This morning I was outside trying to take a photo of the tower they (I do not know who they is - but they do install towers) - could be for cell phones - my dream - high speed internet - who knows.
I could not find any information on the installation, why it was being installed, I only thought - well take a photo and send it on out to the seasonal neighbor.
Upon trying to take the photo, well - I did not have my magnifiers with me. I hit some button - said to myself ...camera god - help me. What do you think I hear....John Prine.
Oh my word, I am hearing hand clappin', toe tappin' - seeing my recorded video - whatever going up and down, hear my hands a clappin'. Then, holy smucksville, I remember ~ it is John Prine, Vancouver.
I sat a spell, and hit that button five times. I clapped along right with the folks there ~ only this time I am mountain side. I got up and danced, I did the Paradise Wave, I laughed and giggled and as always Prined.
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John Prine Drawing
John Prine as drawn by my great nephew, Brayden. Ain't it cool. Talented young man he is, 14 years old, and loves to draw. B...
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John Prine as drawn by my great nephew, Brayden. Ain't it cool. Talented young man he is, 14 years old, and loves to draw. B... -
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