Thursday, May 29, 2025

Thursday This, That; TBT

 




We've got cotton. 

It's on the ground, it's in the air and it's everywhere.

With this being just the start of the cottonwood storm season, it will be tracked into the house, and it will stick to the carpet. 

So, I'll be mowing cotton outside and vacuuming it inside. 

Heck, we haven't even gotten past the pine pollen gusts, and now comes the cotton to tickle our noses. 

Soon this year's edition of white clover will start showing up in the lawn where dandelions once dominated. 

With spring comes a lot of beauty but there are also the nuisances too. 

Some aspects of seasons never change so we just have to grin and bear it. 

Along with the cotton, the first roses of the year have popped open. 

Along the front of the Meserve Preserve, gorgeous wine-colored roses have started to appear while at the end of our driveway, I saw and smelled several fragrant white roses this morning. 

So, when I get mad at the cotton mess, I'll just go to those bushes and smell the roses.  Nice to have the option.    







Today is the birthday of President John F. Kennedy. He would have been 108 years old.
  




Although he's been gone for 62 years, some of us still remember vividly and longingly his eloquence and his hope for America.

My older brother Mike has been tinkering with AI lately and, last night, sent me a summary of what he found when he asked for a perspective on me.  It was actually pretty nice. 

With that in mind, I decided to ask my Meta AI what thoughts JFK would probably express about our nation at this time. 

Here's what Meta said:   
















Thursday Throwbacks . . . . random picks from my photo collection.  Times, places, pets and people with love. Enjoy.
 





My Grandmother Lily. 




















Above and below:  all members of the Sandpoint High Class of 1982, just at different times in their lives. 



Cuz'n Rich tries fly fishing up the Pack. 











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