Once again, I’m joining Noel and his friends in Travel Photo Mondays, this time in small-town southwestern Montana. St. Ignatius was named for the mission church built more than a century ago, and which still stands. Fundraising is currently underway to assist in saving the frescoes painted inside the church. A really beautiful sight. The town also has converted a large, red barn into a playhouse, where various productions are performed.
A few photos, most of the mission.
This week, WordPress has challenged photographers to post images of water. Since I made some images this weekend that fit the theme, it seemed like a good time to share.
Low water at Anderson Ranch Reservoir in Idaho.
Reflection of the Sawtooth Mountains in Little Redfish Lake, Stanley, Idaho, looks like an upside-down watercolor painting.
That’s it for this week. Let’s see your water art!
The other day, I was thinking about pick-up lines; wondering if people still use them, and whether they ever work. Do you have a go-to line to let people know you’re interested?
What is it? Any fun stories of success or rejection?
What pick-up lines have you heard? Did they work? Share your story!
When I was an undergrad (years and years ago), I was in the college cafeteria getting lunch. A young man walked up to me and asked, “Excuse me, do you work out? I couldn’t help but notice the extraordinary muscle tone of your calves.” I was wearing heels, but was also genetically blessed with very large, muscular calves (and if you think mine are impressive, you should see my brother’s!). I blew the guy off, and moments later, another young man approached. “Excuse me, do you wrestle alligators?” We laughed at how silly the other guy was, and I ended up having lunch with him and his group of friends, two of whom have become lifelong friends of mine. I dated the guy briefly, but his weekend habit of wandering to the freshman dorms to “make out” with freshmen seemed counterproductive to any future together.
I still think of that line, however, and remember a simpler time.
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Hubby and I took a four-day weekend, driving through some of Idaho’s more remote locations, to Montana, where we hung out in the Missoula area. The bison and mule deer photos were made at the National Bison Range, north of Missoula. The antelope image was made south of Stanley, Idaho. I do have antelope images from the Bison Range, but I liked this one better.
A couple of rare finds from the bison range:
Bighorn ram, and
A mama black bear and her three cubs.
This is an excursion I would recommend to anyone. It took a couple hours to drive through the range, and if you’re not good at spotting wildlife, just stop where the other cars have stopped, and look in the direction they’re looking. On a cloudy day in October, we encountered five other vehicles. Not especially busy, but I’m not sure we’d have seen the ram without assistance. He was right next to the road!
I wouldn’t normally blog about this, but it really got my goat. I realize that what the audience hears isn’t always what the announcer said, but tonight nearing the end of the Kerri Walsh-Jennings/April Ross volleyball match against the Brazilians Agatha and Barbara, one of the announcers (the play-by-play guy. I’m not even going to pretend I know who any of them are) said (to my ears), that American player, April Ross should “stuff a little shorty in there” because that’s what I heard. I can imagine the hashtags now.
I get that the suggestion was actually that she should try for a short serve, in order to take advantage of her opponents’ deep positioning, but come ON!! With all the criticism the NBC announcers have been subject to this Olympic season, I can’t imagine that tonight’s announcer didn’t think at least halfway through that sentence “That’s a bad idea.” But there was no backtracking or clarification. He just left that proclamation out there. Is it just me? Hello? Bueller? Bueller??
OK, back to your regular blog. I apologize for the interruption.
Photo is a cut and polished rock from the Nyssa, Oregon Thunderegg Days in July. Not related to the post, but some photographic relief.