So I put together Pin Worthy post featuring some of my favorite Pinterest pins. Then, a glitch. When I went to save my graphic, lines running through things.
Bummer.
I'll be trying to figure out what the heck is going on for tomorrow's post, but for now.
This.....................a break from the work in front of you.
The 'so called Blue Moon' this week. I call it so called, because there was a definition I'd never heard of which says, that if a season has four full moons, the third is a full moon. The only definition I'd known before was the second full moon in a month. But who am I to argue.
It was pretty. And it wasn't really blue. It was pink.
I caught it setting over the field yesterday morning.
and last night.............
Sunset Meadows
Better?
Now, back to our regularly scheduled work load.
I do hope you enjoy the day. It's a summer hot one here. Pool later. For sure.
The response to my Neil Armstrong post keeps coming. I love that so many of us remember it. It's good for us to talk about it and rememnicse so that those who don't remember it know just what a monumental moment in our history it was.
My father sent me this story (source Urban Legends and my father's memory) this morning and it was too funny not to share. Apparently Mr. Armstrong had a pretty good sense of humor in addition to everything else he had going for him.
"When Apollo Mission Astronaut Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon, he not only gave his famous "one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind" statement but followed it by several remarks, usual communication traffic between him, the other astronauts and Mission Control. Just before he re-entered the lander, however, he made this remark 'Good luck Mr.Gorsky'.
Many people at NASA thought it was a casual remark concerning some rival Soviet Cosmonaut. However, upon checking, there was no Gorsky in either the Russian or American space programs. Over the years many people questioned Armstrong as to what the "Good luck Mr. Gorsky" statement meant, but Armstrong always just smiled.
On July 5, 1995 in Tampa Bay FL, while answering questions following a speech, a reporter brought up the 26 year old question to Armstrong. This time he finally responded. Mr. Gorsky had finally died and so Neil Armstrong felt he could answer the question.
When he was a kid, he was playing baseball with a friend in the backyard.His friend hit a fly ball, which landed in the front of his neighbor's bedroom windows. His neighbors were Mr. & Mrs. Gorsky.
As he leaned down to pick up the ball, young Armstrong heard Mrs.Gorsky shouting at Mr. Gorsky. "Sex! You want sex?! You'll get sex when the kid next door walks on the moon!"
It's just too much, that amidst everything else that Armstrong had to remember that day to land safely, he remembered this moment in time from his childhood and gave Mr. Gorsky a nod.
Speaking of the moon again...did you catch sight of the Blue Moon? It's big and full and bright.
Work at the desk today. I'm designing and email campaign and working on a brochure design. Then of course the obligatory pool time with our Dublin visitors. Oh how I wish I'd had a camera in my hand for the moment my brother in law plopped my godson in the pool water yesterday. The expression on his face was priceless. Tonight we'll probably be out at the campfire. Maybe we'll even roast a marshmallow or two.
Freeform Friday
Well, this was an easy pick given what we've been talking about this week on the Muse and what's happening. Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba Dang, dang, dang, dang Dang, da, ding, dong Blue moon blue blue moon.
This weekend we finally got to have a campfire out back. We were so happy about the Friday night campfire, we had another one Saturday night. You see, we've been waiting and waiting after a very dry Winter and a pretty darn dry Spring (as far as Spring goes). Then when it seemed the rain gods had showered on us and we'd be set to have a campfire, the winds came in and stopped that idea in its tracks. It's been a long time coming, especially for Gar and I, who like nothing better than to sit out back around the campfire.
Saturday night as we enjoyed the campfire on a beautiful night, the SuperMoon was rising. The shots I was able to get don't capture the huge size of the Moon, but it sure had a pretty glow to it peeking through the pines and oak.
Sunday we were blessed with another day with sunshine. There were butterflies all over the place. They were going crazy over the lilacs. Really crazy. Garrett, neighborhoodlum Gerry and I decided that there may have been a little intoxication happening from the lilac-fest because after they finished their share of lilac nectar, they kept running into the house. It was quite a site.
You may think this photograph is upside down, but it was in fact the butterfly that was upside down. And yes, it is a butterfly, not a moth.
I've come to learn after a little internet search that this is the Eastern Comma. They are part of a group of butterflies commonly known as "anglewings," because they have sharply angled wings. Something you can't see here is that when the Easter Comma is at rest and its wings are folded up, the underside looks like a dead leaf or bark. Pretty neat camoflage.
Hopefully they've recovered from the lilac nectar.
Sunset Meadows
Sunday evening brought a lovely sunset and end to the weekend. The sunset I love, the end of another weekend not-so-much.
The good news is, it's Tuesday already................hope yours is going wonderfully in your corner of the world. I'm here at my desk, checking things off the list and that always makes for a good day.
