Welcome to Woodbury

I don't watch it but I'm told quite a few people do. Today's post is a collection of shots from Woodbury, Georgia. A little TV show called The Walking Dead is filmed here and in the outskirts. I tried to get into it, a few times just to keep up with every member of the family who go nuts over each episode. But, sadly or happily, I don't get it and have finally abandoned even the try. Because of this I get to play with Norah on the Sunday nights it airs. Fine with me.

Like I said, I couldn't give two hoots (or even one) for the show, but the current Mrs. Blythe does. She is the author of these shots and I heard a certain kind of sound as we were traveling these roads and something looked close to one of the scenes of the show.

As she was out taking some of the railroad shots, and I was in the car patiently waiting, she returned and showed me this flattened penny sitting on one of the rails she spotted. I have no idea how fresh this is - it could possibly have been there a long time. It is one of the small ironies that we run into every once in a while - someone wanted a train to sqish this penny, and then they didn't wait to retrieve it. And it sat on that rail - until someone randomely came along and saw it. Kind of amazing. But I still don't like the show.

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Summer Swim

It's Monday and the start of another work week. Except for me. I have the week off because the parents of my daycare charges are taking the week off, too. This is one of those wordless posts I love on Mondays so I can put my laziness in full view of loyal readers. These pics need no words. Why muddy the waters? They were taken at the pool at Sinkhole Estates aka Death Valley. The nice thing about this pool is it is heated in winter. If one must find positives in one's situation, I suppose that is one. But, please, no more.

Re-opening Was A Hoax

Flashback Friday

Class, Or Lack Thereof The Dwight Vice gravestone in Oquawka, Illinois. I bring this old chestnut out every so often just to remind me that class is classless. Dwight Vice was killed in his home near Oquawka in 2001. It was one of those things that can generate crime: two guys thought Dwight had a lot of money stashed at home because of his pot-selling sideline to supplement his fishing job. Not really one of those big drug deals gone-bad things. Marijuana was, according to the trial, about the only stuff Dwight sold. But these two guys barge into the house and killed Dwight and attempted to kill his 11 year old kid, Darryl, before they took off with what money they could find. His son, now 23, was stabbed in the back and left for dead. He survived and is wheelchair bound and has undergone several surgeries to repair his wounds. He will be paralyzed for life. None of this is pleasant. Reading the facts of the murder and attempted murder are most unpleasant

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