And then, there's Frank Zappa again, lol. He was a highly intelligent and very strange fellow. He very well could have known the origin of poodle doo, lol. I'm not about to post those lyrics, though. We're still in prime time, the chilluns, don'tcha know.
Maybe we’ll have to start it up again in the morning! I was sposed to be babysitting the 3yo gbaby while the other adults watched a scary movie. I ended up falling asleep. Guess who’s still running around wide open? LOL
I tried to find the down east version of Twas the night before, but I’m not awake enough!
Love to talk to you more. Daddy’s people were from western NC and then eastern Kentucky—Hazzard County. And yeah, I know there’s no such county! Smiths and Coombs and Fields
On a completely different topic—a friend called me this summer. I manage the greenhouse and am general gopher and do everything else :) at a local garden center. He had gotten his hands on some tobacco seed—found in a pottery jar in a cave—in Kentucky. The jar was dated to 2000 yo. He wanted me to plant some. Curiosity, and all that. I did. Planted it on a Sat afternoon. It was up Mon morning. It got about 2 feet tall, with very small leaves. We let it go, and in about 6 weeks it started blooming. The blooms were chartreuse. The local Cherokee tribe in Kentucky has dibs and doesn’t want any info released. I understand, but as a writer and a gardener, I’m chomping at the bit. It was still really cool to take part. Everything just fell together. We’re going to try and save some seed, but our cool rainy fall didn’t do the plants any favors. I still have a little of the original seed. :) We’re going to plant some more in the spring and see how it does in the right season.