Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," where we feverishly await Solstice! The fairies are rocking on at warp speed, working wonders!
Thanks to a guy named Guy, this sacred space now includes one of my favorite pictures, a drawing of the old home sod by my awesomely talented Uncle Foggy Johnson! Scroll down and mark June 20, 2005 if you regularly visit my blog and want a little down-home cheer!
Uncle Foggy (Foggy is his real name) still lives on the family farm. He drew the picture a good 50 years ago probably, when he moved to the big city for awhile to work. The city slickers must have teased him about his accent or something, but I'll bet they drew in their breath and decided not to dis him anymore after they saw his artistic impression of the old home place.
You walk up and down hills like that, you're gonna live to be 80, which is what Uncle Foggy is and more. I am honored to be his entree onto the World Wide Web!
ANNE KNOWS HOW TO GET FROM THE HOUSE TO THE PRIVVY
IT'S A MATTER OF WILLPOWER