Monday, November 11, 2019

Foxy and Jimbob find Sleeping Dog Rock

      "Look Foxy girl," said Jimbob "I think the white squirrel is over there!"  Foxy came to alert and twisted around so she could see.
Sure enough, Jimbob's sharp eye had detected the white squirrel scurrying around on the ground looking for hickory nuts.

"I think I see an unusual rock over there too, can you see it girl?" continued Jimbob.

Jimbob and Foxy walked over to the rock to give it a look over, and sure enough if it was seen at a certain angle in the morning sunlight, it appeared to have the shape of a sleeping dog. The rock looked like it was granite and how it was formed would be one of the mysteries of nature.

The two of them spent some time looking of the wonder of the rock shape, and headed back home to recover from the morning's excitement. Jimbob poured himself some ginger ale, and because Foxy had been such a good girl she was treated to a few of the new Bison treats.

Sunday, October 20, 2019

The Wild Cat

      Foxy and I were out looking to see what we could see.

 It was a chilly morning, and we were having a hard time seeing through the patchy fog when Foxy let out one of those low pitched growls from the bottom of her throat. Instantly on alert, my head snapped in the direction that she was looking in and saw this white and black shape materialize in the grass. I raised my camera and to take a few photos and discovered that it was a cat.

A cat in the wild.

That must mean that it's a wild cat, right?
We drove around for some time before heading back to civilization, a snack, and perhaps a nap.
We stopped off at Panera where the nice lady in the drive-through gave Foxy a treat.

After we arrived back home I and warmed up my coffee with my favorite occasional treat.

Sunday, September 29, 2019

Jimbob and Foxy meet Reno

Foxy girl
Reno the traveler
      My trusty companion and  Foxy and I were out taking photographs Sunday morning , and when we made a pit stop at the local travel way station I noticed what appeared to be a long distance traveler and his companion. I walked over and started the conversation not sure knowing what type of response I would get. "Where are you headed to" I asked "what's your story? " "My dog and I travel all over the country, we left from a small town outside of Reno and are headed to a small town in West Virginia. Then were going to the coast," he replied. I took their picture and offered to text it to him.
       After I arrived home I realized that there might be a song there. What follows is the first verse and chorus.
“My pack is on the back wheel and my four leg’s behind the seat"
"We’re traveling to the east Coast according to the mileage post”
“From Reno to the ocean, we’re headed to the coast
According to that marker on the mileage post

Friday, September 20, 2019

Jimbob's morning of Old Men, Haircuts, and Tom T Hall

      Jimbob glanced at his cup holder to make sure his Nikon was ready and shifted the five speed transmission into first gear. His Mustang convertible  is a manual shift, which sometimes was not as user friendly as an automatic but he considered it good aerobic exercise.He was headed out to get his hair cut by his favorite Barberess. As much as he hated to, Foxy girl had to stay at home, but she looked like she would all right for a while.

      "Hey Jimbob, what have you been up to?"  asked his favorite clipper lady. "Mostly five six and no good," he replied. "I did manage to get another song written and produced," continued Jimbob, "Let me play it for you and your other customer to see if it reminds you of Tom T Hall a little bit."
      "I knew Tom T," said the man in the chair "I worked with him at radio stations in Eastern Kentucky." Serendipity was the first word that came to Jimbob's mind, followed up with two other old-time words, Kismet and Karma. Turned out that the man is the chair is Randy Hughes, former station manager of several radio stations including WPRT "Big Mountain Sports" in Prestonberg Ky, and WMOR, "Mix 105" in Morehead Ky.
       Remember now, this story is the somewhat shortened version, and you're not going to hear about all the experiences that Tom T and Randy shared, or how that in those eastern Kentucky mountain towns you don't see the sun before 11am. because of all the mist and low clouds. We'll save some of that for when it comes time for the next haircut.
I did  play one of Tom T's songs for Foxy after I arrived back home, and I believe she enjoyed it.


Friday, September 13, 2019

A Small Donation for the Potcakes

      The potcake dog is a mixed-breed dog type found on several Caribbean islands. Potcakes are truly a remarkable breed of dogs, and make for very smart, loyal and loving pets. They generally grow to between 40 and 55lb usually.Their name comes from the congealed peas and rice mixture that local residents traditionally eat, as the overcooked rice that cakes to the bottom of the pot would be fed to the dogs.
      Foxy and I stopped in this morning to make a small donation from our weekly treat allowance to benefit the Potcakes in the Bahamas. We were pleasantly surprised to have a short meet and greet with Laura Rogers of WBKO.

We wish the best to all the good folks and Potcakes.

Any Beagle, Basset, or Retriever displaced by by the hurricane, contact us for help with a temporary home.


