Saturday, my Saturday

Ahhh. I wait all week for this day. And it hasn't disappointed me. A nice sunny Saturday afternoon, looks about like this picture. What you're looking at here is Alberta, Canada(en route to Calgary)in July of 1985. But, despite the fact that it's in a different country almost 22 years ago, a pretty similar day.

I might just start posting pictures with every blog-well, until I run out of pictures anyway. Not much to impart on this here blog, just enjoying a nice peaceful afternoon. The sun is shining, the birds are singing and otherwise it's nice and quiet, a sonic landscape unsullied by the sound of lawn mowers and/or boomboxes. Well actually the boomboxes don't last long here, as someone will say something sooner or later. But the lawnmowers are a condoned sound and one I usually hear on Saturdays. Man, even the dogs are quiet today.

Hmm, maybe they're all at a meeting. I can see them all in a room over at the high-rise near my house, right where we vote, all the dogs sitting on the floor and the people with their lawnmowers. Since I'm not hearing them this afternoon it would stand to reason(wouldn't it?!)that they're all congregated someplace.

Wow, that's almost like a bodysnatchers theme. The dogs are transmitting an interplanetary code in their 'communal barking', and the lawnmowers are infiltrating our atmosphere with the fumes.

Well, for whatever reason, it's quiet this afternoon. Actually the only noise going on is my chattering here, so for now I'll adjourn. Hope you're having a nice afternoon or whenever-you're-reading-this, whether you're from central Illinois USA or Alberta Canada or any points between.