Friends and Family – Page 3

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Posted on May 2, 2015 by Tim McMurdo

Somewhere between Athens and Winder, GA is a cross roads full of antique stores. There is also this one shop that my father can’t resist. In an old industrial building is a store that is stocked with the kind of junk that Odd Lots turned down. Next to a pallet sized box full of men’s tightie whities you’ll find a shelf full of odd bits of rope and a bin full of rainbow colored canvas tarps.

On this particular trip, dad walked away with some sanding belts and a box of steel wool. Because, no man goes without steel wool and sanding belts. It’s written in the Man Book. Go look it up.

Have a great day.

three of the man

Posted on April 12, 2015 by Tim McMurdo

If you are lucky and didn’t turn out to be a terrible parent, you are rewarded by having a kid that will grow up into a fantastic adult. My son, Josh, is a perfect example. I am very proud of him and the person he has become. He is kind, generous, thoughtful, adventurous, fearless (except for that heights thing), and for all of you young ladies out there, he is single as well.

For me, the best part is that he is wonderful to be around. We might be just hanging out, eating lunch at Willy’s, or out for a day of shooting. He is a good conversationalist and is comfortable talking to people.

Yeah, I am really proud of him.

debbie smiles

Posted on November 30, 2014 by Tim McMurdo

chip off of the old block

Posted on August 31, 2014 by Tim McMurdo

t gets a tat

Posted on June 28, 2014 by Tim McMurdo

Friday night, my sister-in-law got a tattoo. This is her second and the occasion was my first trip to a tattoo parlor.

To her, it was no big deal. She just sat back and relaxed while the artist buzzed away with her needles and ink. What better than to kick back in your favorite kicks? T's biggest worry? "Don't take a picture that shows my bra strap!"

What you can't see, because of the skin irritation is that the tatoo is a gradient of 5 colors from red at the bottom to yellow at the top.

If you recognize the tattoo, tell me what it is in the comments.

Happy Saturday.

Tim

canning asperagus

Posted on May 17, 2014 by Tim McMurdo

The first step in canning asparagus is the welcoming smile.

Followed by the reading of the recepie.

Then more smiling.

welcome smile

Posted on May 11, 2014 by Tim McMurdo

testing the rolling pin

Posted on March 11, 2014 by Tim McMurdo

Turns out that the rolling pin has a crooked handle and just will not do. You can not settle when it comes to your kitchen tools.

home

Posted on May 18, 2013 by Tim McMurdo

Yesterday, I made the trip back from Atlanta. It’s been a wonderfully relaxing week. Plenty of time with my family and son. We told stories and made some new ones that will be used in future tellings. My niece, Katie, graduated from college, my sister-in-law got a new truck, and my son and his fiancée bought a new home. It was a nice week. I say that in the way my mother would say “that’s a nice old dog”.

We had two really interesting photo outings. I’ll share those with you later this week, once I’ve had the time to sort them all out. Meanwhile, I hope all of you have a great weekend. Thank you for sticking with me during my down time.

Tim.

haley and the horses

Posted on April 21, 2013 by Tim McMurdo

I think you might remember little Haley from some of my previous posts. She is a remarkable little girl. An area that I have noticed Haley having an exceptional gift is with the horses on the farm. Not just the horses, anything equine, such as the mules and the donkeys seem to all love her.

The horses seem to universally ignore me and most other people. I could wave fresh clover and juggle apples while completely naked and they wouldn’t even glance in my direction. Haley on the other hand simply has to walk over to the fence and call their names. Soon, she has them all going all crazy for her affection.

I’ve noticed the “Haley Effect” on many occasions and have often wondered about her way with the horses. She doesn’t feed them treats . She does talk to them and she does pet them gently. Is it her gentleness or something else that they like about her?

The Haley Effect only seems to apply to the equine breeds. Sarah, the resident barn cat, only tolerates Haley as much as she tolerates the rest of us. Pet her a little and scratch her ears a little more and she is about done with you.

Once picked up, Sarah quickly frees herself and goes looking for someplace else to take her nap. The other farm animals just ignore Haley as they do the rest of us. The one exception might be Zack, the goat. Zack thinks he is a draft horse and that might be the reason he likes Haley. If she’s good enough for the rest of the horses, Zack figures she’s good enough for a goat-horse like him as well.

Who knows? However, as long as I see those horses become so affectionate in her presence, I will always find the reaction remarkable. Especially since they are never phased by somebody as wonderfully kind, good looking, intelligent, and friendly as me. Dumb assed horses. I don’t want to be your friends anyways. Me and the rest of.. I mean, me and the hogs are going to hang out in the sun for a while.