Monday, September 2, 2019

Jimbob and Foxy have Buzzard Luck

      As we turned the corner and drove away from the Osage orange tree, the hair on Foxy’s back turned into a mow hawk and from her throat came the beginnings of a deep voiced growl. 

We had spotted a brown shape that materialized in the brush and grass. At first I thought that we had been fortunate enough to spot one of the elusive coyotes, but upon closer inspection we determined that it was a mixed breed dog.

 A lone mutt.

 We decided to call it a wolf dog and drove on. Further down one of the other back roads we spotted a large Vulture which gave us a sideways look. “Better luck next time,” is what it seemed to be telling us.

Friday, August 30, 2019

Jimbob finds out about The Oak Ridge Boys

      Jimbob took a look at his equipment table and tried to decide if he should go out and take some pictures or work on his songwriting. 

Just then his phone sounded out with the opening strains of "Elvira." letting him know that he had received an email. He knew that the legendary Oak Ridge Boys were coming to town soon and he had been trying to get more information about their concert at SKyPAC.
   Good fortune was with Jimbob once again as he read the email: 
 The Oak Ridge Boys Set To Appear in Bowling Green October 18

The Oak Ridge Boys high-energy show remains the heart and soul of what they do best. This night will feature classic Gospel, Country, and Patriotic music.

Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Nashville Skyline and Other Parts and Pieces

        Nashville Skyline was the ninth studio released by Bob Dylan in late 1969, I first heard what I consider the best song from that album in September of that year. My future wife and I were cruising in my 1964 Chevelle Malibu SS triple white rag top on Division Avenue in Grand Rapids Michigan. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

 Restlessness had set in and I needed to get away even if it was for only part of a day. The chance hearing of Glenn Frey's "You're a Child of the City" didn't help.I was prepared, and this sort of adventure was not one to be put on the calendar for future reference.  I wanted to be a city child for a few hours.

      Just like Granddaddy Elmer taught me, I took care of Foxy girl first. A good walk, fresh cold water, food, and with camera and notebook I was on the road to Nashville before sunrise. The traffic glut at exit 98 on I-65 was the usual slow moving metal snake, but I was able to avoid that by taking the advice of a local backhoe operator at the gas station. Traffic further south was another story. I was with the metal snake for some time.
Nashville Skyline September 9, 2019

The sights downtown and mid town Nashville were exactly what my bored eye needed.
Nashville Skyline September 9, 2019

Nashville Skyline September 9, 2019

Signore Giovanni

A touch of Vegas

My adopted Canadian family

Better than all the sights was the kindness of the worker  ladies  at Gigi's Cupcakes,
the smile form the attendant at Chewy's, great directions from the law student, the quick humor and thumbs up from the sanitation worker, the pleasant conversation with Signore Giovanni, and the impromptu meeting with my newly adopted family from Edmonton Canada.

Bob Dylan's songs no longer come from the AM dial, but I still give him a listen now and then.   

Thursday, August 1, 2019

The Blue Stories Episode Two

  Episode Two

 Jimbob sat down and paged through one of Granddaddy Elmer's journals that he had discovered in Elm's suitcase.
He read on.

It seems like with every step we take my mare and I stir up small dust devils. I have not seen land so dry since the drought of 1896 when I was in New Mexico for my training before being sent to Cuba. To serve in the Signal Corps. Just yesterday when we passed through Moonshine Hollow, the small population had called in a rainmaker medicine man of the Cherokee Nation. If he did not succeed, they were prepared to summon a Dowser to assist with finding underground streams.....

Jimbob had settled himself in at one of the comfortable seating areas at the Staybridge Inn in Bowling Green to enjoy a light breakfast and possibly to unearth a story from one of his fellow travelers. 

He preferred Staybridge for many good-sized reasons and for one seemingly small one. Not only did they offer morning or anytime coffee in take-out cups, but they also had genuine ceramic cups.

 A small thing, but another one of their touches that seemed to say "welcome home."
      As Jimbob was eating his breakfast a fellow traveler sat down across from him With a cup of coffee, glass of orange juice, another of apple juice and complemented by a plateful of scrambled eggs, bacon, three waffles and and fruit bowl the slender man appeared to be on a mission. The two started a conversation about their life callings. The stranger's name was Richard. Richard from Asheville North Carolina.
A drought expert. He was in town for a conference about droughts. As expected, the conversation turned to talk about the weather, in particularly rainfall and droughts.    
     Richard also explained to Jimbob what a rain shadow is. A rain shadow would be on the opposite side of a mountain ridge that the wind is blowing from, the leeward side. The one side would get the rain and the opposite none, in effect causing what is known as a rain shadow. A rain dance or dowsing was not going to help that situation at all.