Maggie's Farm

--is a one chuck HALF a set of nun chucks, or an infinite number of them?

anyway, that condition of my scythe, that's strictly a darkroom effect --there's no rust, i use it all the time. Except for short sleep & eat breaks.

--well first, TC, somebody's gonna have to step out onto that rump bridge and tell me what's down there. My advice was contingent upon guesswork --shallow slow-moving water with a rocky bottom. No, not my ex --the creek, the creek!

--you know, time is so limited and there's so much good stuff on the net, that one forms habits and rarely steps outside of them --like Vander Leun's site --it's so good it's dangerous, if you're in a death match with Hypoxilon, as i am, over a little grove of hardwoods along the Devil's Backbone.

But i happened by a litte earlier, and --that guy has been on a tear (man, how i dislike them heteronyms --ok, not the salty drop of eye water, tho it may come to that as you will see, but the ripping of something --whole cloth, say --'tear') ever since July 01, especially.

You being of high sensibility about cultures of nations, and with that 'near abroad' and friendly take on USA, you orta peruse that eight-day run, but for sure at least this July 4th prayer-like homage to the --well, sublime place that raises folks' spirits, even in elegy.

"How Beautiful We Were"

I wish it was a matter of draw-knifing --t'ain't --it's a matter of Echo 400 the easy-start best chainsaw value in the world. And the pity of stately old oaks crashing to the ground. drought. The frigging El Nino. Joe Bastardi knows whats going on. That's why they fired him from the Weather Channel. But you can still find the honest little feller at 'weather bell' --just search a tij.

--rope and rustic furniture, that reminds me, when you head out to build a spring-pole lathe, you have everything you need for a hammock.

Don't Build the Hammock first!

--i'd have to say, flood. Sets up running room for the next season, instead of needing catch-up to start even.

Mercy sakes --Ma Nature --and then there's that runaway petro tanker train. That one makes a feller wonder.

http://www.history.co.uk/explore-history/ww2/eastern-front/video.html?bctid=68921693001&Russian-partisans

''Internet Explorer cannot display the webpage", Bill. So i put the URL into search and just below the CNN page (which IE8 still wouldn't open) is this:

http://watchermeet-up.forumotion.com/t2696-canadian-oil-evidence-of-tampering

Trains are defenseless. The tracks are impossible to guard except at spots. What happened in occupied Russia 1941-1944 was, the Germans eventually had whole divisions dedicated to ''taking reprisals'' against civilians in the area of partisan attacks on supply trains. They just started hanging villagers, with signs tied to the left-dangling bodies ''partisan outlaw'' --the idea being that surely the locals knew of the partisans hiding in the area, and did nothing to warn the 'authorities' of sabotaged train tracks.

Long/short, a lot of things have to go wrong with diplomacy for a long time before such horror can start its inevitability-sequencing.

That's why in inverted diplomacy, stupid is as good as subversive, and is even better because no one can prove it was deliberate.

Here's a link from that 'watcher meetup' link --it's a Daily Mail compendium of various news agency photos. The pix really knock you over. Cops say, someone 'released' the locked up train, and it rolled downhill into town. Check out the aerial pic with the red brick church just adjacent the burned out blocks. It looks like the church stopped the fire --wow --gettin' Biblical around here --

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2357828/Lac-Megantic-Death-toll-rises-5-massive-STILL-burning-day-unmanned-train-carrying-oil-derailed-exploded-Quebec-town.html#ixzz2YYqD07Kj

"Scythe" has got to be right up there with 'gurgle', 'explode' and 'slither' in the top echelon of the onomatopoeia --

I don't think so --Hyperbole --the sound of the word --would have to be tagged somehow to something done by the thing the word refers to.

Like, what sound do you make when a mosquito flies into your windpipe? "Gag!"

When you "chug-a-lug" a beer?

"whir" -- "whif" --"wheeze" --"zoom" --"giggle" --"snort" --"stretch" (streeeeetch) --"spit" --"split" (actually splits a face, between the p and the t). Never notices until just now haow many of 'em are 'w' and 's' starts --wonder why --have to ask King Alfred if i ever meet him back thar beyond the great beyond

oops --i had meant to say something about Quebec and the train disaster. i guess it was just to echo what you said about the effect on the folks in the zone --i guess i was gonna say that that photo essay in the Daily Mail says the same thing you said --proper peaceful little burg, clean as a whistle and neat as a pin, older town but aging very gracefully, it's easy to see what sort of folks populate the area. Then out of the blue sky, a nuclear-esque blast, and 50 missing townsfolk --

As i repeat myself, that photo essay is one piece of work --