July 17th, 2013


The Pearly Crescent, Cahokia Mounds, 140713

What lovely common names butterflies do have! Amy Witt's mother, Linda Witt, helped me id this little beauty that I followed for a while, forsaking the ancient civilization at Cahokia Mounds.

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I was able to get only one shot of two together:


Colours, and KTB


Me: "What's the colour of the spinach?"

KTB: "Gween!"

Me: "What's the colour of the curd rice?"

KTB: "White!

Me: "What's the colour of the cherries?"

KTB: "Wed!"

Me: "What's the colour of your dress?" (wondering what she'd say...)

KTB: "Beautiful!"

Children will always say something original!

Well, she certainly had a lip-smacking dinner, as you can see...


Here she is, counting in Spanish...

Just after I stopped the video, she added, "And then you say, 'Adios!'..."

My very own GPS

Perhaps a little sexist...but I still liked it!

I have a little GPS
I've had it all my life
It’s better than the normal ones
My GPS is my wife

It gives me full instructions
Especially how to drive
"It's thirty miles an hour", it says
"You're doing thirty five"

It tells me when to stop and start
And when to use the brake
And tells me that it's never ever
Safe to overtake

It tells me when a light is red
And when it goes to green
It seems to know instinctively
Just when to intervene

It lists the vehicles just in front
And all those to the rear
And taking this into account
It specifies my gear.

I'm sure no other driver
Has so helpful a device
For when we leave and lock the car
It still gives its advice

It fills me up with counseling
Each journey's pretty fraught
So why don't I exchange it
And get a quieter sort?

Ah well, you see, it cleans the house,
Makes sure I'm properly fed,
It washes all my shirts and things
And - keeps me warm in bed!

Despite all these advantages
And my tendency to scoff,
I do wish that once in a while
I could turn the damn thing off.