've heard this story before but I want to thank a blogger friend, Kate Mura, for posting it once again on Facebook.

A Michigan woman and her family were vacationing in a small New England town where Paul Newman and his family often visited.

One Sunday morning, the woman got up early to take a long walk. After a brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone.

She hopped in the car, drove to the center of the village and went straight to the combination bakery/ice cream parlor. There was only one other patron in the store: Paul Newman, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee.

The woman's heart skipped a beat as her eyes made contact with those famous baby-blue eyes. The actor nodded graciously and the star struck woman smiled demurely. 

Pull yourself together! She chides herself. You're a happily married woman with three children, you're forty-five years old, not a teenager!

The clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice cream cone in one hand and her change in the other. Then she went out the door, avoiding even a glance in Paul Newman's direction.

When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change but her other hand was empty. Where's my ice cream cone? Did I leave it in the store? Back into the shop she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk's hand or in a holder on the counter or something! No ice cream cone was in sight.

With that, she happened to look over at Paul Newman. His face broke into his familiar, warm, friendly grin and he said to the woman, "You put it in your purse."

CAN THIS MAN REALLY BE 80?

 

Sir Mick Jagger celebrated his birthday yesterday!

FIRE AND RAIN

Regrettably once again it is fire season in Arizona.

Two fires are burning in the mountains to the northeast of us here in Prescott Valley.

The Racetrack Fire, to the right and a little over 20 miles from our community, has forced evacuation of some residents in the small town of Cherry.

Meanwhile the Grapevine Fire, to the left, has forced evacuation of residents of White Horse Ranch.

Both fires are believed to be lightning caused and more rainy weather, which can produce lightning, is forecast in the immediate future.

SUNDAY GRAVY

 I made a big batch of Sunday Gravy yesterday.

This isn't a photo of it but it resembles it.

Now I know what you're thinkin'.

That doesn't look like gravy.

And that proves to me that you're not Italian.

Italian-American, to be exact.

Now this recipe isn't exactly Sunday Gravy because it doesn't have several kinds of meat in it, as traditional recipes do.

It's just a ground beef pasta sauce that includes onion and peppers and garlic and basil and tomatoes and tomato sauce and tomato paste and salt and pepper and a slash of red wine, simmered on the stove top for an hour or two.

Gadfrey!

Now I'm hungry again.

But the name Sunday Gravy came about because Italian nonnas (grandmothers) used to fix it after mass on Sundays, filling their houses with wonderful aromas.

Mine was delicious, served over some rainbow rotini yesterday.

This is sorta what our skies have been looking like this morning as promising thunder has been rumbling.

But so far, we've had no rain here today.

The last two storms to come through my part of town have been pretty violent, with tons of rain and high winds.

The drainage ditch alongside the street in front of the house has been running bankfull a couple of times.

We need the rain but a gentler downpour would be appreciated.

And that's how my week is starting.

What's new at your place?

BUT IS IT ART?

The BIAD (Beautiful Impoverished Artist Daughter) has been working on a project that she has brought to fruition.

She says it is a pedestal that could be used for a gazing ball.

Or maybe a birdbath.

Or a sculpture.

Or whatever you want to display for you and the world to see.

At any rate, here it is.

She says she's thinking of calling it Unicorn Puke.

I think a nicer name might be appropriate.

Do you have one?